My Granddaughter

King Allister let out a weary sigh and motioned for Elsa and Chris to find seats. "If that's what you wish, please have a seat. Prince Christopher is soon to become a part of our family, so I see no issue with your request," he said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Elsa replied as she took a seat beside the king.

"I've summoned you here to learn the details of what transpired. We find it hard to trust you immediately when we remain unaware of our daughter's whereabouts since she ran away. Therefore, kindly provide us with an explanation," King Allister began.

Elsa closed her eyes and exhaled deeply, shifting her gaze toward Chris, who nodded and offered a subtle smile, indicating that it was acceptable to proceed.

Elsa began to reminisce about her earliest memory of Hera, the day she returned home from kindergarten...

"Mommy..." A six-year-old Elsa came home, her eyes filled with tears.