Chapter One: Open Gates
"Kristoff! Over here!" Anna laughed as she called to Kristoff from the gates.
"Hey, Anna!" Kristoff cried heartily as he ran to greet Anna.
"Come on, we better eat with each other since we are getting married, after all!" Anna said as she dragged Kristoff through the gates. "I love these open gates! These seven days since Elsa's been back have been the best days of my life! It's never been better! I mean, it's just like it was before! Except, there's you." The two gazed at each other and smiled.
"Come on," Anna said, "we can't be late for lunch!"
They sped through the hallways that Anna knew by heart and burst through the doors of the dining hall.
"We're here! I got him, Elsa!" Anna said, catching her breath.
"Oh, hello, Ice Master," Elsa said slyly. "You two go perfectly together!"
"Oh, really? Gee, thanks!" Anna exclaimed. "Come on, let's eat!"
The three sat down at the great table that stretched across the length of the hall, and began to eat teir meal of roast chicken and mashed potatoes.
"This is great!" Kristoff exclaimed with a mouthful of potatoes. He feverishly grabbed for more, scooping up the potatoes with his hands. "So good!"
"Eww!" Elsa and Anna said, drawing back. "That's disgusting, Kristoff!" Anna shrieked.
"Um, so how are you supposed to eat this?" Kristoff said, genuinely puzzled.
"Hahaha!" Elsa and Anna laughed. "You use a spoon, silly!" Anna explained, waving her spoon in Kristoff's face.
"Uh, sorry! Spoons just aren't my thing!"
"Oh, please," Anna and Elsa said in unison.
The prison gates slid open.
"Hey. Hans. Get out. And don't do anything messed up again." Hans looked up. It was one of his brothers, Eric. In one week, Hans was already getting bailed out of prison! How nice!
Hans rose and stepped out of the open gates. "Sure, sure. You know I would never, ever do something like that again!"
"Good. You better not be lying. Now go home." As Hans left, he decided to visit Weselton. Surely someone will also be yearning for revenge…
The Duke of Wesleton stammered. "Well, obviously I want this, Hans, and I totally agree with your plan. But I, me myself, am not going, of course. But I'll lend you some of my men. Here, the ship will drop you and your men near Arendelle, but you can't be seen. Remember, if they don't want to trade with us, then they don't want to see us. Got it? Now go, Holt." Hans chuckled.