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Elsa, Queen of Arendelle ([info]stormrageon) wrote in [info]wariscomingcom,
@ 2014-05-24 19:34:00
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Darling Anna,

You recently asked me why I shut you out, what you had done wrong. And the truth is, you never did a single thing wrong. It was entirely me, and I haven't had the ability to tell you why. First I was prevented from doing so, and then I was afraid of the repercussions. But here, I think there's help available if it all goes wrong. They all think I can do it myself but And you deserve the truth, Anna. You deserve to know.

When you were born, I couldn't have been more proud. The moment they sat me down and let me hold you, I swore I would protect you. I was only three but I remember the moment as if it was yesterday and I always will. You already had that bright red hair and pink rosy cheeks and they told me they were going to call you Anna and I was more excited than I can say. I watched you grow and at the same time, so did my powers. They were uncontrollable, or so I thought. But in the beginning, there wasn't much to them. It was simply a matter of a little frost here, some snow there.

You won't remember this, but we used to play with them. The powers, I mean. You'd beg me to make it snow, to give you enough snow to play with. And the older I got, the more I could do, so I did. You'll remember us sledding, building snowmen, having snow fights. All of that was actually done in the ballroom. Once I learned to clean it all up, we'd do it all the time.

But the night came when I couldn't catch you. You were bouncing around as you always do. Even now. Jumping from snowdrift to snowdrift. And I tried to catch you, slipped and... I hit you. In the head, with ice. Papa took us to the trolls, used their magic to bring you back to us. But in turn, your memory was erased. Of all traces of my magic. We decided the best thing we could do was to separate me from you. So I moved into my own room and watched as everything around me turned to ice whether I wanted it to or not.

I heard you, Anna. Every day, every time you begged me to come out. When we lost Mama and Papa, I wanted nothing more than to hold you. I needed you just as much as you needed me. But I was afraid for you. I'd already hurt you once. I didn't want to touch you. I didn't touch anyone for thirteen years, Anna. Not even our parents.

And now I've hurt you again. They think I can help. They think I can be the one to undo the curse. But I truly don't know if I believe that anymore. I'm trying. For you. The Seal gave me control over my powers, but it didn't teach me to undo the curse in your heart. But I'll do whatever it takes, train with anyone I can, if it means I can save you.

I'm sorry, Anna. If you don't want to be around me anymore, I'd understand. But I want nothing more than to try and help. I love you. I've always loved you. And we'll fix this. All of it. Your curse, learning this world, and turning you into the princess you've always been meant to be.

Love always,
Elsa


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