Summer in Arendelle kept the entire kingdom warm to the point where most of the occupants could be seen playing at the beach or staying in doors for the cool. The only occupant who was able to stay cool the entire summer was Olaf, who was often seen playing with the younger children - running around and playing games with them. Under Queen Elsa's careful rule, trading among other kingdoms and communication had never been better. It was difficult to believe that the Snow Queen had once set an eternal winter and fled to lock herself away into total isolation. An isolation that I don't like to think about, Elsa thought to herself as she put a hand against the glass window in deep thought. She some times had nightmares still of that isolation. Elsa had been free, but she had also been alone. She was so thankful that Anna had brought back her sister, but the thought of being completely alone forever in that ice castle, with no one to love or care for her- what if the citizens turned against? She still wore the gloves, she could lose control at any second! What if she used her powers for manipulation? Elsa could destroy the entire kingdom with just one wrong move- Gasping sharply as she realized ice had started to grow around her, she hastily returned her gloves to her hands in hopes that the gloves might stop it. It didn't. Elsa took a deep breath, get a grip...that won't happen. And indeed, the ice melted away, but the fear was still there as her worried blue orbs looked over some papers and she reseated herself once more behind her desk. Elsa spent a couple more hours looking over plans, rolling her eyes at a letter from the Duke of Weselton - the man was persistent, that was for certain. Before she knew it the moon was in the sky and darkness was shrouding her office beside the fire that came from her lamp. She rubbed her eyes tiredly and stretched, finally deciding to call it a night. She extinguished the light and headed for the door, she had just grabbed the handle when she heard something behind her. Whirling around, her blue orbs swept the room carefully, the moon being her only light as she tried to find the noise, "Olaf? Anna?" She called out, when there wasn't a response though, she opened the door, the light in the hallway giving her better light to look - but she saw nothing. Frowning, she left, closing the door behind her and heading for her room. She shut the door to her bedroom after pocking her head in on Anna's room, she changed into pajamas and then crawled into bed, pulling the blankets to her chin. She stared at the light from the window, fixated on the light as her eyes slowly drooped closed as though clinging to hope. Hope that her dreams wouldn't be nasty ones once more.