CHAPTER 1.

KING DIDJEY DISANTALES.

It was noon. Sun was shining and so were the people of kingdom of Lancelot. It was unsurprising, actually. After all, the whole kingdom was celebrating one wonderful occasion-King Didjey Disantales'anniversary. Not just any anniversary, but royal one. Exactly 20 years ago, Didjey became a king. Those times were troubling and it was no longer like that. People lived happy lives in Lancelot and there was no one who wanted Disantales gone. Except maybe the king himself.

Getting up was not King's favourite duty. Only one thing he hated more than that-signing various documents that seemed endless. Today was no exception. Didjey just wanted to sleep for a whole day but he couldn't. Despite being a King, he did have such a luxury called holidays-something other royalties couldn't afford. Unfortunately, this year was becoming the most hectic one. After all, Lancelot were finally ready to start trade with other kingdoms. For 20 years Lancelot was closed for trade and even passenger ships. That was necessary in the eyes of Disantales and his Council never disobeyed his orders. "I guess I have another luxury others do not have-obedient Council"-he thought,while brushing his teeth. He grinned. That was true. Council consisted of those who obeyed and listened to King. Every member respected him and he was happy with that. After getting ready, he decided to start earlier with all paperork. So, after skipping breakfast, much to his personal advisor and servant's disappointment, he got on with documents and letters.

Few hours later, when it was time for lunch, his advisor Gaspar silently knocked to enter king's chambers. When a familiar silence greeted him, he knew that he is allowed to enter. Seeing King with all these documents made servat feel depressed. Gaspar knew King when he was born, and he never got tired of him. He loved him like father loves son. Didjey was unfortunate never to fully remember his parents. Gaspar was afraid it would make his heart cold and cruel, but it did not. Thirteen years ago, though, everything changed. There was always sad smile on his face that he could hide only when in public. Gaspar winced when he thought of the number. Thirteen was the number that scarred King Didjey Disantales' life and only 2 people knew about everything. Gaspar sighed, but then an idea flashed through his head.

-Sir!- yelled Gaspar with a grin. Didjey jumped like a cat and was hanging on a chandelier, breathing heavily. When he saw Gaspar, he laughed and fell down on his feet.

-Gaspar! I know that I was a little bit distracted to hear you enter, but...-his voice trailed off when he saw advisor looking at him with a glare.

-Emm, what I meant to say I was distracte not much, but...-and again he saw that scary glare.

-Alright, alright-king smiled-I was distracted a lot! Happy now, Gaspar?

-I am, Your Majesty

-Oh, come on! You are like a father to me Gaspar! No need to adress me formally. Plus,-he added with a wink-since you scare a king to make him jump like a crazy cat, then I think you can call him Didjey.

-Anyway sir,there is a letter from someone.

-From who? King I-want-to-struck-trade-agreement? Or Duke We-should-make-an-alliance? Because I get these messages like, hundred times a day. How many kingdoms are there in the orld, anyway? Because, by the look of things, every kingdom in the world sends me a letter daily-Didjey smirked.

-No, Didjey. It is from Hans.

Didjey nearly choked. "What? Hans? Give it to me!". He got to Gaspar like a flash, grabbed letter from his hand, and returned, all in space of a second. Gaspar looked amused.

-Okay, sir, I shall leave you and the letter alone.

With these words Royal Advisor put tray of food on a small table and left. King didn't even wait for the door to be closed when he ripped off the envelope. Then he started reading letter out loud.

Dear Didjey,

I am sorry for writing not in formal way, but unfortunately I don't have time for this. I am in Arendelle now. If you didn't know, Princess Elsa is having a coronation and I came on behalf of Southern Isles. I know that you may be busy with you dutie but you MUST come to Arendelle. It is very important and urgent situation. I don't know WHEN you come or even IF you come, but some bad and strange things are happening here. I am trying to control the storm, but I need your help. YOU absolutely MUST come here because I cannot handle it alone. I hope that you will agree to take some time off to visit Arendelle, because it needs you. I needd you. Help me out please!

Prince Hans of the Southern Isles.

Disantales winced. There was something wrong. Hans needed help. And King was afraid to think that it was HER powers. He really hoped he was wrong, but he knew that it is unlikely. He was never wrong,and if his sixth sense was telling it was Queen Elsa's work, then it was true. He shuddered. He hated cold, ice and winter. He loved summer, beaches sun. "Like Anna"-he thought. Thinking of Anna made him feel easier. She was so energetic the last time he saw her. He always loved her and was ready to protect her from anything or anyone. Elsa, meanwhile, surely grew up since the incident. He was afraid he would have to do something very scandalous. Still, he had to go.

So, when Disantales called out Gaspar and told him his brilliant and risky plan, the servant thought that it was vital to go and started preparations. Meanwhile, King was deep in thoughts. He had to find a valid reason to visit Arendelle. No doubt, his Council would allow him to go even without it, since they believed it was for the best. Still, Didjey didn't want to look inappropriate in front of others, so he decided to think about possible solutions. Then an idea sprang to his mind. Trade agreements were still due to be signed, and one of the members of Council had to travel to other kingdoms to sign these deals. Didjey Disantales decided that he should travel to other lands as the only remaining royalty of Lancelot.

When King told others about his plan, everyone was happy. Lancelot was one of the most industrial and rich kingdoms on the whole continent, but trde agreements or even alliances wouldn't hurt. So, when the King announced on his anniversary party about his intentions towards closed doors policy, everyone was happy and started to get ready to strike the deals. Every Council member had to choose one kingdom and write a report regarding possible agreement. All of them were ready and King's plan was approved unanimously. He was good to go.

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Few days later King was ready to leave Lancelot. Many citizens across whole kingdom came to see this grand event-King's departure. It wasn't, of course, his first one, but definitely the first for trade purposes. Everyone knew that and hoped that their wondeful King would do impossible again. After all, it was Didjey Disantales who made this kingdom prosper. From a small village, D.D. made Lancelot one of the biggest kingdoms in Europe. It was definitely the most mysterious one, since many heard of it, but not many visited it. So now, every man, woman and child were waving their goodbyes to the King, in hope of something good.

Only if they knew what really would happen half a year later...