Anna was walking around the infirmary and was taking peeks in multiple rooms but there was still no sign of her mother. It's been about half an hour and she still didn't give up on finding her mother. She was really excited to introduce her to Elsa, especially since she was the one who saved her life.
Ugh, where are you!? Anna thought in frustration.
She was running around while asking people if somehow they managed to know where her mother was but they all replied with either 'No', 'She's busy.', 'Ask Waela.' or 'Who are you?'
"You people are no good at anything but healing!" She yelled while flailing her hands around at the people whom were passing by and giving Anna weird looks. "But it's a good thing right?...Hm… Well, forget I said anything!"
Anna then groaned in irritation and gave up her search at last and decided to go back and hoped that her mother would come out by herself soon.
Aphrodite was standing in front of a table where she always prepared her medicines. Her hood was off and it dangled from her shoulders as well as her long, beautiful brunette wavy hair. She suddenly felt a strange feeling in her chest. She felt as if there were both a warm and cold presence. She looked around the room but she was actually alone. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion before she looked towards the entrance door and she would have sworn someone was standing right on the other side. She shook her head to deny such imaginations and hallucinations and went back to her work. Then, her mind suddenly ran the thought of Elsa. She took a deep, slow breath through her nose then exhaled sadly. How much I missed you. Aphrodite thought sorrowfully. How much I missed your scent, your hair, your brilliant eyes and intelligence. Aphrodite felt tears were starting to form. Your innocent laugh, your playfulness, your sense of adventure… You and your sister were the only ones who ever made me happy. She smiled sadly when she remembered when she and Elsa were together. When she was able to hold her and hug her and kiss her.
Aphrodite's Flashback
Aphrodite was sitting on the queen-size royal bed happily as she wore a wide and gentle smile while combing the soft and beautiful platinum hair of her three year old daughter that was sitting legs-crossed right in front of her. Aphrodite's belly was already round and big from the infant that was growing inside her. She placed one hand on her tummy while the other kept brushing her older child's hair.
"Mommy?" The little pale girl suddenly said.
"Hm?" Aphrodite acknowledged with a smile and kept combing her daughter's hair.
"Does Papa hates me?" The little girl asked innocently.
Aphrodite's hand that was holding the brush froze in place as her eyes widened a bit in surprise and felt a bit worried. "Now why would you say something like that?" Aphrodite asked and denied her husband's bad feelings towards their daughter before she resumed her brushing.
The tiny girl fiddled with her dolly's hair that was in her lap, "I don't know… He yells and pushes me olot." She said.
Aphrodite felt her heart crumble. She would have corrected her daughter's word to 'a lot' but it wasn't a good time for the little girl was serious about the situation and was clearly aware about her father's nasty behavior around her. Aphrodite stopped brushing and placed the brush on the nightstand. She quickly hugged her little daughter and rested her cheek on the platinum crown. "Papa doesn't hate you, snowflake." She reassured but knew deep inside her heart that she was lying. "He is just stressed and busy with running a whole kingdom. It's a really hard thing to do all on your own, you know. Someday you'll understand. You are the heir, and you'll be Queen one day." Aphrodite said before she placed a kiss on little Elsa's head.
