Anna raced into her room, breathless and a huge grin on her face. Slamming the French doors behind her hurriedly, she pressed herself to the door with her hands clasped to her chest, a look of ecstasy plastered on her freckled face. "I'm just so-so-so happy!" an exclamation burst from her chest. Realizing her outburst, Anna stifled a giggle with her hands and laid back on her downy bed, looking up at the ceiling.
Life was idyllic at Arrendelle. Her sister had returned to her and they were closer than ever. Kristoff was ever-understanding of her taking things slow. Hans had really broken her heart, but with every day she could feel all the love and happiness from her two most favorite people in the world. Hans was a distant memory, a small cruel reminder that not all people are good. Despite what Hans had done, Anna was grateful to have her sister as her closest confidant.
"What could possibly go wrong?" Anna murmured sleepily, smacking her lips. Her eyes closed as she happily relaxed into a dream of an adventure, an adventure she wasn't aware would occur very soon.