Leotard

Queen Elsa had ruled Arendelle with her icy crown, but lately, she’d grown tired of her simple, elegant dresses. She yearned for something fresh, somethingbold—something hers.

One morning, she stood before a mirror, trying on one leotard after another: red, like love in bloom; gold, as radiant as her coronation day; blue to match the sea. Each color made her feel different. She twirled and swished, savoring each.