What Does The Autumn Hold?
(I'm typing this shit out on word pad, lord help me)
"You know this doesn't just end here, Anna." Said Elsa, lifting a cup of steaming tea from its rest. "These past events are going to cover more ground than the fastest horse ever could. From the sandy dunes of Arabia to even our own cousin's front porch, everyone will know what happened." Elsa looked down into the dark pool within her cup, her own reflection staring back at her with worried eyes.
Anna never took her eyes off of her sister, her brows knit together in worry. "I hoped you would never say that." Sighed Anna, idly stabbing at the cake on her plate, moving the icing around in little swirls. "Hans almost had our entire kingdom to himself. I still haven't gotten over the fact he left me to die in our fathers parlor room. He just snuffed out the fireplace and left, like that." Anna said, snapping her fingers.
The sisters locked eyes with each other, neither of them able to find any content within. Elsa broke first, looking down at the cooling tea in her hands, the soft steam lifting and fading into the air. Unlike Anna, Elsa now had questions in front of her, whose answers would be fragile, painful, or would cost her everything. While the celebration of Anna and Elsa's return went over well, huge cracks in the foundation of the kingdom had arisen. In just a matter of days Elsa was ousted to her entire kingdom, and not in the best of ways. Instead of handling the ordeal like a queen, she ran into the north mountain range with no food or water, and built an Ice Castle. Not only that, but she also had a behemoth of a snowman wondering about the mountain side, which had already scared a few hikers so badly their insides turned to liquids. While he was dancing about flinging magic, a scorned brat of the Southern Isles was somehow given open reign over her hold, and almost came away with the entire thing in his pocket. This same usurper tossed her in her very own dungeon, left her sister to die within her own walls, and then tried to cut her hair with a saber. If it wasn't for Anna's quick thinking, they both would be dead and buried below the depths of the fjord.
Elsa put her cup down back its saucer, folding her hands in her lap. She casted her eyes at Anna, who was now just stabbing at her cake like it owed her something. "Anna." Began Elsa, tilting her head down to catch Anna's attention. "I'm... I'm going to have to... go to war, I believe."
Anna's head shot up when she heard 'war' and looked at her sister incredulously. Even Anna knew they had barely a scrap of an Army, and their Navy fared even less than the ground forces.
"War, Elsa?" Anna forced out. "You are going to take Arendelle, the little bitty country that snuggled a sea at night, to war? With who, exactly, are you going to try to win against?"
"Weaselton." Said Elsa calmly, smoothing at her dress. "Weaselton attempted to assassinate me at the Ice Castle. The Duke sent two men who crossbows to 'end the winter'." Elsa caught her sisters look, sitting up straight. "Anna it has must done. We both almost died on our own land to two different people. I understand that a war against the Southern Isles would not bode well, and I don't intend to. Han's mother and father had no knowing of his back stabbing, nor do they claim to support him. Our only concern with him is that he goes renegade and tries to come back at us on his own. Not that his brothers would allow it..." Muttered Elsa, picking back up the tea-cup and drinking from it.
Anna did not seem enthusiastic at her sister becoming a warmonger. " You and I know there is more to war than just meeting on a battlefield and trading lines of fire. You have to feed, and transport, and then there would be the wounded..." Anna trailed off, setting her plate down on the small table in front of them. Anna had no taste for war, nor for loss. Just losing one of the castles ducklings caused her great grief, she couldn't even began on what to do if ships full of corpses and wounded were coming back to Arendelle.
"Besides Elsa, our Army isnt even that big! Weaselton has more allies than we do, no one will come to help Arendelle in a time of war if we are already outnumbered four to one." Cried out Anna, gesturing out the window at Arendelle proper beyond the gates.
"Rapunzel will help." Said Elsa, looking out the window at the town below, the towns folk going about their usual routines.
"Rapunzel." Anna said flatly, tilting her head down and looking at Elsa from over her nose. "Rapunzel, our other magically imbued cousin? That will go over well. Why don't we go ahead and bring her little gecko along as well. We can make him a general."
"Chameleon." Replied Elsa, looking at her sister fondly. "She has Chameleons, not geckos, Anna."
"Even with Rapunzel we still wouldn't have a Navy. Just how exactly do you plan on getting an entire army to and from where ever in the world you are going to send them. What are you going to do? Make them walk?" Anna spat out, throwing her hands into the hair and looking exasperated at her sister Elsa.
Elsa just smiled at her sister Anna, grasping the handle of the tea-pot.
"Maybe."