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Two years since Elsa first arrived in the valley, the mountains split open again. This time it wasn’t ice that forced them open, but a walking tree taller even than the mountain range, with Elsa and Isabella riding on its back.
The two women had returned armed with magical knowledge and a plan, and Mirabel reluctantly gave her permission for them to try it.
Elsa placed her hand on the doorknob of the Casita’s front door, the new anchor of the magic since the candle burned out, and she focused. The Madrigal family looked on astonished as a new door appeared inside the house. Instead of glowing gold like all the other room doors, this door shone faintly blue.
Elsa’s theory had been correct, she could connect her magic to the magic in the house. The question was how strong that bridge could be. She hesitated before her new door, took a breath, then unlatched it and pulled it open, and out of it poured the dozens of snowlings Elsa accidentally birthed that day she caught the flu. And behind them flew out Anna, running to grab ahold of her big sister. “Elsa! You’re here! It worked!”
The Madrigal’s went through the door and looked around in wonder at the enormous building made of ice that they emerged inside. “Where are we?” Mirabel asked.
“This is Elsa’s ice palace,” Isabella answered, “She created it as her own retreat, about a day’s journey from her home in Arendelle.”
“And now it has a magical door to your home,” Elsa added.
“Elsa,” Isabella took her girlfriend’s hands, “Now we can be together and neither of us has to leave our family.”
“I thought it was time to stop wandering, I’ve found what I wanted,” Elsa reached into her pocket, “And now that everyone is here with us I have something to ask you.”
Elsa took out a ring and offered it to Isabella. It was made of two bands, one of woven grass and the other unmelting ice, intertwined into a single loop.
“Isabella Madrigal, will yoAAGH!” before Elsa could finish asking, Isabella had tackled her to the floor.
“Took you long enough, your majesty. Put it on me.”
As Elsa slipped the ring onto Isabella’s finger and the couple stood up, Mirabel started gathering everyone together. A milestone like this called for a family photograph, as it always did. “Elsa and Isabella in the middle obviously,” she instructed, “Everyone else come around them. Anna, get in here with me and Luisa, you’re our sister too now.”
Anna excitedly clung onto both Mirabel and Luisa. Elsa and Isabella leaned on each other, pressed between Isabella’s parents. As the flash went off Elsa snuck a kiss against Isabella’s cheek. And in unison everyone called out, “La Familia Madrigal!” Now and forever with new members.