His response of ‘your majesty’ as met with an eye roll from Anna, feeling that formalities weren’t needed among friends but Elsa welcomed the polite gesture with a gentle closed lip smile. Unlike Anna, Elsa stood much more properly, her hands gently folded in front of her; her gloves retired years ago when she was able to control her powers. Her blue eyes twinkled at the newcomer, a sense of playfulness much like her sister danced within them, though she held herself much like a royal would. 

The holding out of a long case surprised her slightly, defined by her eyes expanding a bit and her lips curling into a larger smile. “That’s very kind of you, thank you.” She said softly as she reached out, unclasping the lashes with a delicate ease. “And thank you Kristoff.” Who seemed to give a classic ‘it was nothing’ shrug to her as he wrapped a large arm around Anna’s small waist. They were such a cute couple, Anna was very lucky to have someone at her side like that.

Lifting the lid, she let out a little gasp of surprise to see a blade wrapped in its sheath. She had never had a sword before, though you’d think it would be a common gift to receive; this was her first. Avoiding the use of words, she reached inside and gently took the sheath from the casing and wrapped her delicate hand around the sword pulling it completely out in one easy motion. Eyes expanding to their fullest size, her smile soon spread across her face showing her bright white teeth as she examined the expert craftsmanship that went into the creature. “Wow…” She said softly, her first word used to describe such a masterpiece. 

“Lily, Lily no; don’t bother the queen.” A woman said, chasing after a young girl in a ball gown who seemed to make a be-line for Queen Elsa.

“Your majesty.” The young girl said giving the woman’s dress a gentle pull causing Elsa’s gaze to turn down to her. “Will you do the magic for me!?” 

The little blonde was meant with a soft smile from the Queen as the mother hurried to the daughter’s side. “Of course. Here.” Elsa gently placed the sheath back into the case and took the girl’s right hand. Placing her left hand gently onto the girl’s palm, she rose up her hand. In the space occupying their parted palms an iced rose built itself, much to the squealing enjoyment of the little girl. Her mother gave Elsa an apologetic smile, which received a gentle ‘it’s okay’ smile in return. 

When the rose was completed the young girl thanked the Queen and the woman excused her and her child from the small group. Turning her attention back to the sword, she took a minute to observe the sword before picking up the sheath and sliding it back into it. “You’re a master of your craft sir I’m very impressed. How long have you been doing blacksmith work?”