something’s wrong | the-king-of-arendelle + vivatreginax 

the-king-of-arendelle:

“Perhaps in the morning, some of those books could be brought out again,” he murmured, in thought. If it turned out Elsa did have some magic to her, than there is a chance those books may be of some use to them.

“…May I? I should love to,” he said, smiling softly, as he took her invitation to the bed, sitting down next to her. With hands and arms ever so careful, he gently took the child from her mother’s grasp, holding the little head up properly, cradling her. 

So light. 

Oh, he was happy it was a daughter. In his heart of hearts, he was happy. The kingdom would perhaps prefer a son, but Agdar was quite pleased with his little girl. 

The child, still young enough to have that flushed, red newborn skin, squirmed a little, her little arms moving around on their own. He gave a finger to her, and Elsa was quick to grab it. Her little fingers were wet, he realized, and after opening up her fingers, he noticed small amounts of slush coating her palms.

Idun was almost surprised by her husband’s ability to hold their baby correctly. Not that she should be - he was the type of man who would research such things, she was sure. But seeing such a large man cradling the tiny form of a baby made her smile. 

She had worried at first, about producing a daughter. But all had been quick to reassure her that Arendelle laws accepted a woman just as much as a man as ruler - her Elsa would have the same right to the throne as if she had had a boy. Her first duty as queen had been fulfilled - she had produced an heir. Now they could enjoy it.

She rested a hand on his arm, leaning against his shoulder. The Queen was quick to spot what her husband at seen, and the colour drained from her face. Biting her lip, she looked worriedly up at the King, wondering what he was thinking at that particular moment.