Hey it's Coat-Rack96 again! Thanks for making it all the way to the first (technically second) chapter. Sorry if this is boring, I'll try to make it interesting. There will be several chapters before we actually reach Arendelle, so sorry about that. I will be giving the definitions of certain parts of a ship if the readers need it, because I go in-depth with the descriptions.

Waves gently rocked the RSS Boreas back and forth in the harbor. Her commanding officer, Vice Admiral Nels Erakson, sat in his cabin. He was extremely young for an officer, only twenty, and very handsome. He had platinum blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and pale skin, and often heard women comparing his looks to those of Alexander the Great. What would they know, he thought. He died two thousand years ago. They've only seen statues of him. Still, the resemblance to the dead king was uncanny, and he received almost ten requests a day from nobles trying to marry their daughters to him. He sighed and glanced at a letter he had been given three days before when the Boreas had docked at Jorgenhale.

From the Grand Prince Alexander of Sitnalta,

V. Adm. N. Erakson

You have been requested to escort His Highness Grand Prince Alexander of Sitnalta, as well as the rest of the Sitnaltan envoy, to the kingdom of Arendelle to celebrate the coronation of their Queen, Crown Princess Elsa, on the Fifth of June. The Royal Sitnaltan Ship Boreas is to set course for the capital city of Victoria. It's current duties of patrolling the Northern Seas against the growing Gallic threat shall be given to the Royal Sitnaltan Ship Aurora. The RSS Boreas will be re-stocked with provisions upon your arrival in Victoria. Your passengers shall arrive at the wharfs on May the Twenty-Eighth. Be prepared to set sail for Arendelle by May the Twenty-Ninth.

Nels set the letter down and sighed. His crew wasn't happy about the assignment. They were Royal Sitnaltan Navy, the best in the world. Nobody else even came close to matching their skills before the mast. Not to mention the rivalry between the crews of the Boreas and the Aurora. The two men-o-war were commissioned to be built as twin ship, and the crews strove to out-perform the other. He stood up and put on a dark blue long coat, which stood out against his white shirt and light blue waistcoat (vest). He tucked his trousers into a pair of knee-length riding boots.

The admiral gave the letter one last look-over before putting on his hat, a pointed tricorn with large white plumes, and striding out onto the weather deck. His passengers would be arriving soon.