Performing at a party is a lot different than hosting one. It was one of many new sensations the young woman had yet to experience. As queen, she would decorate every area, make sure all the guests were invited, check on the food, help set the tables, and lastly, open the gates. Twiddling her fingers as she paced the stage, she felt as if she ought to be doing more when the atmosphere was as festive as it was now. But of course, this wasn't her castle, nor was it Arendelle. She was no longer the hostess nor the queen, and she didn't need to mingle with the guests or worry about everyone's enjoyment. And yet, it was difficult not to feel as if she was still part of something greater.
However, if she hadn't been invited to provide her vocal stylings and magical displays throughout the night, Elsa would have felt terribly out of place at this gala. Members of all sorts of sectors roamed the ballroom floor with drinks in their hands and casual chit chat leaving their lips. As her fellow theatre performers began to warm up beside her, tuning their instruments, the blonde only wondered what she would do for the remainder of the party. She absolutely adored holiday events, especially if she was holding them at her own castle, but here, she lacked any involvement other than her musical talent. Slender fingers tightening around her microphone and inhaling deeply, Elsa willed herself to contribute the best she could to this gala, the only way she knew best---sing.
♪ "Ohh, I would travel miles and miles, I would follow any star; I'd go almost any place, if it's any place you are ~" ♫
So she began, opening the night with a song she believed provided a gentle melody and a happy tune to please the crowd. As the soft piano swelled with the violins, her feet took her to the edge of the landing. There it was, the signature head-turn everyone does the moment the pitch of her voice climbs ever so slightly as she has captured her audience. Now that she had their attention, her free hand swayed side to side to the beat with glowing snowflakes trailing her fingertips.
Her magic, now that she had decided to hone it for everyone to admire its qualities, preferably from afar, was invariably a light show on its own. It was no wonder the hosts requested her performance here tonight, for surely, she would undoubtedly dazzle everyone with her magic without any extra cost. Approaching the final cour of the chorus, a little hop and step back to centre stage gave her sufficient space for the finale. With the last note growing in length and pitch, so too did a little icy christmas tree begin to grow its crystalline branches, stopping its height beside the fluffy neckline of its creator's dress.
♬ "When we're together, we'll be safe and warm. Doesn't matter where we are...only if you're there with me!" ♩
Waving to her instrumental crew as they exited for their breaks, Elsa descended from the stage steps as she held her winter gown's train in one hand, letting it fall as she heaved a sigh and made her way to the ballroom sidelines to rest. Everyone returned to their respective circles after her brief song, and once again the air was filled with chatter and the clinking of glasses. She found refuge not too far from her beloved stage under the foot of a marble post wrapped in tinsel. Gentle blue eyes leapt from crowd to crowd, she imagined that no one would waste their time chatting with the singer when they could be in the better company of their friends. It didn't seem that anyone came to the party unattended, except for her, of course.
Or so the blonde thought. Out of the corner of her eye did a man appear, headed right in her direction. At first she could have sworn he had mistaken her for someone else, but indeed to her surprise, he had sought out the very owner of the singing voice from earlier. "You're right, that was me, so I would say your eyes are quite fine!" the blonde responded, raising her hand slightly as she let out a laugh, "And thank you, I'm glad you think so! I'm the only singer here for tonight, so I hope you'll stick around to hear more~" In spite of her nerves and any fatigue that lingered, Elsa had forgotten how long it had been since she heard anyone speak so lightheartedly towards her. She had been so used to formal speech and maintaining her composure, at times she truly missed letting her emotions show.