The window glass had moved during the centuries, pouring down its frame at a rate considered slow even by elven standards. Now the ripples in the glass made the shadowed forests beyond look twisted and surreal. Arendel was as disappointed that the elegant window separated the palace from the forests as she was impressed at its craftsmanship. "I trust your stay has been comfortable?" Faeryl entered the chamber; she had asked her attendants to stay behind, so there were only the two queens in the room. "Arendel, what concerns you? Is your family well?" They both smiled.