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"Mama! Mama!" Alexander tugged insistently on Elsa's hand. "It's Sissi! Amelia hit her with a snowball and now Sissi won't wake up! Her hair is turning white!"

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Was it even [ possible ] for her to remain calm? No, there was no way. The moment the words left Alexander’s lips, Elsa’s heart was jumping out of her chest. Speechless, was she, as her son guided her towards the Grand Ballroom : the exact same room where SHE injured her sister. 

❝Get your father, Xander.❞ As she spoke, she did her best to speak as calmly as possible. Wait, what was she saying? She was not calm at all. Frantic could not properly describe what she felt. Her voice betrayed her emotions. ❝H-he should be in the library. Run!❞

The moment she slid next to Elisabeth, Amelia wrapped her arms around her waist, apologizing profusely. No words came out of her lips as she took both of her daughters into her arms. But after a few moments, she turned towards Amelia and began to cover her with kisses. She would not do as her father did. She would not repeat her parents mistakes.

❝Shhh, Amelia, you need to calm down, my love. This wasn’t your fault, it was an accident. Please, calm down. You’re sister will be okay…❞

At least, she PRAYED Elisabeth would be okay.

❝Where did you hit your sister? It’s important you tell me.❞

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