For the Guest reviewer: Thank you, for noticing that slight error in chapter 2. I didn't even realize it before you mentioned it. once again, thank you :)

Anyway, this is chapter 3!

It has been two weeks since the King and Queen has visited the Ice Spirit in hope that she could helped their unborn child, and Georg must admitted that his wife has noticeably healthier since then. She at least didn't need to be bedridden all day and could enjoy a little stroll in the garden once in a while.

"Georg,"

The King looked up from his paperwork to his wife who was sitting on the rocking chair near the fireplace. "Yes, beloved?"

"I think we should at the very least thank the Ice Spirit." Elaine stated, "She has helped Elsa."

The King sighed softly. "Elaine, I've told you, she has told me that she'll come when the time is right."

"It's been two weeks." The Queen insisted, "Don't you think we should visit her again in the valley? What if something happened to her until she couldn't come to us? What if she needs our help?"

The King stood up from his seat and approached his wife, kneeling in front of her and taking her hands in his. "She's a Spirit, beloved. I'm sure, as much as I know that she could appreciate your worries, she is capable enough of taking care of herself."

"His Majesty has a point."

Both royalties were startled as they turned to see the said girl already sitting cross-legged on the King's desk. She was still wearing the same white-and-blue dress the last time they met her at the valley. But she was bare feet, and there was one light blue streak in her white hair.

"I-Ice Spirit!" the King gasped in surprised, "I-it's great to see you here."

"Cut the formalities, Your Majesty." the girl said, jumping down from the desk. "I have no desire on that. It's just not me."

"B-but, back at the Valley-"

"It is required back there." She cut him, "But not now. I'm here to check on your wife's health. I see her getting better?"

"Yes… thank you." The Queen said, nodding as she stepped forward with a small polite smile on her face. "I don't know how to thank you enough."

"Just take care of your child. That's enough for me."

"I was wondering," Elaine said, taking the opportunity while the girl was present. "How could we find you, if we wanted to communicate with you? Where should we go?"

"I don't have any permanent residence, Your Majesty." the Ice Spirit replied, "Not in your reach anyway. I do live in the North Pole, but that is too far away for you. But if you really need me, you can use this." She waved her hand in the air, making a beautiful small whistle made entirely of ice and handed it to the Queen.

Elaine fought herself not to jump and dropped the gift from the girl. The whistle was extremely cold until she could barely felt her fingertips, but she gripped it close anyway. "Thank you… But what if it melts?"

"It won't." the girl replied, "Don't worry. It is made of my magic. Even if you tossed it into a blazing fire or even the sun itself, it won't change."

The King stepped forward, putting a hand on his wife's shoulder. "Thank you very much. You're very generous, Ice Spirit."

The girl nodded before looking out through the window, the moon was full and shone brightly. "I better go now. Take care, Your Majesties. And shall you need my help, just use the whistle." She pushed the glass door leading to the balcony open and stood by the railings.

"Wait!" the Queen called, making the girl turned back toward her. "What's your name?"

A small smile graced upon the girl's face and a faint flickered swam in her icy blue eyes. "Eira. You can call me Eira. Good bye for now, Elaine." And with that she jumped off from the balcony and disappeared…

*Eira means snow in Welsh and help/mercy in Norse