Authors Note: I decided, for this chapter, to focus a little on Elsa, as she doesn't get enough attention in my stories. I imagine Elsa would be fairly anxious about change and would possibly fear it and so her anxiety is key in this chapter though she always puts on a brave face for her sister.
I'm sorry its taken so long to update, I've had a lot of work to do but i should be back to writing a little more now. I hope you enjoy it and please let me know what you think.

Elsa lay in her bed that night staring at the canopy of her four poster. She had left her balcony doors open and the breeze was helping her begin to relax, although she continued to chew her thumb anxiously and her other arm was wrapped around her own waist tightly as though holding herself together. Anna and Kristoff had joined the banquet late that evening and neither of them paid much attention to their food, which was a big deal for Anna. Instead, they gazed lovingly into each other's eyes and smiled happily.
Anna had definitely accepted, that was obvious, though she did not wear her ring to the table, no doubt ensuring not to cause a dramatic scene amongst parliament and other royals from neighbouring kingdoms. Elsa was more than delighted that her baby sister was engaged and sharing the beautiful moment with her fiancé, but that's where Elsa's insecurities began; the sharing. This was the biggest moment of Anna's life so far, and she had not even told Elsa the good news. Instead, after the ball, Anna had completely disappeared. What if this was the start of something more?
What if Anna, so wrapped up in her own little bubble, was about to shut Elsa out after all these years? Is this what it felt like, Elsa wondered, is this what she did to her little sister for thirteen years?

The self-hatred and fear washed over the queen suddenly and there was the familiar crunching sound of ice beginning to form. Icicles were now hanging from her bed frame and she could see her breath in front of her face.

I'm going to lose her, she thought, I just got her back and soon she'll be gone again.

There was a burning sensation in Elsa's eyes and she suddenly found herself crying.

"No" she said aloud, sitting up and swinging her legs over the edge of her bed, her feet searching for her slippers, "this is a joyous occasion; stop being ridiculous".

She's not even said good night, the dark thoughts pushed, for the first time since you opened the door.

Elsa walked to the balcony, arms wrapped around herself trying to keep it together, hoping the fresh air would clear her mind. She liked Kristoff a lot, he was a good man and good for Anna, he would keep her little sister safe and wouldn't allow her to shut Elsa out, would he?

You gave him the ring, the thoughts reminded her, and so it's your fault if he does.

The balcony suddenly became an ice rink and Elsa backed up immediately, to avoid a nasty fall. She shut the balcony doors with a snap before hearing the quiet voice behind her.

"Elsa?"

The queen turned. Anna was stood nervously in the doorway.

"Anna!" the queen sighed, the uncomfortable twisting in her chest subsiding slightly at the sight of her little sister. She hadn't forgotten her after all.

"Is everything okay?" Anna asked, glancing at the jagged looking icicles hanging from the bed "the corridor out there is freezing"

"I'm fine now" Elsa said "just a little off moment". The queen tried to smile and Anna returned the gesture with a grin of her own.

"I believe you have some news for me" Elsa pushed and Anna's grin only widened as she stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. She took a deep breath and held out her hand to show Elsa.

Elsa hurried forwards and took Anna's hand "It looks perfect on you!" she beamed, before pulling Anna into a tight hug.

"So tell me" Anna demanded into her sister's shoulder, squeezing her tightly "where is it from?"

"Kristoff never told you?" Elsa asked, releasing her sister and holding her at arm's length to appraise her for a moment.

"Nope, he told me to ask you"

"I'm surprised you don't recognise it" Elsa said and Anna looked down to admire her ring again.

"It looks sort of familiar, though I'm not sure why"

"Come on" Elsa said pulling Anna from the room. They hurried down the corridor and then the grand staircase and into the portrait gallery. Elsa led Anna to stand in front of the portrait of her parents, looking incredibly regal in front of their thrones. Anna studied it for a moment and looked blankly back at Elsa.

"I don't get it?" she said, making Elsa sigh and chuckle. Elsa leapt lightly over the small barrier, cordoning off the painting and reached up, pointing to their mother's hand where the very ring Anna was wearing sat happily on her finger. Anna gasped and looked down at her own hand and back at the portrait.

"Elsa! I…" Anna began but Elsa held up a hand, silencing her sister.

"Don't even try it" Elsa said to her sister before suddenly noticing a movement in the doorway of the gallery. She squinted slightly and made out a very nervous ice harvester watching the exchange. She smiled slightly. Of course he would be nearby, he was as nervous about Anna's reaction as she was.

"Elsa" Anna tried again, unaware of her fiancé watching, "how did you even get this?"

"Their room" Elsa said "she must have left it behind when…" she stopped, a lump rising in her throat, she cleared it and continued "and I know, without a doubt, she would want you to have it"

Anna was still staring wide eyed at her sister, holding her hand at arm's length. It wasn't often Anna was left speechless, and it made Elsa slightly uncomfortable. She jumped back over the barrier and came to stand in front of her sister, taking hold of the outstretched hand and giving it a squeeze.

"Anna?" Elsa asked when she didn't respond to the action.

Suddenly Anna had thrown herself at her sister, sobbing uncontrollably. "Thank you Elsa, so much, it's perfect" she whispered through her tears. Elsa breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, holding her sister close to her.

"You can come in now" she called to the doorway, chuckling, as Kristoff emerged from the shadows. Elsa gave him a quick thumbs up before Anna had let go of her and turned for her husband to be, running the length of the room and throwing herself on him. He lifted her, laughing and carried the crying girl back over to the queen, setting her on her feet before he pulled both the sisters into a huge hug under the painting of the girls' parents.

Elsa felt a powerful rush of love shoot through her, igniting the dark thoughts and burning them up, turning them to nothing but dust. Honestly, she thought, why was she even worried?

Anna wasn't going anywhere and there's no way Kristoff would ever allow it. He knew what it felt like to be alone, and there was no way he would let it happen to her. The queen was suddenly extremely grateful her sister had been so reckless and taken that trip alone into the mountains, where she stumbled across this ice harvester who helped to mend a lot of frozen hearts.