Chapter 4: Yeah?
Even with the howling wind and the ground slick with ice, it didn't stop individuals from pushing their way in to the coliseum. Many were shoving their way on just to capture a glimpse of the royalty and of course, the queen herself.
The first match was said to begin in an hour, so we hurriedly made our way towards the stables in order to keep Sven safe for the duration of the tournament.
When we approached, we found ourselves in front of a small man that looked about in his fifties. His face was fixed with a stern look.
"Whaddya want," he said with a gruff voice.
"We were just wonde-" Kristoff began but was rudely interrupted by the old man.
"Let me guess," he pointed at Kristoff. "You wanna keep the reindeer in the stables."
"Yes. How did you know?" He said sarcastically with an irritated look.
The short man's stern look suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a face full of pride. I suspected that he was pleased that Kristoff confirmed his suspicions.
"I knew it! I jus' knew it!" He began to jump with excitement like a little kid would do when getting a new toy. "That'll be 40 sonny." He said while extending his arm out.
"40?!"
I zoned out when they began bickering over the price. Thinking of possible ways to get food before entering the tournament, I couldn't help but to let my mind wander to a certain someone.
I wonder how she looks up close. Just by catching a glimpse once the other day, I could tell that she was the most ama-
"Anna, tell him." Kristoff glanced at me and waited for a response.
Being so deep in my thoughts, I had no idea what was going on, but I didn't have time to ponder because Kristoff had the bright idea of calling the geezer a crook.
"Whaddya call me boy?"
Before things escalated further, I stepped in between the two men and held my arms out.
"That's enough you two. Acting like little kids. You should be ashamed of yourselves." I scolded them a few more seconds and then turned to face the old man who had his usual stern face back in place. "Now, how does 30 sound sir?"
He scrunched his face up in concentration and then gave me his answer. "Fine," he mumbled. "Only cuz yer nicer than that mountain o'er there." He looked over at Kristoff and scoffed.
I told the big lug to step back and to let me take care of things. He hesitated at first, but put his hands up in defeat and complied.
After paying, I walked over to Sven and said my goodbye. I walked him over to the man and made sure the reindeer was safely inside the stables before walking away with Kristoff.
"Hey," I patted his back. "Sometimes you have to step back and breathe and actually be nice to people you doofus."
He sighed and looked over at me with a small smile gracing his face. "When did you grow up?"
I smiled and stretched my arms over my head. "A year is a lot of time you know."
Chuckling, he pulled me in for a hug. "Yeah, you're right."
"The first match is about to start and we haven't even signed up yet!"
"Don't you think I know that?"
"Well I don't know. Maybe we should ask the old man who you decided to argue with for fifteen minutes!"
I can't believe he let himself be caught up with the feeble geezer. Ugh, this is why we can't have nice things.
Rushing towards the sign up station, we couldn't help but to argue all the way there.
"Always blaming me aren't you? You were there too you know." He threw his hands up in exasperation.
I glared at him. "Must I remind you that I was the one who settled the whole situation?"
Before he could counter back, we reached a table where two guards were waiting for anyone willing to sign up for the competition.
Out of breath, we stepped up to one of the guards in hopes of signing up.
The guard looked up and glanced at the both of us before landing his eyes on Kristoff.
"Name"
"Kristoff Bjorgman"
"Age"
"19"
He was scribbling stuff down and looked up again. He roamed his eyes up and down Kristoff and nodded. "Ok"
He then looked over at me. "Who are you?"
"I'm his sister, Anna."
"Very well, you may proceed. Just take this trail," he pointed over to the left of him. "And you'll reach the tents where you will be waiting for further instructions."
We began to walk when we heard the man call out, "Good Luck! You'll need it!"
We stopped for a second to hear the words and then resumed walking down the trail.
I couldn't help but to stare in awe. All around us, I saw men in armor swinging their swords and striking down on a post. Tents were set up on every corner and aids were scurrying around like ants trying to prepare the contestants for the tournament.
We were approached by a young man around my age. After telling him our names, he led us to our tent and began to explain the rules.
"Now that I've told you everything, do you have any questions?"
"Yes, two actually. When does the first match start and when does my brother's match start?" I asked while nodding my head towards Kristoff.
"The first match should start in 5 minutes and your brother's should start after the first one ends."
Wow. So soon.
We said our thank you and goodbye to the fellow and sat in silence for a minute.
"Hey," I started. "Shouldn't we go and watch the match? You know, see what our competition is like."
He sighed and sat on the cot. "We should, but I'm too tired to stand up."
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah? Loser, if you can't walk through the streets of Arendelle without running out of breath, what makes you think you can fight in a tournament with men who've probably been practicing their whole life? Besides, if you hadn't argued with that old man, we might've had some time to rest." I crossed my arms and huffed.
He threw the pillow that was beside him at my head and growled. You're not gonna let that go are you?"
"Ha, trust me pal, I'll be reminding you every day," I smirked and threw the pillow back at him. "It's what friends do."
Oh wow. Been awhile huh? Yeah, I know. But before you get pitchforks, I want you guys to know that I haven't given up on this story. There's still a lot more I want to do with this and I'm trying to find a way to not bore you all haha. I've been busy with work and I have finals coming up but do not fear! Even if this is a short chapter, the next one is going to be actiony, promise. Oh, and thank you to those who support me regardless of my tardiness. See ya!
