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   ”…And as father it is my job as well,” he replied in turn, “But soon we shall have it so that the worry is of the normal sort; the worry in a time of no worries.” 

   The man was already in the midst of a balancing act—on the one hand, he was already becoming hyper-sensitive to the problems around them, the issues arising. But at the same time, he had to keep to the course. So the King was already putting a blind eye to certain issues, praying that in time they would fade in the results of his supposed ‘solutions’. 

   So he assured, and he listened, and he worked his hardest. And he prayed to the Lord that all would work well. That the effort and the hard decisions he had made that night would pay off enough for them to return to how it was before.

   And it would seem the matter of their eldest daughter had been put to bed. But there was still Anna. 

   "Could we not find a playmate of some sort for Anna? It is perfectly normal in other royal houses,“ she said quietly, still pressed into his side. "I worry about her getting lonely. It’s not healthy for a child to be all alone." The way we’re allowing Elsa to be. "Just one other little girl allowed into the castle during the day?”

   But from his worries, Idun could already guess how such a suggestion would go. Even she was starting to feel trapped within their own home, and it hadn’t even been that long. How could a five year old feel?

   "It might help Elsa if her sister was not spending her days outside her door,“ she added.