Desired Destiny (Frozen II/Jelsa)

1| Frustration

"Elsa!" Anna sings loudly from the kitchen with a silver tray of chocolate chip cookies on her hands. Half of her hair is tied in a sleek braid; the other half hangs loosely on her back. As soon as she sees how her sister jolts up from the table, her happy face diminishes into a frown.

That happens all the time. Her sister has the habit to overwork herself and fall asleep while doing her queenly paperwork. There's so much to do now that the eternal winter is gone and the rightful queen is finally ready to go on. Elsa's humble and supportive advisor—which also happens to be her godfather—, Kai, has been helping her nonstop with the letters, but there are just way too many of them. "You fell asleep again..." Anna bites her lip and places the tray on the drawer right beside the door. She walks deeper into the study and comfortingly rubs Elsa's shoulders. "You really should rest."

"Not until I finish." Elsa weakly smiles and wipes the sleepiness away from her eyes, even though it's a useless effort.

"Right," Anna puts her hand on her hip while scanning the piles of papers situated neatly on Elsa's desk. "But when will you finish?" Elsa shuts her lips and silently grabs her quill. "Exactly," Anna growls. "I want you to rest this instant. The bags under your eyes are getting heavier!"

Elsa hums accordingly and submerges the nib inside the inkwell. "A few more letters."

"You keep saying that until midnight. Every single day."

Elsa looks up to her frowning little sister. "It's okay, Anna. I'm used to this." She weakly smiles before turning back to her duty. Anna crosses her arms and examines Elsa's exhausted face. Her porcelain skin is paler. Her eyes lose some of their sparks. Her smile isn't like the smile she gave her when she thawed the snow, celebrated Anna's big day, built Olaf's snow family, gave Kristoff new ice harvesting tools, sprinkled tiny snowflakes for Sven to lick, or any happy memories they had shared. This smile is one of her miserable ways of concealing her emotions.

Elsa has been facing tons of letters for her to reply to and sign. Arendelle has currently been in its most exceptional success for three years under Queen Elsa's reign. It all started with the small attempt of the queen herself to test her abilities. Elsa tried to put her powers to use by simply creating ice sculptures for business. With her impressive and detailed works, dozens of Elsa's icy creations had been shipped to many parts of the world. Arendelle managed to boost up its economy. The enormous amount of money was used wisely—to raise more crops, provide inn facilities, build various kinds of stores by expanding the Arendelle Plaza, and so much more—as it brought the crocus kingdom to another level of success.

Now, Arendelle is thriving. That achievement attracts the eye of the world. Many clans and countries have been trying to build a partnership with Arendelle; some even strive to take the queen's hand in marriage. Elsa has been having a hard time managing all those proposals, especially those letters with marriage purposes. It doesn't matter how tired she is; the letters just won't stop from coming.

Anna has been standing for quite some time with her eyes watching Elsa work on her tasks delicately—even at her worst state. The strawberry blonde sighs in annoyance and decides to give up, realizing her sister is as stubborn as she is. "At least eat my cookies, okay?" Anna rushes to the tray and places it on the table next to Elsa's study one.

Elsa flashes her a smile and nods. "Thanks, sis."

"It's horrible, Gerda!" Anna whines and hugs her pillows, squeezing it with her dear life. "She looks so lifeless with the amount of work she's having!"

"But it's Her Majesty's duty, Princess Anna." Gerda, one of the oldest maids who has served the royal family for a long time and the sisters' closest figure to a mother, softly caresses Anna's head. The princess previously asked for Gerda's emotional service after she visited Elsa's study a few minutes ago. According to Elsa's daily itinerary, she was supposed to finish her paperwork before the clock strikes nine. But, now, that seems impossible. Tons of dignitaries and trade partners can't seem to keep themselves away from Arendelle. "Her Majesty is one of the best rulers of Arendelle in history. I'm sure she can manage."