Anah was walking through the streets, her eyes glowing blue, an unreadable look on her face. She was shooting ice at the streets and fountains.
"No, no, no, no, no! I didn't know this would happen!"
Anah reached the middle of the square and grinned wickedly. She conjured a snowball and threw it into the sky. It burst apart and snow rained down in the middle of summer.
Elina ran over to her dresser to grab her crown. She hopped into her wardrobe and came out in clothes that she could fight in.
Anah spotted her sister. "Go away."
"No."
Anah couldn't control her anger. It was controlling her.
"This isn't right, Anah," Elina pleaded.
"But it was right to leave me up there to die on that mountain?! I know you heard me. What did you do? NOTHING!"
"I heard nothing, sister! I offered you my help and you refused! So I left you how I found you - alone, isolated, forgotten!"
Anah took a step back. Forgotten. It hurt.
"Sure, it hurt you. But it hurt me more! Left to pick up your broken pieces, mend my parents hearts, stitch our relationship back together. Do you know how hard that was?" Elina yelled. She didn't realise that she had said 'my parents' instead of 'our parents'.
“Your parents?” Anah spit.
"Yes. They were more my parents than yours."
“But they were still my parents. Just because I left doesn’t mean that they were yours to keep.”
"They were in my world."
“I miss that world…” she whispered.
Elina took a deep breath. "Why are you doing this, sister?"
"You left me on that mountain to die."
"I left you to be how you have been for 14 years!"
"Then what made you come up? What made you hunt me down after 14 years?"
"To be honest, I don't know. Maybe it was because I finally wanted to know you, or because I wanted you to be at my wedding."
“Wedding?” Anah faltered. Elina hadn’t said anything about a wedding.
"Yes. I'm getting married to Liam, the love of my life, in only a matter of weeks. I thought that… Maybe… It was time for you to come back."
“But you left me.”
"Because you let me. You wouldn't let me help you and you didn't stop me from leaving."
Anah felt her heart burning. She’d tried, but something inside her stopped her and she couldn’t explain it. How would her sister understand? “I tried,” she said, sounding futile.
"No, you didn't. You didn't say 'Elina, stop' or 'Elina, don't go' or 'Elina, I'm sorry'. You said none of those things."
“I… I couldn’t,” she whispered.
"Why?! It's not that hard! It's one word, Anah! One word!"
