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

the-king-of-arendelle:

Though one could tell the little toddler would have rather had the dessert come to her that instant and not have to deal with a napkin rubbing her face, she obediently let her mother clean it. 

And the King sighed in relief, almost expecting some sort of a protest—then again, this was little Elsa they were dealing with. An easy child, temperament-wise.

That is, of course, until the child had the idea to blow some snowflakes out for fun as the Queen was wiping off the food.

Idun gave her daughter a disapproving look as she brushed snowflakes from her hair. Elsa looked thoroughly pleased with herself, even wriggling a little in her seat as she went to do it again. 

“Ah, ah, ah,” the Queen tsked, raising an eyebrow. “It’s not too late to take away dessert, young lady.”

“No snow, Mama, no snow,” the toddler replied quickly, looking around as if she hadn’t made any to begin with.