"I need to tell you--"

"What, Elsa? What could be so important that you have to pull us away from what should be such a happy moment? Hans, the coronation, what is so awful that you can't say it out loud?"

"I have powers," the Queen admitted, deflating in the glare of her sister.

"Powers? Like queen powers? What the hell Elsa, you're not going to exile u-- what?!"

A stream of snowflakes curved through the air, emanating from Elsa's hand. The Queen gulped, and a flick of her wrist sent a streak of ice through the empty sideroom. "This is why I can't be out amongst the people. At times, I-I can't control it and I've caused pain by it."

"This is... magical. But I don't remember you having this when you were little."

"You wouldn't. It goes with your white streak. You weren't born with it, I gave it to you in a moment of fear when whatever this is went astray and a blast struck you. I was trying to protect you from a fall and instead I caused you pain. Every time I see that streak, I see that mistake again."

"So you hurt me in an accident and your reaction was to hide from me, from the world? Elsa, these flakes -- your magic -- it's beautiful. You can't keep hiding this."

"But it's monstrous! What would the people think of a Queen who couldn't even control herself from not hurting her sister? I nearly lost you, Anna. The trolls barely brought you back and they said this only grows stronger!" A fierce wind suddenly swirled through the chamber, the temperature sliding--

Anna grabbed her sister's wrists, her heat thawing the growing frost and startling her sister out of her ramble. "I forgive you for whatever happened, and I know we can figure this out. There is great power in you, and great strength. We will find that strength, we will harness it, and you will be a Queen to be wondered by. I love you, Elsa, and we will do this together. Yes, the past is pained, but let us let it go and we can work on the future together." She let go of the trembling wrists and looked into her sister's fearful eyes. "See, I'm still here. Breathe, and make a snowflake."

Anna's own fear nearly choked her words off but she fought it back.

[still working just saving so far]