The young boy did not look at her. That was the first thing she thought when she saw him standing by the wall, holding what looked like small snacks for the people invited to the coronation ball. He was staring at something that was in front of her, or rather someone that was standing near her shoulder, talking animatedly about all the guests that had appeared and how her best friend was finally queen. The boy didn't even try to hide his gaze, instead the lanky blonde was looking at the redhead, he didn't. I don't seem to notice that he was also being observed, and by someone much more discreet in analyzing what he was doing. Elsa watched him pinch himself, once, twice, then a third time, checking to see if he was pinching himself. to really see what he was – or what he thought he was. She didn't know what must be going through her mind, no one recognized the person they were looking at, even the person she was talking to properly. He must have thought he was going crazy. And that was all the proof Elsa needed to finally, to finally convince her that she wasn't. His mind flashed back to all the times Anna had told him she wasn't, or when she held his hand and wiped away his tears, or the suspicious looks she received when she said she had not knocked down this expensive decoration. and that was how it was when she arrived. The moment she found enough courage to go to him – to tell him that he didn't see anything and that she had grown up with the person next to her for the last three years. years – he was gone. Had disappeared as she thought about the days filled with endless discussions and almost-but-not-quite panic attacks. He was gone, and maybe she just made it up too, it wouldn't be so crazy. Elsa looked back... middle of paper... even carefully. The temperature dropped as the thought manifested and grew, occupying all his thoughts. Anna appeared, plopping down next to her on the bed, watching each of her breaths take off and form meaningless shapes as she exhaled. "What's wrong, Elsa?" » Elsa said nothing for a moment, instead running her hand over the covers of her bed so that they were tied to the younger girls. "Rapunzel." "Ah." She didn't offer anything else, there was nothing to say about the princess. She waited, because she knew the other girl wanted to say more, and she did. “She was lost for years and when she came back, she wasn't even there to really recognize it.” She turned to Anna with a slight frown. “Can you stay here tonight?” » I don't want to be alone. » And Anna only nodded as Elsa lay down to sleep, smiling slightly as she watched her fall asleep...