Here it is, guys! The sequel to my most popular fanfic, "The Old Friend Revenge", scoring at over 400 views! YAYYY (okay maybe not a lot in the grand scheme of things but I've only been on since, like, October... so this is huge for me... XD

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Chapter 1:

Elsa paced back and forth on the wooden floors of her study, muttering inaudible words of frustration and concern. Nearby, there was her navy general, sitting like a statue at a chair, and Prince Kristoff, her brother-in-law, a mixture of guilt and aggravation on his face as he casually lounged next to the general.

"Kristoff!" Elsa barked when she looked up. "You caused this! Don't you care?"

Kristoff nodded, seeming to be deep in thought, and Elsa groaned.

"Your Majesty," the general said. "The ships will be arriving in the port at any moment. I shall order the defense if you agree."

Elsa waved him off and shook her head. "That will cost too many lives of the villagers. I can build an army myself; you know that."

The general stood up, and stopped Elsa's pacing. "Queen Elsa, it could take some time for you to gain a defense squad, even with your powers. I recommend the navy soldiers be brought out now; if we do that, Prince Hans will not be able to penetrate to the townspeople. And both you and the..." the general paused as he peeked at Kristoff, "the royal family... you will all be safe."

Elsa shook her head. "No. I will not sit back and watch my own soldiers die in a battle that he caused."

Kristoff hung his mouth open, and stood up. "Woah, woah! You're not blaming this on me, are you?"

"I have full reason to blame this on you," Elsa replied. "You gave him full invitation to attack!"

"That was when he was pinned at sword-point."

"You still told him to come back."

Kristoff threw his hands up and sighed. "Look! He's got hardly any soldiers, and the Southern Isles is practically deserted! There's no way he could build an army that would even compare to your power alone."

Elsa smiled fondly, and then it melted to a frown. "Flattery will not excuse the fact of your fault," she scolded. "But thank you."

The general cleared his throat. "Your Majesty."

Elsa straightened herself, and nodded. "You may go. Send our smallest brigade to block the town entrances. All of them; surround the whole town. If they penetrate the blockade, evacuate the town. Don't bother with us. We shall be fine. That is all."

With a nod, the general left the study, and Elsa rolled her eyes and smiled fondly at Kristoff. "How do you get yourself into these things?"

"Don't even ask," Kristoff laughed.

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"All right, everyone!" Kristoff called to his family.

Anna was the first to respond. "What is it? Are the ships close? Will we have to evacuate? Are we going to fight?"

Kristoff tried to keep track of all the questions. "Yes, ah, no, and... yes."

Now Anna was confused. "Ahhh... take it from the top."

By now, their teenage children, Heidi and Joseff, had come into the room. Heidi, the younger of the two, had a sheath belted to the waist of her dress, and the sword in her hand.

"I'm ready to fight for the kingdom!" Heidi asked with enthusiasm.

Joseff held up his injured left arm, his bandage still stained with blood from their last endeavor with Hans, and he just shook his head. "I'm not," he grumbled.

Kristoff nodded. "Okay. First off, the ships are closing in soon. The navy general estimates their arrival to be any moment. Second, only Joseff will be evacuating... just because I don't want him any more hurt. And lastly, we will be fighting; if, and only if, Hans penetrates the navy blockade. Understood?"

The three others nodded, and Kristoff turned to Anna, putting his hands on her shoulders. "Anna, I need you to take Joseff to the stronghold. You know where that is. I had a few soldiers sent there to protect it from Hans, so he'll be fine. Can you do that for me?"

Slight fear in her eyes, Anna nodded. She and Joseff left, and Kristoff faced Heidi, a serious look in his eyes. Heidi had never truly felt afraid in her life––not until she had faced Hans, anyway––and now she was feeling it more than ever. She was beginning to understand her aunt.

"Heidi," Kristoff murmured. "Be careful. Don't do anything stupid when you're fighting the soldiers. Just stick to what you were taught. Don't try anything new until you're desperate."

Heidi smiled at her father. "Papa," she said. "I should be telling you these things."

Feeling some fear himself, Kristoff pulled Heidi into a tight bear hug. "Oh, Heidi," he whispered. "I just can't lose you again."

"You'll never lose me," she replied, also whispering. "I'm too good at surviving. Just like you."

Kristoff hugged her tighter, and suddenly, they were interrupted by the bursting of the door.

"Hello, old friends!"

One of the things I really wanted to establish was the relationship between Kristoff and Elsa, this sort of awkward-sibling-friendish relationship. Kristoff's not really used to being royalty, even after being married to Anna for, like, 20 yrs. XD it's just his personality. And Elsa has been queen longer than they've been married, and she's pretty much a pro. So besides that conflict, I also wanted to show more of Kristoff's sensitive side (you think I like Kristoff? XD), which I kind of showed in the first book. But this sequel really brings out his inner struggle (especially towards the end, when he and Hans have this kind of "final showdown" XD Oh gosh I'm so weird), and how his actions cause unnecessary-but not for him, of course-guilt.