This is my first fanfic, I would be very grateful if you have the time to post a review, ideas, death threats or anything that I may learn.
Arendelle, two months after the Great Thaw.
There was a ship that sailed north from Arendelle. It was carrying goods, mostly nuts and berries to the town. Amongst many merry men aboard the ship, there was a man named Rayvold the Cold, or Rayvold Icewield – or so they say in the crew. He was unknown and made little physical contact with the ship's crew, but little do they know he has one mission, to kill the Queen and the Princess of Arendelle.
On a late hazy morning, the ship arrived in Arendelle. The crew descended from the ship looking for entertainment and mostly cold mead and fresh food. They grouped up and they all agreed to return to the ship on tomorrow's sunset. They disbanded their merry crew and split up. Rayvold was standing near the crates when one of the men decided to invite him for a drink in the nearby inn.
"Hey, hey, buddy. Wanna get a drink in the inn? It wouldn't hurt, tell you what-" He pauses as he searched his pockets and clothes. He smiled as he has enough coin to last the night. "The drinks are on me." The sailor noticed how Rayvold was slightly discomforted when the sailor approached him. Rayvold crossed his arms and said in a deep tone: "Sure." The sailor's buddies cheered as another man joined their group. They quickly locate an empty, but not abandoned inn, it was well maintained and the bard well paid. The men ordered a few bottles of mead, they sang and talked their fair share of the adventure on the sea. The jam was quickly interrupted by the man who was in charge with their little party. He readied his voice, stood up, and he shouted "Men! This such fine day, is made finer with Rayvold!" The men cheered at Rayvold. Then the sailor asked Rayvold which he was behind on a separate table from the other men, "So tell your fair share of adventures to us Rayvold. I'm sure you have many great adventures in your life." Rayvold made no response. "Oh, a man of secrets! Let this man have his privacy men. Let's enjoy the free drinks!" The men happily cheered.
(Transition to the palace)
The Queen gazed upon her town up on her balcony, she took her time admiring the lovely sunset that is slowly diminishing against the sea… She didn't see Anna which was creeping up to a queen. "Boo!" Anna tried to spook the Queen on her moment, the Elsa didn't move nor show expression and spoke to Anna: "Anna, you did that yesterday. And yesterday's yesterday. I was expecting it." Anna looks annoyed that she didn't see the face that she spooked her sister for the first time. "You should quit doing that Anna, and no, I don't want to catch lobsters again." Elsa shudders as she relived the memory of the feeling when she touched moss. "Elsa, it feels so good to have company around the castle, and having a real sister, not that you're not real or anything. But for the past months, it feels really great!" The two girls look themselves in the eye, they were interrupted by their servant. "Queen Elsa, Princess Anna, dinner is now served in the royal dining room." Elsa answered, "Yes, I will be there shortly. Anna, can you do me a favor?" Anna who was examining the rails of the balcony, she then answered: "Yeah, sure." "Please don't lose the fork this time." Anna was startled that her sister was aware of the loss of forks in the dining room. With a startled tone, she quickly replied: "Uh… okay."
The sisters walked to the dining room side by side. They enjoyed their dinner. Elsa then quickly gone to the treasure room, while Anna gone off to see her boyfriend.
(Transition to Rayvold)
"The Circle sent an assassin here, eh?" "We will take care of him." an assassin of the Cult was after Rayvold, he aims not to kill Rayvold, but set him up in the prisons of Arendelle for his life. He quickly spotted Rayvold, he initiates his plan by killing a well known Dutch of Arendelle in the area and then set up the body on the road where Rayvold was treading. Rayvold saw the body on the road, he quickly dashed for it and checked the body if there is a pulse. Sadly, Rayvold fell for the trap. The cult assassin quickly darted him with a sleeping salve. Rayvold fell in his knees, unconscious but he knew he was darted. "Such a shame, a well trained assassin, fell in a trap. No worries Rayvold, we will tell your Circle that you are resting in your place of dreams…" The assassin nimbly placed an incriminating letter with the words on it "Kill the Dutch, claim the reward."
Hiya there reader, as you may know, this story is a little bit basic. I would be very grateful if you have the time to post a review, ideas, flames or anything...