M A R R I A G E - it was a topic continually thrust down her throat, the very mention of a union sickening her, suffocating her. the kingdom, though accepting, suffered on her behalf. crops deteriorated, what little was collected in the winter stores was depleted. there were far more pressing matters that required a Queen's attention than whom was to rest on the throne beside her.
but the moment Anna caught wind of the advisors' determination, there was no hindering her momentum & good-natured meddling. in a fortnight, a tournament was planned, invitations sent with the utmost urgency. a feast was to precede the competition for each participant to grow acquainted with Arendelle's monarch. & so, with her lithe frame adorned in a gown stitched by her magic, she stood apart from the crowd, sipping from her goblet of mulled wine following the announcement of her presence, forced from her chambers by her very persistent sibling.
gaze surveying those draped in various colours, the chatter of her guests causing the room to thrum with excitement as Elsa's remained absent, inconspicuously searching for an exit.
