**Chapter 6: Grief and Adjustment**

The days blended together as Iduna struggled to come to terms with Agnarr's death. She went through the motions of palace life, attending meetings and ceremonies, but her heart wasn't in it. The pain of losing her husband felt like a weight that pressed down on her, making it hard to breathe. Her brown hair, styled in a coronet braid, seemed like a distant reminder of her life with Agnarr and the girls. Elsa and Anna tried to support her, but they were still reeling from the news themselves. They had always been close to their father, and his loss was a devastating blow. Iduna could see the worry etched on their faces, and she knew they were trying to be strong for her. As she sat in her chambers, Iduna stared blankly at the wall, her mind numb. She couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that had settled inside her. Agnarr was gone, and she would never hear his warm laughter or see his smile again. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, but she pushed them back, not wanting to cry in front of her daughters. Elsa and Anna came to her, concern etched on their faces. "Mother, are you okay?" Elsa asked, her voice soft. Iduna forced a smile, trying to reassure them. "I'm fine, dear. Just a little...tired." Anna nodded, her eyes understanding. "We can stay with you, if you want. We don't have to go to dinner tonight." Iduna's heart swelled with love for her daughters. They were so young, but they were already learning to be strong and supportive. "Thank you, dear ones," she said, her voice cracking. "But I think I'll be okay. I just need some time to...adjust." As the days turned into weeks, Iduna slowly began to adjust to life without Agnarr. She started to participate in palace activities again, and she began to reconnect with her daughters. Elsa and Anna were a source of comfort and strength, and Iduna was grateful to have them by her side. But despite the support of her family, Iduna couldn't shake the feeling of loss. She missed Agnarr's warm smile and his strong presence. She missed the way he used to make her laugh and the way he used to hold her hand. As she lay in bed at night, Iduna would often think about Agnarr and wonder what he would say or do in certain situations. She knew she would always carry him in her heart, and that gave her the strength to keep going. The palace staff and guards were supportive, and they gave Iduna the space she needed to grieve. They whispered words of condolence and offered sympathetic smiles, but Iduna knew they were waiting for her to emerge from her grief. Iduna took a deep breath, steeling herself for the challenges ahead. She would get through this, and she would emerge stronger and wiser on the other side. For Agnarr's sake, and for the sake of her daughters, she would find a way to heal and move forward. The sound of Elsa and Anna's laughter carried on the breeze, a reminder that life went on, even in the midst of grief.