Not once she begins to calm down. And then Anna gets a big idea.

After a long stretch of mumbling incoherently to herself and rocking slightly on the bench, Anna finally took a deep, shaky breath.

“Okay. Deep breaths, Anna. Focus.”

She looked at her discarded towel warily, as though it might spring to life in bee form and attack her again.

“Okay… So the dream was real. That means...that means I really have powers,” she said slowly, the words tasting strange as they left her mouth. “And I can...affect things. Change things.”

She swallowed. “But only if it involves my family somehow. Or royals, apparently. Or royal harems, whatever that’s supposed to mean…or...or if it involves ****,” she babbled to herself, her cheeks surely flushing crimson at the implications of the word.

Still, Anna shook her head vigorously, trying to focus while distracting herself from THAT line of thought for the time being.

“Alright. What do I do now?”

Her mind flashed back to Elsa. Her sister had left the sauna so quickly—so carefully. And that look in Elsa’s eyes…

Guilt. Anna recognized it now, and it gnawed at her heart. “Elsa…”

Anna’s brows knit together as she sighed. She felt a pang of sadness. After all these years, Elsa had been so distant. There were so many questions she still didn’t have answers to.

“Why did you shut me out?” she whispered to herself.

Suddenly, an idea struck her. A terrible, wonderful, dangerous idea.

“What if…” Anna murmured, biting her lower lip as her mind raced. “What if I use these powers to find out?”

She stood up quickly, ignoring the towel entirely, opened the sauna door, and then grabbed her robe from a nearby hook before wrapping herself in it. On instinct, she started walking towards the cold baths as usual, but she hesitated, knowing that Elsa would be there wanting her privacy. And more importantly...it suddenly struck her that she could also use her powers to get clean and dry if she phrased it properly.

Her heart thus hammered in her chest and then turned around, marching towards her chambers in the Castle's Royal Bedrooms.

“One little wish. That’s all. Just to know the truth," she muttered over and over again. "It’s not like I’m changing anything—just finding out what really happened.”

She paused, hand on the door handle of her room, the one that she no longer shared with Elsa like she used to.

The memory of the itch shot through her mind, and she hesitated. What if it backfires again?

Anna shook her head before she could lose her nerve.

“No. I have to know.”

And with that, she stepped into the bedroom, her robe fluttering behind her.

“First, I’ll find out why Elsa shut me out. Then…then I’ll figure out what to do next.”

Her footsteps echoed through the silent room as sunlight streamed through the windows, painting bright patches on the cold stone floor.

It was in that encompasing quiet that a single thought followed her like a whisper:

“You’re a goddess now, Anna. So...what are you going to do about it?”

A/N: I hope you are enjoying the tale so far. And as always, if you have any questions or requests in your feedback, feel free to let me know.