Elsa was ready. She was really going to leave. She had steeled herself against all emotions, so she wouldn't turn back. Anna had Kristoff. She would be all right. Anyway, she planned to visit in a couple of months after Anna's rage had settled. It would be hard though. Anna would try so hard to convince her to come back. And Olaf wouldn't understand. He had never had a negative emotion in his life. Kristoff would try to get her to come back for Anna's sake. They had been dating for a while now and were becoming close. Elsa wanted to see that relationship grow. She also wanted to see Anna as Queen. Of course, Anna would inherit. Elsa couldn't miss those things. That was why she would come back. She couldn't completely abandon her life, because she did love them. She picked up her few things that she wanted to take. A picture of Anna and her parents. A picture of herself and a friend, Isabelle. A picture of Kristoff, Olaf, and Sven. Her coronation cape and dress, now an icy blue. Everything else she could make, out of the remnants of her previous ice palace, and her powers. She had to leave the rest of her legacy behind, so she wouldn't come back. She could only be truly happy away, where no one would get hurt. Where she could be alone. She picked up her things and walked out the back exit.