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CHAPTER THREE

Elsa watched Ollie. He was crouched in the corner of the chariot, rocking back and forth. "I'm okay, don't worry, I'm okay, don't worry," The words were tumbling out of his mouth over and over again. Elsa would never be able to get them out of her head. His knees were up to his chests and his arms wrapped around his legs. His eyes widened and he suddenly began to rock rapidly. Ollie's breathing went from normal to faster. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. Faster and faster it went until Elsa couldn't keep up anymore.

"Help!" Elsa yelped. Marvin walked over to where Elsa was.

"Help with what?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It's Ollie. His breathing is so fast, I don't think it's even humanly possible to go that fast. Something is wrong."

"Elsa, I just think that Ollie is shocked."

"No, but he keeps on repeating those words. It isn't just shock, Marvin. I think the trolls should check him out once we get there."

"Princess Elsa, this is between you and me, but I don't trust those trolls. They can't be as smart, let alone smarter, than humans."

Elsa glared at him, remembering when her mother took her to the trolls. "They are the smartest beings I've ever known!" She raised her voice. The trolls had helped her mother. If the queen trusted the trolls, then why didn't Marvin?

"Is everything okay back there?" Sir William interrupted.

"No, we have to stop the chariot." Elsa called. Marvin gave her a look, but she didn't mind.

Sir William groaned. "If we have to keep stopping the chariot, we will never make it there, your highness!"

"This is an emergency!"

Carson nudged Sir William, letting him know that he shouldn't argue with the future queen. Sir William heaved a sigh and nodded, "Very well, very well." He tugged on the horses reins, making the chariot stop. "Princess Elsa, what's the matter?" Sir William didn't look back at her, he just tightened his grip on the reins.

"Well, you see, Marvin-" Elsa began, but Marvin clasped a hand over her mouth.

"Between you and me." He whispered, looking at Elsa in the eye before removing his hand.

"I-I mean, Ollie is breathing very weirdly." Elsa said lamely, glancing at Marvin.

"Ollie?" Sir William now had his full attention on Elsa. "Is he doing anything else?"

"Yeah, um…" Elsa suddenly felt strange telling Sir William what was happening with Ollie when she didn't mean to talk about him in the first place. "Well he's repeating the same thing over and over. And he doesn't seem to be aware of his surroundings, he seems like he's in his own world."

Sir William's eyes widened. He turned back around and yelled "YA!" He whipped the horses and they ran as fast as the wind. Elsa felt as if her face was going to peel off right that second.

"Why," Carson started.

"Are," Paul followed.

"We," Marvin gasped.

"Going," Elsa yelled.

"So," Carson continued.

"Fa-a-ast?!" Anna stuttered.

"I'm okay, don't worry, I'm okay, don't worry," Came the whisper of Ollie. He seemed undisturbed by the alarming speed that the chariot was traveling.

Then everything slowed down.

Everyone had their mouths hanging wide open on their pale white faces, as if they saw something truly horrifying. Everyone except for Ollie, who was worriedly crouched in the corner, repeating "I'm okay, don't worry, I'm okay, don't worry,"

Elsa's heart was beating fast but it soon began syncing with the horses hoof beats. "Sir William!" She cried angrily.

"Princess Elsa?"

"What was all of that for?"

Instead of answering her question, he said "We are very close to the trolls now. Don't make a sound."

"What?" Elsa was becoming flustered with Sir William."Okay, so-" Elsa was cut of by Paul, who sternly looked her in the eye and placed a finger to his mouth.

"Hush, your highness." He whispered.

Elsa looked a taken aback but she stopped her talking anyway. Everyone stayed silent, hearing the urgent tone in Sir William's voice. But Elsa noticed something even stranger. Everyone was silent, even Ollie. He wasn't saying anything. He wasn't repeating words over and over again. He was just sitting there still rocking back and forth, breathing fast. Nobody but Elsa seemed to notice Ollie's new behavior. Even the horses were quiet.

Elsa peered outside of the window, taking in the mossy surroundings. There were lots of boulders scattering the ground, all over the place, ahead in front of the chariot.

"Let's go." Sir William breathed. Carson held the door for everyone. One by one the guards went out first, followed by the princesses. Once everyone but Ollie was out, Sir William leaned in and gathered Ollie in his arms, leading the way to the trolls. Elsa realized she didn't have her gloves on and quickly ran back to the chariot. On her way running back, she tripped on her hair which was already up to her ankles. She ignored the gash on her arm and soon slipped her gloves on. Elsa fixed her bun and ran back to the group. She tried stepping softly over the boulders, but one was too big and she fell on it. The boulder shook and soon there was a deep trembling from the earth. All the boulders began moving as if they were alive. Sir William turned around, seeing the commotion. The boulders rolled to his feet as he clutched Ollie. They rose. They, as in the so called boulders rose, revealing these creatures with misshapen noses. Trolls. Well, that's funny. I don't remember them being boulders. Elsa stared at the trolls and their funny noses as they examined Ollie, who was still staying quiet, not saying a thing.

"This one looks familiar," One of them with a flower crown observed Ollie.

"So does this one." Elsa met eyes with an elderly troll, frail, but with lively eyes. Elsa stifled a laugh at their adenoidal voices.

"Yes, I've been here before as a child. Pleased to meet you all again." Elsa began. "But we have a bit of a problem here. You see, my hair, it has been sprinkled with this powder. I don't know what the powder is called, but it's making my hair grow continuously."

"Powder, eh?" The elderly troll scratched its gray head. "What color was it?"

"Er, blue. Vibrant blue."

"Uaxityl…" The troll murmured to himself. "Yes, yes, we have the cure for that." He turned around and hobbled into a nearby tunnel, so small that not even Ollie could fit through. While the troll was gone, Elsa casually glanced around the area. She saw Sir William with Ollie by his side, talking to the flower-crowned troll.
A troll covered in mud suddenly rushed over. "They're coming! Run, hide! Save yourselves!" he yelled, breathless.

All of the trolls started scurrying about the clearing, some running into tunnels, some curling back into rocks.

"What's happening?" Elsa yelled over the noise.

"Hide!" She heard a harsh whisper. Elsa turned around to see a troll staring at her before diving down a tunnel. Then everything was quiet. All Elsa could hear was her own heartbeat, growing faster and faster each long second. Elsa didn't know what the trolls were hiding from, and Elsa didn't have anywhere to hide. She looked around to see the rest of the guards and Anna standing around looking just as confused as she was. Elsa then heard hooves trotting through the forest, along with men's defiant shouts traveling through the frostbitten air.

Elsa turned around to see muscular black horses dashing through the clearing. There were men riding on the top of them, armed with snipers and knives.

"Halt!" Elsa called, authority ringing in her voice. She was the princess, after all.

"Why should we?" One of the men called in a gruff voice, but they all slowed down anyway.

"I'm Princess Elsa of Arendelle."

"And I'm Princess Anna!" Anna squealed. Elsa glanced back at Anna, in a signal to let her do the talking.

"What is your business here?" Elsa turned towards the men and horses.

"Hunting, your majesty. We come from a kingdom in the south, Lilimond." Another man spoke up, seeming to be much more polite than the other.

"But why are you here when there is nothing to hunt?" Elsa pursed her lips, staring the hunters down.

"We heard noises coming from here. We thought there was prey, but I guess we have been mistaken, sorry for the misunderstanding." The polite man answered.

"Apology accepted." Elsa smiled. "You can be on your way now."

"Our honor, Princess Elsa of Arendelle." A third man thanked, smacking his horse twice. "Let's go, guys!" And with that, they were off once more, voices trailing off with each minute until there was no sound once again.

Long after they were gone, Elsa heard murmurs throughout the air. She saw the boulders unraveling to reveal trolls, she saw trolls peeking their heads out of the tunnels.

"Are… are they gone?" A troll spoke up after a long silence.

"Yes, they're gone. I don't know what you all are afraid of, though. They weren't looking to hunt you."

"They were… they took one of us before. They can take us again." Another troll said in a shaky voice.

The elderly troll waddled back from the tunnel with two tubes. A tube filled with pink liquid and a tube filled with blue powder which looked exactly like Uaxityl, the hair concoction. The troll blinked his old, but vibrant eyes at the sight of his silent trolls. "What did I miss?" he asked, knowing something was wrong.

"They came," one informed him.

His eyebrows furrowed with worry. "Did anyone get hurt, or taken?"

"Thankfully, no. Not this time."

"What? Why not?"

"Because of them." The troll's eyes gazed towards Elsa and the group. He stared at the group, but mostly Elsa.

Now everyone's attention was on Elsa. The elderly raised his eyebrow.

"Is this so?" He asked. Elsa nodded. "Thank you so much… how can we ever repay you?"

"No need." Elsa simply said, smiling. "But I would like it if you could fix my little hair problem."

"Yes, yes, of course." The elderly troll smiled, a new respect for Elsa gleaming in his eyes. He poured the blue powder into the pink liquid filled tube, shaking it up for a little until it started to fizz. He then edged closer to Elsa. "Sit down." He ordered. Elsa followed his directions, sitting down on the mossy ground. "Okay…" He murmured, drizzling the concoction on her scalp. At first it burned, but soon, a strange overwhelming sense of calmness washed over Elsa.

"That should do it!" The troll stood back. "Now you guys need to do your part. Just cut the hair, and then everything should be back to normal again.

"Thank you!" Elsa was very relieved.

"And for Ollie…" The flower-crowned troll stepped up. She was carrying a red potion. "He just needs a little." She said, handing the bottle to Sir William.

"Much appreciated." Sir William proceeded to drip some of it into Ollie's mouth. After a few long minutes, Ollie stopped rocking back and forth and looked around.

"What…? Where am I?" He asked, dazed.

"It doesn't matter now, Ollie. We're going home." Sir William started to walk towards the chariot. "Thank you, trolls. Goodbye!"

"Toodeloo!" They sang, all of them waving as the group headed for the royal horse chariot.

During the ride back to the castle, they passed by Ollie's brother's grave again. Ollie asked for another moment alone, so he could spend one last moment of peace with his brother. The last moment they'll probably ever share together.

"I'm okay as long as I can see Henry's star. I just want to be able to talk to him in person again." Ollie had said.

They had allowed him his time, later on renting a cabin to stay in for the night.

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