{ ❅ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ——— 

                       ❝ —— Prince Hans ? ❞

          her voice was heard before her figure  ever  emerged
          from the depths of ornate crystalline palace, disbelief
          colouring the syllables that left  cool  lips.   he did not
          belong here - her freedom was  meant  to  be solitary.
          as Anna’s  place remained  in  Arendelle, as  did  his.
          desolation  was her kingdom now, free to live without
          fear    -   without   the   confinement   of   her   gloves. 

                but if she was to have left fear with her throne  then
                why did it begin to constrict her lungs as cloth once
                did her hands ? 

                                            ❝ you shouldn’t be here. ❞