Her mother’s words seemed to have only sent the opposite message to her; it gave her a hint as to when for sure, but when her mother said it that way, it almost seemed like a lie, words meant to deny and comfort, as surely the Queen had been treating her all these years.
While her mother hold her, Anna didn’t retreat, but that tenseness in her shouders never left.
”Okay, Mama,” she murmured simply. She gave up right then, not wanting to push Idun any further. Obviously her mother’s lips were tied. They would be if they had been sealed for a decade already.
The fight would come back to her surely, and most likely in her father’s office.
"I’d tell you if I could, sweetheart,“ she whispered, giving Anna a squeeze before pulling back. She felt that tenseness in her daughter’s shoulders, and it made her heart heavier. "And you won’t get it out of your father either, so I wouldn’t even try it.”
If she could spare her family more arguments, she would. The Queen knew Elsa had been snappy recently, and her husband didn’t need another daughter coming to his office to pick a fight. It would seem anything could set the elder princess off these days. She hoped Anna wouldn’t go the same way.
"I know there’s nothing I can say that will make you stop questioning this,“ she murmured, running a thumb over Anna’s cheek as she cupped her face. "But you must, Anna. Unless Elsa chooses to tell you… we can’t. I’m sorry.”