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   And so after a glance at her mother, Anna took to trying again, letting her mother hold up most of her weight. 

   It made that first step much easier. It was jittery, it was a struggle of a step, but it was made, and Anna worked on that next step just as hard, and another, and another. 

   In her first try that afternoon, Anna already made quite a few steps—-thanks to her mother’s help.

   The Queen’s own steps became shuffles to keep slow enough for her daughter, but she did it nonetheless. As Anna got her sense of balance back, she could help her put more weight on those little feet, strengthen her legs up a little.

   "Well done, sweetheart,“ she said, a bright smile on her face. "Very well done. Do you want to keep going?"