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Chapter One

At the royal salon, Anna seated Elsa in a royal salon chair. The floors were made of pearly white granite, the walls were a pastel mauve.

"I don't remember this room," Elsa thought out loud.

"It was a new addition to the palace! We thought that the people would like it," Anna exclaimed excitedly. "I can't wait to show you around the new parts of the palace!" They soon stopped by a metallic gray seat next to a mirror. "We're going to take that nasty dye out of your hair. Have a seat."

Elsa eyed the wooden chairs worriedly, expecting them to be rock hard. She sighed softly to herself, and sat down. They were surprisingly comfortable and well cushioned. While Anna called out for the servants, Elsa surveyed the area. The palace changed so much since she was gone. She could barely recognize it anymore. At least it still had that reassuring, cozy, home style feel to it.

The servants of the palace came in and curtsied to Elsa, who nodded in acknowledgment.

"Hello and welcome back, Princess Elsa. Princess Anna told me that you wanted to get rid of your dye," a small blonde servant informed.

"Yes, please and thank you." She responded as politely as possible.

"We'll do that, but first, can you tell me what your original hair color was?" Another servant with long, wavy auburn hair. She started wetting Elsa's hair slightly, making it damp.

"Blonde. Platinum blonde." Elsa smiled to them.

"Ah, yes, I can recall." The eldest of the servants said. Her wise eyes glowed with recognition, making them look younger for a second.

The auburn haired servant, a person with a happy, bubbly personality, slathered some cream all over her hands.

"What are you putting on me?" Elsa asked out of curiosity.

"Crushed Vitamin C. It'll get all that clumpy hair dye out, while keeping your actual hair nice and healthy!"

"Thank you very much for taking the time to do this."

The servant nodded cheerfully, and proceeded to spreading the cream in Elsa's hair.

Elsa, having noticed that she was slouching into the velvety chair, bolted upright, scolding herself mentally for forgetting about her manners.

"Princess? Why are you so tense? This is a salon, you should rest!"

Elsa hesitantly leaned back on her chair. She was still worried about Anders. She stood up abruptly. She had to get back to Vandavia.

"Princess Elsa! Please sit down, it's okay to relax. We are happy to clean the dye out of your hair. Please do not act like that, we are here to help you." The servants tried to convince her to return to her seat, only to realize that their efforts to get her to sit back down was the same as telling a brick wall to turn into a portal; Elsa wasn't going to give in to their words. The eldest of the servants, who remembered her hair color, knew that something was wrong. She knew Princess Elsa for long enough to tell when the princess had something on her mind.

"What's wrong, dear?" The elderly servant asked her. "What's going on?"

Elsa shook her head, not wanting to tell the eldest lady about her problems. "It's nothing of your concern." Elsa assured the lady, waving her hand as if erasing her problems and forcing a smile onto her face. She sat back down in her chair to show that everything was just fine. The lady still didn't look convinced, confusement clouding her emerald green eyes. Her eyes are like Bryce's. Elsa thought bitterly.

"If you say so, Princess Elsa." The eldest nodded to her. The other servants seemed satisfied enough. The smallest of the servants ran out of the room, seemingly in a hurry for something.

"Is there any way to make my hair longer?" Elsa pondered out loud. She missed her long hair.

"Yes, actually, but we don't have much of the concoction." The lady with the auburn hair informed Elsa.

"It's actually good that we don't have that much of it." The eldest cut in the conversation. "If you use more than enough, things could get crazy."

"What do you mean?" Elsa asked.

"You're hair would continuously grow until we find a reversing mixture, which we haven't found quite yet," said the eldest lady.

"Merelda, don't scare her!" The auburn haired lady whispered harshly to the eldest lady.

"Carolle, I am just telling her what's true." Merelda responded calmly in a low tone.

Their voices dropped even lower until they were barely audible. Elsa could only hear snippets of their conversation while they busily worked on Elsa's hair.

After a few minutes, the smallest of the servants came rushing back into the salon. She was holding onto a small, sparkly, blue box.

"Olivia! Why did you bring that in?" Merelda stopped working on Elsa's hair. She stood in front of the servant, looking as if she was trying to hide the box.

The servant blushed slightly and murmured, "Sorry."

"What's going on?" Elsa peered over her shoulder.

"Princess Elsa, you may relax. I'm almost done with removing the hair dye." Carolle blocked Elsa's view with her body. "There, all done. So, how does it look? You like?"

Carolle placed a mirror in front of Elsa's face. Elsa's hand immediately covered her mouth in shock. She couldn't believe it was actually herself.

"Thank you, oh, this is wonderful!" Elsa smiled. She observed the platinum blonde waves swooping down from her head.

"My honor, Princess Elsa." Carolle curtsied. "Princess, may I ask a question?"

"Yes, you may."

"Why do you wear those gloves?" Carolle's eyes traveled down to Elsa's hands.

"Oh… my hand just get really cold." Her words felt lame on her tongue, but Carolle didn't question her anymore.

The young servant still had the blue box in her hands. Merelda was absent from the room, probably to get something - Elsa didn't think much of it. The young servant walked towards Elsa to get a closer look at her.

"Princess, please stay still." Olivia cheerily said, bouncing her way to Elsa. Elsa spotted a loosed cord in Olivia's path. Elsa heard a yelp of surprise come from Olivia's mouth as she fell forward, the box slipping from her hand. Time seemed to instantly slow down. The lid from the box fell off and the powder, blue just like the box it was in, swirled all over the room. The servants nearby gasped and desperately tried to stop the powder from getting to the princess. Elsa stood up in her chair in alarm. What is this powder, and why are they so worried about it? Elsa wondered.

"Princess Elsa, please cover your head!" Carolle screamed, hands reaching towards Elsa's scalp.

"Hurry, Princess!" Another one cried out.

"What are you guys doing? It's just powder!" Elsa exclaimed, absent-mindedly flinging Carolle's hands from her.

The powder sprinkled Elsa's platinum blonde hair. The servants stopped panicking, but their eyes widened. Elsa started to feel a slight tingling at her scalp. The tingling sensation grew more and more until she felt as if somebody were tickling the top of her head. Elsa let out a few giggles quietly to herself as the tickles grew more intense. After a few minutes she was laughing her heart out, and couldn't stop giggling. Everything grew quiet, and shortly, the only sound was Elsa's laughter as the blue powder flew through the air. Then Elsa heard the door creak open. She turned her attention towards it, watching Merelda hesitantly peek through. In the blink of an eye, she was gone. Elsa thought she could hear footsteps rapidly running through the castle halls. Elsa could feel the tickling soon wear off. She stopped laughing, gradually noticing the commotion in the castle. There was a loud murmur spreading throughout the servants.

"Elsa…" Carolle whispered fearfully. She pointed towards Elsa's hair, platinum blonde locks quickly growing, growing, until her hair was down to her elbows. Elsa's heart skipped a beat.

"Was…" Elsa gulped. "Was that the hair concoction…?" Elsa bit her lip, already knowing the answer.

"Olivia!" screamed Merelda. She came bursting through the door, followed by five other people, including the queen.

Elsa could hear Olivia gulp.

"Olivia, come here." The queen raised her voice, though there was no noise for her voice to be heard over. All eyes were now on Olivia. "Olivia, I command you to walk over here." The queen ordered. Elsa could hear anger masked behind her calmness. Olivia wasn't moving. Elsa could see sweat drip from her forehead, she could see her knees buckle and her fists clench. "Olivia!"

"Yes?" Olivia's voice was no more than a breath.

"Come over here." Elsa knew that the queen wasn't going to move from where she was. Olivia still wouldn't budge. "Olivia!"

Elsa saw one of the servants give Olivia a little push towards the queen. Hesitantly and slowly, Elsa watched as Olivia inched forward, her face pale. After what seemed like forever, Olivia and Elsa's mother were face to face.

"Olivia," The queen's eyes were clouded in frustration. "You should know that you have created a huge amount of trouble." The queen talked to her as if she was a little child.

Elsa felt her hair. She furrowed her eyebrows in pity for Olivia. She suddenly felt angry.

"You shall be banished from this kingdom, Olivia Freeman!" the queen's voice bellowed.

"No, mother," Elsa confirmed. "It's not her fault. I saw the loose cord but I didn't tell her. It's my fault. Why do we even have that box in the castle?"

Olivia's expression said thank-you.

"Elsa, erm…" Her mother stuttered. "Elsa, go to your room. I'll come and talk to you later." Her gaze was still locked on Olivia.

Elsa walked through the halls, her hair growing at an alarmingly fast rate. Maybe I have a spell in my spellbook… Elsa reassured herself. Then her confidence suddenly dispersed. My… my spellbook… it's still in Vandavia! Elsa shook her head in utter defeat. She couldn't go back to Vandavia, the people will burn her at stake. She would never be able to meet Anders again, never be able to resurrect Bryce. She would probably be forced to marry some idiot that she didn't even like.

Elsa stood up hesitantly and walked over to the huge mirror hanging onto her white wall. Elsa couldn't help notice that her hair was already past her feet now. I better cut it before this gets out of hand. Elsa walked over to the drawer in her room, digging past the mounds and mounds of gowns inside of it. Finally, at the bottom, she found a pair of big, shiny scissors. Elsa grabbed them and sat again in front of her mirror.

Elsa lifted a section of her hair and edged her hand up to shoulder length. She snipped it away, letting the hair fall limply to the ground. There was excess blue powder that was still floating around. Elsa swatted them away as if they were pesky flies.

There was a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" Elsa called.

"It's me, Anna. I've heard about what happened."

"Come in," Elsa responded. Her bedroom door creaked open, and Elsa watched Anna walk into her room and sit onto her bed.

"Hey," Anna glanced at the scissors in Elsa's hand. "Why do you have scissors?"

"I'm just trying to…" Elsa cut off another strand of hair and let it fall to the ground, blue powder dusting it. "...cut this hair."

"It'll just keep growing anyways."

"I know, but it won't be as long later if I cut it now." Elsa snipped another part of her hair, and when it swooped to the ground, it unsettled the blue dust around it.

"Oh, nice logic." Anna smiled. "So, where were you all this time? All of these years?"

"Anna, that's a very, very long story. You won't believe anything I tell you."

"I've got time. Dinner isn't until eight o'clock." Anna said casually. Eight o'clock? Bryce and I usually have dinner at six thirty. Elsa sniffed at the memories. Elsa glanced at the clock. Exactly five-thirty.

"Okay, well here goes…" Elsa took a deep breath. "After I ran away, all of those years ago… an old man found me. He took me into this kingdom, a kingdom named Vandavia. Everybody thought that I was the lost princess. But there was a strange thief going around the castle. He stole my book, and I had no idea who it was. A demon of some sort, I suppose. So I ran away from the palace late at night, so nobody would see me, and came across a little shack. Well, it was really a store, owned by…" Elsa looked at the ceiling. "a man named Bryce. We became best friends, he was like a father to me. I went on to meet a man named Anders, and a horrible thing named Walter. And then, I-I found the demon. He had my book, and my book is very dangerous…" Elsa's voice trailed off and she glanced at Anna. Her eyes were shut, and she appeared to be breathing slowly. She was sleeping. Elsa didn't realize how much time had passed between the two of them. I guess she wasn't all that interested after all. Elsa thought to herself, continuing to snip off her hair. Elsa was careful that she didn't wake Anna up, not until dinner time. Elsa looked up at the grandfather clock in the corner of her room. It was already 8:00.

Elsa slowly stood up, lying Anna's head on her bed. Elsa couldn't help but notice a platinum blonde streak in Anna's hair, and with a sickening realization, Elsa recalled that she was responsible for it. Elsa stared down at her gloved hands as she remembered why she ran away in the first place. She could hurt people. She already has hurt people. Bryce, Walter, Anna… She didn't want to add on to that list. There was a knock at her door.

"Who is it?" Elsa softly called, not trying to wake Anna up.

"It's dinner time, Elsa. Is Anna in there?" A voice called back. Elsa walked over to the door and cracked it open.

"Yeah, but she's asleep." Elsa opened the door wider. The person on the other side of the door was her mother, the queen. "Should I wake her up?"

"No, let her sleep for a couple of more minutes. I'll be downstairs at the dinner table." And with that, the queen left.

The queen turned back again, poking her head through the door. "Please, Elsa, put your hair in a bun. At least try to look normal." The queen sighed and left once again. Elsa walked back over to her drawer, quickly finding a hair tie. Elsa casually felt the back of her hair, realizing that her hair has grown more since she had cut it. Elsa quickly fixed up a bun and sat at the foot of her bed, waiting for Anna to awake.

"Is she gone?" Elsa heard a whisper. It was Anna.

"Is who gone?"

"Mother. Did she leave?" Anna peeked an eye open.

"Yes, why? Did you just wake up?"

"No, I just didn't want to eat dinner yet." There was a mischievous twinkle in her blue eyes.

"Is there any reason for that?"

"Of course! Mother's cooking is terrible. I don't see why she won't get the chef's to cook for us."

"Um, okay." Elsa wasn't quite sure how to respond. "So, you never eat dinner?"

"Not necessarily." Anna stood up from the bed.

"Well, if you would pardon me, I am going to eat with my family." Elsa turned and started to walk out of the door. Family, The word echoed in her head. I haven't been able to call anything my family for so long. Besides Bryce, but he's gone now. Gone forever.

"Why don't you stay and play with me?" Anna whined, grabbing Elsa's arm.

"Why don't you come and eat dinner with your family?" Elsa shot back.

Anna rolled her eyes at Elsa, "Haven't I already explained this?"

"Fine, I'll suppose I'll stay. What do you want to do?"

"Do you want to build a snowman?" Anna squeaked in excitement. She was grinning ear to ear.

Elsa's eyes widened. "I'm not sure if it's even snowing."

"Look outside the window!" Anna pointed outside. Sure enough, white fluffy flakes were falling from the sky, dusting the ground in white. It reminded Elsa of fine, all-purpose flour.

"I-I, I'd love to, but…" Elsa stared at her hands once more, thinking of what they were capable of.

"But what?" Anna cocked her head.

"It's nothing, Anna. I'll build a snowman with you."

"Yay!" Anna clapped like a giddy child.

"But just one." Elsa folded her gloved hands and proceeded to walk out of her bedroom door. Right before they reached the steps, a strange scent drifted up Elsa's nose.

"I told you that mother's cooking stinks… Literally!" Anna said, seeing Elsa's nose scrunch up. Anna herself started to wave a hand in front of her nose in attempt to ward off the stench.

They headed downstairs and started more the entrance, but then a familiar voice called for them.

"Princess Elsa! Princess Anna!" Merelda's sweet voice entered their ears. "Please come join us for dinner." Elsa could hear Anna groan after Merelda's words.

"Come on, let's go," Elsa said, pulling Anna's arm.

Anna pulled away from her sister's grip and trudged slowly after Elsa. "I'm not a baby, I can walk without your assistance!" Anna complained.

"Princesses! You are eating dinner with us tonight." Merelda called. "I have some very important news."

Elsa and Anna exchanged glances. "Good news, or bad news?" Anna asked.

"Mmm, a little bit of both. Sit down and you'll find out." Merelda pulled out two chairs from the enormous dining table.

"Where is mother?" Elsa asked, looking around the room.

"Her location doesn't matter as of now, dear. Sit down." Merelda's voice became gradually more and more demanding. Elsa, not wanting to upset Merelda, quickly sat down in the chairs. Anna, on the other hand, wouldn't move.

"Anna! Sit down." Elsa whispered harshly to Anna, but she just shook her head.

"I am not going to eat that nasty food!" Anna declared, louder than expected. Merelda gave her the evil eye.

"It's not nasty!" Merelda shot back.

"I can't even tell what that.. I don't even know what it is!" Anna pointed to a plate with lasagna that look perfectly fine to Elsa.

"Anna, are you blind?" Elsa sighed. "Sit down and stop complaining! You're lucky to even live in this big place, with everything you need!" Elsa's mind briefly flashed back to Bryce's shop and how they worked so hard just to keep his business running.

"Anna, Elsa!" A loud but elegant voice called. Elsa looked around for the source of the voice. "I have something for you guys!"

"Hello, Queen!" Merelda stopped what she was doing and curtsied. Elsa could hear footsteps all of a sudden, and out of the shadows came Elsa's mother.

"What do you have for us, mother?" Anna skipped over to the Queen's side.

"It's a surprise. You have to eat your dinner first if you want to know what it is."

Anna slumped her shoulders and looked disappointedly at her mother. "Mooom!" Anna whined.

"Princess Anna, you heard your mother. Now please do sit down and eat!" Merelda sternly said.

"Anna, sit down!" Elsa whispered to Anna and gave her a little nudge. "Don't you get started up and make Mother mad!"

"Now, it's time to eat, my little princesses!" The queen picked up her knife and fork daintily. She smiled excitedly at Elsa. "Just wait until you try out my food! It's delicious!"

Anna groaned. "Mom…"

"No, no, no. A princess will not complain about her mother's food!" The queen half-glared, half-smiled at Anna.

Anna smiled, happy that her mother had guessed wrong. "Actually, I was going to say that me and Elsa aren't "little" princesses anymore! We're quite grown-up now! Elsa's old enough to be queen."

The queen thought for a moment. "You're right." She sighed. "My daughters are growing up so quickly, and I'm getting so old now. I have a head full of white hair." She looked so sad, that Elsa wanted to hug her.

Elsa quickly butted in. "Well, Mother, you've had a great life, so I wouldn't be sad if I were you!"

The queen smiled at Elsa. "Look who's giving the advice now!" She joked. Elsa smiled back at her mother.

Anna interrupted their little 'mother and daughter moment'. "Can I see the surprise, now?" She said, bouncing up and down in her seat.

The queen shook her head. "You didn't eat anything yet!"

Anna slumped back in her seat. She made a grumpy face and went back to staring at her food.

"Elsa, take off your gloves, sweetie pie. It's not polite for dinner." Merelda reached over the table to tap Elsa's hands.

"Um, of course, of course." Elsa felt her blood run cold, scared of showing her ice powers to Merelda and Anna, who didn't know about them.

"Oh, Merelda, give the soon-to-be-queen some space. Let her wear her gloves." The Queen chipped in, giving Elsa a knowing glance. Merelda gave a reluctant, "Hmph," and went back to eating her lasagna.

Elsa decided to try some of the lasagna. She took one bite and forced a polite smile.

"Do you like my cooking, Elsa?" The Queen asked in a syrupy tone.

"Mmhmm," Elsa mumbled, feeling as if she were choking on the horrible taste. "It's great!" she lied.

"I'm glad you like it. Lasagna is one of my specialties, you know!" The queen looked overjoyed that Elsa 'liked' her lasagna. Elsa shoved down a few more painful mouthfuls just to be polite, then pushed her plate aside. Elsa glanced at Anna, who hadn't eaten a single thing so far.

"Anna, eat so that we can see the surprise!" Elsa whispered urgently to Anna.

"But I can't eat it! It smells disgusting, looks disgusting, and it is disgusting!" Anna whispered back.

"Yeah, but-" Elsa was cut off by the Queen.

"Girls, may I ask what you are talking about?" The Queen interrupted.

"Oh, nothing," Elsa responded, quickly stitching up a lie. "Anna and I were just talking about how to fix my hair."

"Not to worry about that, dearies!" Merelda sang from the other side of the table. "I've organized a group to go search for the potion. I have a pretty good idea where it is."

"And where would it be?" Elsa raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, hmm, I wouldn't suppose you'd remember the place." Said Merelda. Elsa could tell she was choosing her words wisely.

"You can still tell her, right?" Anna jumped into the conversation.

"After dinner, princess." Merelda addressed. She smiled and went back to eating her lasagna.

"Anna, please just eat one bite, it would be enough." Elsa mumbled to Anna. Hesitantly, Anna stabbed a fork into the lasagna. It jiggled.

"Here goes," Anna sighed and opened her mouth, the lasagna coming closer and closer to it. Finally, Anna started to chew the lasagna. At first she chewed slowly, but then her chewing grew faster. "Whoa, Elsa…" Anna whispered, food still in her mouth. Anna's eyes were wide open as if she had just seen something horrifying. "It's- Elsa, this it delicious!"

"What do you mean? You said that it smelled horrible to you!"

"I guess smell can be misleading." Anna said as she shoveled another forkful of lasagna into her mouth.

Elsa just sat and watched Anna in awe, mouth agape. How- what- huh?

The Queen clapped her hands in delight. "I told you so, Anna!" She grinned.

After just a few minutes, Anna's plate was clean. "Now can I see the surprise?"

"Yes. It's for both of you." The Queen reached under the table and pulled out two light pink colored boxes, tied with a baby blue colored ribbon.

Anna eagerly snatched the box, tore the ribbon, and threw the lid of the box. She gasped. Many pieces of milk chocolate were in that box ready to be eaten. "I just want to stuff some chocolate in my fa-a-ace!" sang Anna, while literally stuffing the chocolate in her face.

Elsa on the other hand, waited for the box to be given to her. On the outside, Elsa was trying to stay calm and proper, but on the inside she was feeling just like Anna. When she opened the lid, she screeched inwardly with joy. Elsa couldn't help but smile.

"Thanks, mother." Elsa took a piece of chocolate and bit into it, feeling a smooth sensation in her mouth. The rich caramel came swooping from it's chocolatey shell. There was a light, crispy crunch of an almond in the center of the gooey caramel, which was warm as it sweeped on her tongue. Inside of Elsa's mouth, it gave her a cozy feeling. The actual chocolate was crisp as autumn air, making a crunching sound like stepping on fallen leaves whenever she bit into the shell. The caramel mellowed out the sharpness of the actual chocolate. Elsa tasted the vanilla drizzling on top, creamy and sugary. Elsa closed her eyes and took in the scent, the flavor, the refreshing feeling of chocolate. Elsa hadn't had chocolate in so long. Finally, the it melted inside of Elsa's mouth.

Elsa glanced over at Anna, who had already ate the twenty pieces of chocolate that was in that box. Her mouth was full and looked like she was in her dreamland.

"Mmm, chocolate…" Anna mumbled. Her voice was barely audible, for the chocolates were still stuffed in her mouth. Anna's mouth and cheeks were covered in melted chocolate streaks, her eyes half-closed in delight.

Elsa closed the lid of her box, promising herself to eat only one a day, so that she can taste a little bit of happiness each day. She looked up to thank her mother but she was no where to be found, and Merelda was gone as well. Anna seemed to notice this.

"Where orth they? I thought they werth going to thell us where they shent tha searth tharthy!" Anna sounded alarmed, but it was hard to take her seriously with all of the chocolate in her mouth.

"Now I guess we'll never find out where they sent the search party." Elsa sighed, trying not to giggle at Anna's chocolate-y face.

There was loud banging on the castle doors. Anna and Elsa exchanged glances. Elsa walked to a nearby window and peeked outside, sighing in relief when she saw that it was only the palace guards. Elsa opened the door and they all bowed down in respect.

"You may rise." Elsa nodded.

"Princess Elsa, may I speak to Merelda?" asked the leader.

"Of course, of course, come in."

"Thank you."

Elsa went to go search for Merelda, finding her in Elsa's room. Merelda was packing a few of Elsa's dresses and cloaks. Elsa knocked on the door and Merelda turned around.

"Oh! Princess Elsa, I was getting things ready for your trip."

"A guard wants to see you, Merelda." Elsa wanted to ask her about the trip but held her tongue.

Merelda looked like she was done packing. She took the sack of clothes with her as she went to see the guards. Elsa followed Merelda to the guards.

The leader stood up and said, "Merelda, we have found the trolls and they do have a cure for the hair. My advice is that we leave as soon as possible."

Elsa had forgotten about her hair. Her perfect bun was already sagging to her waist. Merelda nodded in agreement and turned to Elsa. She handed the sack to Elsa and said, "Princess Elsa, this is the search party. You're going to travel with them to find the cure to your little hair problem."

"Travel? Oh, I don't think I'm fit for traveling." Elsa was worried about the Vandavian people finding her out in the open.

"Nonsense, Elsa. You're as fit as ever." Merelda patted Elsa's back, edging her towards the guards. "Let me introduce you to each other." Merelda pointed to a very tall and thin guard. "This is Sir William." Then she pointed to another guard with shaggy blonde hair. "This is Marvin," Merelda turned her gaze to a guard with an enormous, protruding nose. "That there is Carson, and that ginger right next to him is Paul." Finally, Merelda smiled at a short and stout guard. "Last but not least, this is Ollie."

All of the guards then bowed down in front of Elsa.

"So, you said it was best to leave as soon as possible?" Merelda asked the guards.

"Yes, right away. Their resources appear very scarce." William responded.

"Okay, let me finish packing Anna's things and then you can be off."

"What? Why do I have to go with them?" Anna protested.

" Princess Anna, please do as you're told." Merelda replied sternly. "Here, Princess Elsa," She handed Elsa the bag of her belongings.

After Merelda finished packing Anna's bag, the guards helped the princess on the royal horse chariot, and leading the way out of the palace and into the frontier.

The guards walked on both sides of the royal horse carriage, escorting Elsa and Anna and guarding them.

Elsa sighed, knowing that if the people from Vandavia found her, she would be burned at stake. Anna heard her sigh and turned around to look at her sister.

"So… What's up?" Anna asked casually. She knew that something was bothering Elsa but she wasn't the kind of person that would be all caring, like mother.

Elsa ignored her sister's question, instead she turned to Ollie and asked, "Where are we going? "

"To the trolls, princess!" He piped up.

"I know that," Elsa waved her hand knowingly. "But which direction are we going in?"

"We are heading east." Marvin confirmed.

Elsa sighed, relief washing over her. She had remembered Vandavia was in the west from one of her books. Thinking of books, Elsa remembered her spell book that was still in Vandavia. Her heart ached for it. She shook that bad feeling away and started looking on the bright side. At least the people from Vandavia can't catch me. She smiled to herself, glad that she won't be killed.

Just then, Merelda walked back inside of the room, holding a green bag. It probably had Anna's belongings in it. Merelda leaned into the royal horse chariot and handed Anna the bag.

"Thanks," Anna smiled, but Elsa could tell it was forced.

"No problem." Merelda handed Elsa a yellow tin box. "Food and water."

"Thank you. I look forward to seeing you soon!" Elsa bowed her head.

"Goodbye, dearest ones! Guards, you may leave now. I wish you luck!" Merelda blew a kiss towards them as they rode away for their trip.

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