Desired Destiny (Frozen II/Jelsa)

0| What?

"Mama, what is love?" The firstborn princess of the Arendelle kingdom tugs her mother's violet dress while sipping her chocolate milk. Princess Elsa has always been curious. It's in Queen Iduna's daily itinerary to answer tons of Elsa's questions. Being an intelligent 3-year-old, Elsa asks about every single thing her senses can find.

Queen Iduna smiles down at her child while fixing her knitted scarf. "Why did you ask, snow angel?"

"You and papa say 'I love you' a lot."

The queen giggles as she guides Elsa to the sofa nearby. She gently picks her daughter from the ground and places the little girl on her lap. Elsa shifts herself as she glances at the heavy rain outside. She stares at the tiny drops of water that are painting the windows. "Well...Love is everything."

Elsa puffs her cheeks and stirs her eyes from the pouring rain to her mother. " 'Everything?' I don't get it."

The queen laughs and lovingly brushes Elsa's fishtail braid. "Love is everywhere around you. It's a part of nature that is quite difficult to describe."

"I guess you're right, Mama. Erlingur hasn't taught me about love yet. It might be because I wasn't old enough for something so difficult." Elsa murmurs and slurps the last drops of her milk. "But, Mama...What makes love so difficult to study?" The queen only smiles at her daughter and continues to caress her hair.

"I don't think you need to study love, because love is something that we—humans—understand by nature." The queen takes the glass from Elsa and places it on the desk. She grabs a tissue from the table and wipes clean Elsa's milk mustache. "For me, love is only something that you can only feel—we all feel. You can't see or smell if love is coming, but there will be this...strange feeling when it does."

"I'm sorry, Mama. I still don't get it." Elsa frowns and plays with her mother's diamond cufflinks on the upper part of her chest.

"It's okay, Elsa." The queen escapes a little laugh once again. "Everyone will feel different things when love comes to them, so it's really hard to explain."

"What about—"

A piercing sound of a thunder echoes through the castle's silent halls along with a faint cry from upstairs. Princess Anna was just born a few months ago with eyes as bright as her spirit. She has the loudest cries and the most beautiful laughs.

"Anna's awake!" Elsa cheers and hops down from the queen's lap.

The queen lets her daughter carry her up to the nursery, a room between the East and West Wings which the two little princesses share after Anna was born. They rush to the crib and see the poor strawberry blonde who's crying for help. The queen brings the tiny baby to her hold and sits on an empty couch, whispering sweet little nothings to her small wars.

Elsa frowns at her scared little sister as she climbs up the couch and scoots closer to her mother, staring down at the bundle of cuteness curled up in a sunflower-patterned quilt. "Don't cry, Anna...It's just thunder! It may sound scary, but it's only a part of nature!" Elsa tries to help by showing off her beautiful gift, establishing dancing snowflakes with her pale fingers. "Here! Snowflakes are a part of nature, too!" Baby Anna slowly drifts her eyes to her older sibling. "See? They are not so bad, right?" Anna soon eases her own cries and sneezes at the impact of Elsa's powers.

"Mama?" The queen's gaze lands on Elsa who's throwing her another philosophical statement. "I just remember that you said 'Love is a force of nature.' So love is like...thunder and snowflakes?"