[ Her thoughts as far as her family goes have always been a bit of a confusing topic. There was love, a lot of it, especially earlier on. That had faded a lot after...well, she supposes after Elsa had struck her with ice, but the paranoia felt so pointless to her now.

The tender kiss to her head brings her out of her thoughts and she smiles and nestles against him. ]

I know, and I know I never could be. I try to remind myself that I've done so much on my own. In reality I suppose I've done far more on my own then with her, but it just feels like I've always taken up the space in her shadow.

I guess it's true that I tend to have an easier time navigating a crowd. Though, what I wouldn't give for an ounce of her grace! But at least I didn't trip during my coronation.