The Traveler chapter 7: The Favor started

Your heart was racing, beating heavily inside your chest and pain still emanating from the wounds... but you surprisingly felt calm. Instead of being fearful and in a panic like you presumed anybody would be in their last few seconds of life, you were just... ready for it. You didn't have the slightest care for stopping the oncoming fatal blow, accepting fate without further question. You could feel the gust of air that the swiftly descending blade sent out.

But right before the blade struck your accepting self, you felt something... cold whiz by, inches from your face. A loud clanging noise followed by a sound like breaking glass thundered around the throne room, a sharp exclamation of surprise and then a sword clattering on the ground pursuing those sounds. It seemed as if the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, an icy chill crawling up your spine in the process.

You opened your eyes out of curiosity, and then couldn't believe or comprehend what you were seeing. The entire throne room was covered in a thing veil of ice. It was completely frozen over, the pillars that ran along the back wall of the throne room were completely encased in ice. Banners bearing the royal symbol of Arandelle were flapping wildly around in a windy storm that had just started to stir. Broken glass shards from the windows were lifted from the storm's tempest and began to fly around the room wildly, scratching and cutting you up in the process. The whole place became a whirlwind of frosty and howling drafts of air, sources unknown. "What in the hell is going on?" Thoughts of confusion danced across your mind. "I may have a messed up memory but I don't remember storms just appearing out of thin air in a room".

You figured it would be a good idea to find where all this suddenly just came from, and began to look around the room. Some more things you noticed were that the ice had gotten thicker on the walls and ceiling, and now pointed icicles began to form along corners and edges of the room. It just kept getting colder, and snow had begun to fall. You kept on looking, also observing in the process that the icicles were all pointing in the same direction... at you? "Wait no". You looked up from your position on your side, seeing the lead assassin rigid while also trembling in fear. No, those icicles were aimed a little to high for you. They were all pointed towards him. While you looked at him, you noticed his head had turned towards the front of the room, gaze locked onto something. you decided to trail it... and your coherent thought process just halted.

"What- no freaki- how I- u- oh my-" And then after a few jumbled thoughts, one finally crossed your mind for the second time; "What the hell is going on?!".

The Queen, Elsa, was awake. And oh boy she was pissed. The look of fury plastered onto her usual gorgeous face was unlike any you ever hoped to see again, it made you want to crawl up in a ball on the ground and cry... you were already on the ground. Now you just needed to cry. And the look wasn't even directed at you. Hair flying in the wind, eyes now dark blue, face contorted with fury and anger, and hands held out... Which were also glowing blue now, she said in a dark and intimidating voice you didn't think her capable of mustering; "Leave, before I lose control. Now".

The assassin leader must have wet his pants, and then he just sprinted off to the fully shattered window. He slipped and face planted on the ice in the process, and then continued sprinting to the wildly flapping rope. "Heh, hope your face got messed up bad, you bastard" Thoughts of glee flashed through your mind at seeing him trip.

Elsa watched every step the cowardly assassin took without a blink, her intimidating gaze not even wavering upon him tripping, all the way until he was at the windowsill. Then, without warning he spun around, raised his left arm, and with two faint *Twing!* noises, darts shot out past you and into the other two knocked out assassins. Without another second wasted he quickly started to haul upwards and out of sight. "What was that all about?".

As soon as he was gone you changed your gaze towards Elsa, who had still been staring at the right window with fire in her eyes... or in her case, ice. After a few moments her face softened back into a calm and more passive one and she then slowly turned her head to you... who now was surrounded by large amounts of dark red and frozen blood. A look of panic and fear struck her face, of which she then rushed over to you quickly. The storm had basically stopped now within seconds, and she was at your side as quickly as it stopped. Your clothes were ripped and tattered already from the battle, glass also adding it's own ripping effect in. You felt the burning scratches all over your body, and then your shock at Elsa's fury soon ended.. to be replaced by pain.

The searing in your leg had returned in full, bringing along friends from your scratches and the damaged stomach. You began to groan and moan in pain.

Elsa dropped to her knees, next to your head and her eyes quickly started to dart back and forth all over your body. She mouthed something, words not coming out of her lips. You read them clear as a book though; "What happened to you?".

After a few short moments of looking, she saw the wound to your leg and gasped loudly, rising into a crouch and moving over to it. To your surprise and displeasure, she quickly grasped and started pressing in spots near the wound on your left thigh. It hurt like a bitch. She touched a few inches below the wound hole, and then you let out an ear-piercing scream of pain at the contact. She slowly pulled back, face furrowed in concentration and thought. The doors to the room were frozen shut, the guards outside were banging and trying to force it open while yelling stuff along the lines of "Your majesty, are you okay?" and "What is happening?". Elsa ignored them.

After about a minute, her gaze met yours again and she mouthed off solemnly and quietly; "The injury is far worse than it looks. The bone is severed and out of place... I'm sorry".

Without warning she grabbed your leg with both hands spread out, and forced the bone back into place with an audible *Snap!*.

Your cries of agony and pain were soon cut off, as you blacked out... drifting away into dreamland.


You were walking along stone streets during the night, hand grasped within another person's. The person you realized, was your mother as your dream self sleepily said to her; "Mommy, where are we going? It's soooo late, I wanna go back to bed". You were really young, maybe like 7 or 8 as you were small and voice was high pitched. Your mother, who was hooded and hastily dragging you with her along the dark and stone street just said in a sad and regretful voice; "Don't worry honey. We're going off to meet some... new friends of yours. Please, keep quiet." She finished, voice wavering and filled with sadness. Nonetheless, your dream self was excited. "Ooo, new friends? Are they big? Are they nice? Can they fight?". Those last three words seemed to hit your mother hard, as she suddenly stopped and choked back a sob. She later replied shakily; "Yes, they can fight. They can very well, and they will help you with yours too. N-Now please, no more questions" and then she resumed her quick brisk pace. Your naïve child mind didn't notice though. "Wow, she said they can fight good! and they could help me with mine... whatever helping me with mine means".

A few minutes later and after silence, you both arrived to the kingdom's wall and then took a sudden left down a dark alleyway next to the last building. You both stopped, and then your mother said in a hushed voice; "The falcon has dived". What was she talking about?

A second after the last word was uttered by her, a dark cloaked figure stepped out of the shadows in front of you two. Your child mind panicked and you called out with fear; "Mommy, who is that scary person and-" She cut you off. Th-That's your new friend. He is going to help you with your gift, a-and make you big and strong". She sounded unsure herself.

The person then said in a serious and rough sounding voice; "So, this is him? Doesn't seem to be very much..." Your mother who now had her hands placed softly on your shoulders tensed and said; "Please, you got my letter explaining everything. He fits all of the... criteria perfectly. You have to" she finished pleadingly. The scary man whose face you couldn't see then sighed, and replied more softly; "Very well. I will take him back to the guild and we will test and train him to the best of our abilities. You may say your goodbyes now, for you won't be seeing each other for a long time". Your young mind was confused. What were they talking about? "Training" and "Guilds"? You turned back to your mother, who now had her hood off and was gazing at you lovingly and asked; "Mommy? What is he talking about? What were you talking about?". She just smiled at you, ignoring your questions and said sadly; "Always asking questions, and the right ones too. You have to go away now, with your new friend. We won't see each other for a long, long time but it's for the best". Your child-ish mind still couldn't comprehend very well. "You mean, with him?" You pointed at the dark figure. "But I don't want to! I'm scared, can we go home now?. Tears started to fall down her face, and she replied, voice wavering; "Yes, you can. You will go with him to your new home. He-he will take good care of you". She then hugged you tightly for a few seconds and planted a kiss onto your forehead. "Promise me you'll keep him safe, Darius. Please.. just... keep him safe. The figure then shifted uncomfortably and replied; "Don't worry, no harm will come to him as long as he is with me or the guild. We look after our own, especially the new".

Your young and slow mind finally started to get it. You had to go with this man, and he had a new home for you, with people like you. Your mother turned you back around, towards the man and gently pushed you. With a sob she said; "Go on, my little one. Use your talent and make me proud. Remember, be nice if you want to be treated nicely". And then she backed up away from you, severing contact... not knowing it would be the last time you two met for years.

The man calmly and in a soft voice said to you, while kneeling down; "Come on now, (Aldrenn/Auvra) I have something fun and exciting to show you". You slowly and carefully approached him, eyeing his dark figure fearfully and trying not to upset him. When you were finally in range of his grasp, he stood up, patted you on the head, and then put both of his gloved hands onto your shoulders... Steering you away from your Mother. (I know you MIGHT HAVE gave him/her your own name, and I gave him mine, but I liked Aldrenn/Auvra without a known last-name better than some generic "Jacob Toner" name. Feel free to use either one as a preset name)

With one last look back while being forced away, you saw her wave to you, for which you waved back. One last time.


With a gasp, you shot up into a sitting position from your dream and startled a sleeping Elsa awake. You immediately noticed that you were on some sort of medical cot, in a small room about 13 feet wide and 10 feet long. It was made with Dark wooden floors, red brick walls, and a red brick ceiling, not the tan castle kind. A few torches mounted on the walls dimly illuminated the room and fought the dark. Your white and thin mat was on a wooden bed frame in the back right corner, your left side being towards the back wall. There was a wooden nightstand to your left with a quill, ink, and notepad, by a lit candle, providing a little light next to your head. you were going to continue boring-ly observing, but Elsa's voice caught your attention.

"Well, look who finally woke up. You had been tossing and turning in your sleep when I dozed off, bad dreams?" She asked softly as she picked an open book up off her lap and closed it. She was sitting in a wooden, cushioned chair diagonally in front of you, to your right. The bump that was on her head had already almost disappeared, a purple bruise taking it's spot. "How long have I been out?". You just nodded a simple yes, for her to continue afterwards; "Sorry to hear that. You've been through a lot these past few days, haven't you? Waking up to no memories, later getting injured while assisting strangers, and waking up so a few hours later, you could be harmed while protecting me. Which brings me to what I was going to ask; How is your leg?".

You hadn't even noticed or really thought about it until now, but you felt no pain from your leg. Your stomach still ached and hurt badly though. You replied, sounding groggy and messing up your first words; " Ert-ert ferlt fooun (It felt fine)". You blinked once, confusion creeping onto your face... and much to Elsa's amusement too. What in the world did I just say?". Your lips and tongue didn't want to work correctly.

Elsa just let out an amused and humored laugh, throwing her head back as she did. When she settled down, she looked back at your confused face with a dazzling smile while notifying you; "Doctor Mitchell said that you would be affected by side effects from your medicine. I didn't think that they would be this drastic though."

You just tried to smile back at her reassuringly, but you then noticed you couldn't move the left side of your face.. your smile turning horrendous in the process. When she saw your dilapidated grin, her flawless face... well besides the bruise... formed another smile and she let her beautiful laugh fill the room again. Hey, if your messed up self could keep making her laugh like this it was worth it.

Elsa calmed down for the second time and then looked back at you seriously. "The leg wound was bad, you lost excessive amounts of blood and it will most likely be a while before you are fully well again". She then paused and gestured to the note pad. You looked over at it, and then a thought struck you; "Do I remember how to write?". It didn't turn out to be a problem though. After grabbing and dipping the quill in the ink, your body just passively wrote the question on your mind with little effort. It was a messy sprawl, but legible.

You held up the note for Elsa to read, her leaning forward and narrowing her cyan eyes to read it. "Can I walk?". She sighed, and then looked down, not meeting your gaze. Without lifting your head, she muttered quietly; "The doctor said about a month until you could walk with support, and that he didn't know when you would be able to walk on your own again without support... if you will ever be able to."

That struck you as hard as the assassin's sword did. The words "If you will ever be able to" painfully bounced around the inside of your head. There was no way you would be crippled for life. You wouldn't have it, you didn't care if it would cause you pain of the millennia. You would not be crutch or bed bound for more than a month at most. It was- but Elsa continued, gazing back up at you sorrowfully; "Your inside was also badly damaged from the kick. The doctor said that with current medical knowledge and tools, he couldn't be sure of what was wrong, but it might be internal bruising."

You had no idea what that even was. Were you bruised on the inside or something? You decided to quickly scribble out; "What's that?".

Elsa read it, and then furrowed her brow and looked away in thought. After a minute or two, she looked back and explained; "It's when your... insides get bruised. Like my forehead but inside. Although much more severe depending on how bad it is. Since you coughed out blood upon being kicked, he said it was something like... 2nd degree. Not too severe of an injury, but painful and could take a bit to heal.".

An awkward silence broke out between the two of you, Elsa starting to play with some stray string on her simple dress in discomfort. "So, some internal injury and not being able to walk... that's great. I really just love waking up, always good news over and over again." Sarcastic thoughts flashed through your mind. Your memory reminded you that before you both were attacked, Elsa had a favor of you.

Since you never set your notepad down, you started to write out your next question. Elsa must have heard your frantic scribbling, as she looked up curiously with an eyebrow raised in question. You finished and held up the note; "So, what was that favor you were going to ask of me?". Elsa's eyes flashed quickly across your words, and then for some reason a look of guilt flashed across her face. She stopped looking you in the eye and took an interest in the candle next to your bed. "Oh that? That was nothing important, y-you already did so much for me." she replied with guilt in her tone. "Man, this woman is bipolar as heck! First she urgently asks me a favor, then turns into a bit- arrogant queen, to then soften up, and then lastly, after being knocked out wakes up in a literal stormy rage! Now she's guilty?". You thought, slightly annoyed.

You just urgently "Mmmm'd! a grunt while shaking the notepad and pointing at the question. Elsa just sighed, defeated, and replied to your action; "It doesn't matter, I don't know your name to form the speech and endowment line. Also with your current... conditions, you wouldn't be able to perform the task required." Elsa lied.

A name wasn't needed to form and create the line of endowment, and you knew that. But remembering from your dream... you had a better plan up your sleeve. You started to scribble out the words that might change her mind.

She watched you intently, waiting eagerly to see your reply. You held it up and her face took up a look of surprise. "My name your majesty, is (Aldrenn/Auvra), and as the savior of your life I request that you relinquish what the favor consisted of to me". You then stared unwaveringly at her, trying to intimidate her into complying.

She stared off into space for a moment, obviously pondering something. A few moments later, she looked back into your eyes with a challenging grin; "You play your cards well. Also, that's a nice name, I like it, but how did you suddenly remember it? Well anyway I suppose I can let you know what the favor was going to be, you know... since you aren't able to do it anymore anyway. I was going to ask you to be a personal bodyguard and assistant. Paid, but also living in the castle and all expenses paid for. " She finished.

Then as you went to go write your response she exclaimed; "Oh! I almost forgot! I already invited you to stay! And you already accepted. Which also reminds me that I have work to do to get you accepted in. Also that when you woke I was to retrieve the doctor immediately... Wow my memory hasn't been high in value today. Well, I have things to do, i'll check back once everything is sorted out." And she hurried out, shutting intricate wooden door before you could get another word in. You just sighed, and laid back down with the back of your head in your hands.

"She doesn't seem to act very Queenly anymore, how old is this woman? She sounded and acted professional with expertise at first... but was that just an act? I'm starting to think so. And scary stormy ice powers. That's always different. She didn't mention anything about that once... Ugh, there's just so many questions and not any answers.

Troubled and curious thoughts jutted around your mind, until eventually the bliss of peaceful sleep lured you into it's depths.

...

A light and respectful knock woke you from your nap, and you groggily called out; "Come in!". As you sat up.

The door opened and to your surprise, an older man came in, shutting the door softly behind him. He was maybe in his mid-fifties, grey and white balding hair matted his round smooth looking head. He turned around with a large bag slung over his shoulder and gave you a warming smile. He had a larger and slightly crooked nose, his face looked like he hadn't been getting much sleep and was slightly wrinkled. Bags hung heavily under his light brown eyes and his forehead was creased over his thin eyebrows.

He walked on over to you, dropping the bag onto the floor with a soft thump and asked; "How are you feeling? I believe the numbing medicine should have worn off by now". And then patiently awaited your answer

You replied; "Being honest, my leg is burning like crazy, and my stomach is throbbing". You felt a little bad at your harsh tone, but he didn't seem to notice. Instead, he just raised an eyebrow inquisitively and replied in curiosity; "Is your leg actually burning already, or was that just a word you used to describe large amounts of pain? Oh, and Dr. Rick Mitchell by the way". He finished by holding out his hand for you to shake.

You shook it and replied, in a little less of a harsh tone; " (Aldrenn/Auvra). But yes, it really does feel like it's burning. Is... that a good thing?" you asked in hope.

Great pressure and worry lifted off of your shoulders when you saw him look a little surprised, and then smile at you again. "Well my friend, it appears a miracle has happened to you and your leg. You see, when the sword entered your leg, it not only broke your bone in half, it also damaged a very vital nerve chain. You didn't notice as you were passed out, but you wouldn't have been able to move your leg or even feel it after Elsa snapped the bones in. Well, after the first few seconds that is. If your leg was as I feared it would be, you wouldn't feel it or be able to move it. Now I'm not quite sure how it is working... may I?" He finished in question, gesturing towards your leg.

You nodded, and then pulled it out from beneath the thin white blanket. Your pant leg had been cut off to reveal most of your upper thigh in the left leg, and a large slightly bloody bandage wrapped in medical cloth was over the wound. Rick shuffled through his bag, taking out some rubber sanitary gloves (Did they have rubber back then? Well they do now.) and a viewing glass. He got ready to unwrap and remove the bandage, but then saw you looking anxiously and asked; "For your own sake, could you please lay down and not try to glimpse your wound? It tends to make people panicky and a lot harder to work with." You nodded in compliance and just laid back down, adjusting so you were comfortable.

He then went to work, un-wrapping the medical cloth and carefully removing both bandages, as there was one for either side. You saw him bend in close and start observing the top hole with his glass, mumbling some stuff as he examined it, probably notes. After a little bit he stood back up, placed his observation glass on the desk and sighed.

"It appears that a minor infection has begun to take place in the wound. If I don't stop it right now, It will just get worse and possibly cause you to need an amputation. I can rid you of it... but it will hurt. More so than being stabbed." He paused and then looked you in the eyes; "Queen Elsa has commanded me to work for the most positive and beneficial effects to your health. I'm sorry if you wanted to decline... but let's just say it's what the Doctor and Queen ordered."

The only thing you were able to do was solemnly stare at him, as anxiety of the oncoming pain had crept up into your mind and clouded your thoughts.

He continued in explanation; "Ok, so here is what will happen. I will pour alcohol on both sides of the wound to clean the external parts. It will be painful. After that is done and over with, I have to inject this needle with a dose of anti-infection serum into the inside of the wound. Both will hurt painfully, and I am predicting the latter to hurt more. Sorry son, it's for your own good".

He then handed you a bundled cloth to bite down on, and took out the alcohol. "Turn onto your right side". You obliged. "Now, I'm going to strap you in, just your legs and waist though. It's ok to move during the alcohol use, but if you jolt or squirm during the needle injection too much, it could injure you more. Okay?" You just uttered a simple "Yes" through the cloth in your mouth, and then he strapped you in.

Loud and agonizing but muffled groans of pain started to echo out of the room shortly afterwards.

...

It was about an hour later, your leg was re-patched up and bandaged. The doctor was currently residing in the cushioned chair Elsa had left there, reading a book and waiting until she returned. A veil of silence and peace shrouded the room, except for your occasional grunt of pain or the Doctor's book turning. After the hour had passed, the Doc- "Rick" your thoughts reminded you of his name. Well anyway, Rick paused from reading and glanced at his watch. You heard his book shut closed, then he spoke out; "How is your leg feeling?".

The pain was completely gone now, your stomach was aching though. You replied; "It's basically gone. Thanks for doing what you did". He just laughed and replied jokingly; "Well, you have quite the manners! Thanking someone for bringing them pain?". Before you could comment, he continued more seriously; "That's good though. Now we can try some exercises and maybe even walking if I deem fit, but is your head up for the task?." He finished and asked, as he approached you.

You completely forgot about your injured head, and felt around through the bandage for the forehead bump to make sure it was even there. It was... but it had shrunk to a miniscule size. It was fine.

You replied, unsure of whether it was a good idea or not; "Yes, it's prefect. But wait, when I asked Elsa about walking, she said that you said I wouldn't be able to walk for a month at least. Are you sure this is a great idea?". He was now at your side, and spoke with a little humor; "Well, I said that before I realized miracles were coming into play. With how well your leg seemed to handle it, and from my own years of experience, your leg looks good enough to walk... although it might still hurt at first. Also, you must not put to much strain on it, such was jumping or running. It could re-open the wound and infect it again. But we'll be safe and start with crutches. Now, let's see. Move your leg a few inches to each side".

You gulped, but then did as he said. You expected waves of pain to some crashing down on your world, but were surprised when it felt regular move. "No pain at all?". Rick asked curiously. You just shook your head in a "No" gesture. "Very amazing! now try up and down, slowly this time though". You acted on what he told you, with the same results. You looked up at him questioning on what to do next. He was biting his lip and stroking his chin, deep in thought.

He soon snapped out of his pondering and said with a little excitement in his voice; "This is outstanding. Never in all my years have I seen something like this. Let's see how you do walking with support". He added in, as he pulled two metal contraptions out of his bag, and unfolded them into two support crutches. The contraptions worked in the sense that they hooked under your armpits with a soft wooden handle to grab with your hands. You were supposed to lean your weight on them and use your right leg to move and walk.

After a few slow and dreadfully careful minutes, you were up and standing, left leg held in the air and right on the ground.

Rick scrambled around you, checking your leg and making sure everything was alright. After a bit, he stood back up in front of you and said with a smile;" You're good to start crutch walking." And then he coached you step-by-step (Literally) on how to walk. "Ok, so balance on your right leg and lift the crutches." You did as told. "Good, now angle the crutches and put them down in front of you, make sure they have a grip." You did so again. "Great! Now, pick your right foot up and swing it at, or past the crutches, and make sure to not let your left leg touch the ground!" You did as told, and eventually practiced and worked until you had it down perfectly.

After all was done, you were standing in the middle of the room as Rick examined your leg one last time, just a safety precaution. When he was done and had packed all of his stuff back into the bag, he came up in front of you, smiling. "Congratulations, you now can walk with support freely as you please, and I estimate that in 7 days you should b-" But he was cut off as the door flew open and Gerda (The fat maid from before) bust in the room, face flustered.

"Rick! Come quick, Princess Anna's starting to stir!" She finished in her Irish accent, turned and gazed at you curiously for a moment, with a look saying "What happened to you?", and then disappeared out the door. The doctor then turned back to you, opened his mouth to say something and then closed it again. He took a deep breath and said; "I must hurry, but should you want to follow, exit the room, go left, up the stairs, right, then down to the end of the hall. The door there is where I'll be, and I'm sure Anna will want to thank you for saving her. Oh, and Elsa told me to give this to you". Then he dug into his bag and pulled out your condensed staff, stuffing it into your pocket afterwards.

He hurried off, leaving you alone.

You sighed and then thought; "Well, time to test these out for my journey". And then headed out with clunking noises.

Luckily, the door was left ajar so you wouldn't have to fight to open it. You squeezed your crutches out into the hall and then yourself, and it looked just like your room except with grey stone flooring. It was dimly lit with red brick walls and torches along the walls, not to mention pretty narrow. It must have been an older part of the castle. Once in position, you elbowed your door shut and then went left, coming up to a flight of about ten steps in moments. "I guess neither of us considered the fact that climbing stairs with these would be difficult..." But to your luck, they were short and wide. You stuck your crutches up a step, and then followed through with your leg. It was slow, and time consuming because you had to be careful, but a within a few minutes you victoriously were standing at the top.

You then remembered what Rick told you, and headed forward a few feet to the next right hallway. Skipping the long and slow pace part in which walking to the room happened, you were now at the wooden door that lead to the princesses room... but you didn't want to disturb them with noise. " Just knock, they already owe you a lot". "That doesn't mean you can be rude and disrespectful". "So, who gives? It's better than barging in". "But they might want peace and quiet" ."You sacrificed a lot-" You growled in frustration and decided to slump down in the corner next to the door. "I'll just wait until someone comes out, see if they can let me in". Your wait started.

...

Only a few minutes later, you lucked out. A servant turned the corner and hurried straight past all of the other doors, heading for the one you wished to enter. He didn't even give you a second glance, and was about to enter when you stood up and barred his path with a crutch. He stopped and then glared at you, adding in nastily; "Do you know who his roo-" You cut him off with your own false, but menacing words; "Yes, I do know who it belongs to, and if you don't let me in... I'll use my favor the Queen owes me to have you flogged publicly for disobeying a request". And then you glared at him.

He believed you, gulped uncertainly, and then swung the door inwards for you. As soon as that was done you dropped your glare and whispered to him humorously; "Gotcha." And then beckoned him in first. He accepted, although eyeing you cautiously when you hobbled in behind him on your crutches.

There were a couple of things you noticed. One, being that the room wasn't anything special like pictured thought it would. It was just like yours, although a little more wide, well lit, and furnished with seats. Secondly: Anna was half awake, forehead bandaged like yours, but... she was scarcely covered. Her wound you guessed, required to be free from the irritation of cloth like your leg, and she was being covered by the long skirt from the campsite with a bra. You looked away out of respect for her and Kristoff, embarrassed and blushing. The servant quickly but quietly rushed over to the bedside, Where Kristoff sat and the Doc worked with Anna. Kristoff turned around when the servant tapped him on the shoulder, obviously irritated that he had intruders, and when he grabbed the tray you heard him whisper harshly to the servant; "Leave us". The servant bowed and left as hastily as he came, shutting the door behind him. You couldn't tell what the Doc was doing, but he sitting down real close to Anna, trying to talk to her it seemed.

Kristoff watched him go, and then noticed you were there. You, who was now awkwardly standing in the middle of the room on your crutches, facing down and blushing from embarrassment thought he was going to blow up on you or something. You finally decided to meet his gaze, and were surprised to see him give you an approving nod of his head, simply just signaling for you to be quiet and look away. You nodded back, and then he gestured to your right, trying to get you to look.

You slowly turned on your crutches, for Elsa to appear in your vision and give you a questioning look. She beckoned you over, and you tried to quietly move over to her. When you got close to her, who was sitting down in the front right corner of the room, she stood up and leaned in close to your ear... "Closer than appropriate." You thought, and whispered; "Sorry about the quiet precautions, Rick insisted that we try to be as quiet as possible for him to work." She paused, then continued; "And how are you up walking already? Rick said that it could take a month at least for you to be walking with support, not a few hours!" Her voice raised slightly at the end, of which caused Kristoff looked over to you both and gave a "What are you two bozos doing?" Hand gesture. Elsa leaned past you, her... cold breath? Why was her breath cold? Well anyway, her cold breath sent tingles down the left side of your neck where she breathed on it, and she mouthed a "Sorry!" to Kristoff. He turned back around rolling his eyes.

She then turned back to you, who was smirking and raised an eyebrow in question. You replied in a whisper, a slight snort coming out of your smirking mouth; "So, why so concerned your majesty?" You said to her, testing her reaction and teasing her. You were surprised when she blushed and looked down, not giving you a verbal answer. Uh-oh, I wasn't expecting this type of reaction from her. Why would she be blushing? Unless... Nah. No way, I just met her". Your thoughts conflicted each other. You decided to give her a little space and moved to sit down in a chair across the room, sitting down carefully while placing your crutches next to the chair.

You put up an act of resting your head on your palm (like you were staring off into space and pondering), which was propped up from your knee, but secretly you were staring at Elsa from the corner of your eye. You wanted to see what she was doing... to see if she happened to try and steal glances at you and such. Your plan and act worked flawlessly. You caught Elsa in the act a bunch of different times. She was a good acter though, you gave her that.

The first time, She acted to be staring at Anna in concern when suddenly, "A bug whizzed past her head" or something, and she swatted the imaginary bug, eyes glancing over at you a couple of times. You didn't budge.

The second time, she acted as if she were uncomfortable and "Adjusted her position", landing in the same exact spot.. and stealing some more glances at you. You gave no evidence of noticing.

She did things like this a few more times. All the while glancing at you, and each time you didn't look, she seemed to sink back into her seat further, looking a little more sad.

Then an obscene thought crossed your mind; "Was she desperately tryng to catch my eye or something? What is this little game she's playing at, if she has an interest in me... Nah that's silly. She's out of my league in almost every aspect. She's probably just nervous about her sister's conditions, maybe just wanting some comfort." You thought around unsure.

She was doing one of those scenarios to get your attention again, something with her dress, when you finally gave her what she seemed to want. You acted as if you broke out of a trance and met her eyes, trying to smile reassuringly. As soon as you did that, Elsa smiled back and seemed to physically relieve herself of something, as she sighed and sat back with a content look on her now dreamy face. You falsely and foolishly told yourself; "See? Just needed some comfort, that's all". Another voice in your mind called back out to yours; "Yeah, ok buddy. Keep on telling yourself that".

Thankfully, before another mental war of mind broke out, your thoughts were interrupted by a hacking cough from Anna, followed by a sleepy yawn. You noticed Elsa had broke out of her dreamy state and rushed over to Anna, a joyful smile plastered to her face. The doc just sat back in his chair, stretching with his arms upwards and let out a relieved sigh. He rose up, scooted around Elsa who then hopped in his chair and hugged Anna, and started to walk out.

He noticed you sitting there at the back and then nodded his head to the family, beckoning for you to follow him out the door and let the family rejoin. You Just complied, grabbed your crutches, and hobbled out the door after him. During the time after you exited and struggled with the door, Elsa turned back around looking for you. When she spotted you trying to close it, she raised an eyebrow in question and signaled for you to come back over with them.

You simply smiled and reminded her by rubbing your right hand around your stomach and chest and pointing past her, that Anna was pretty exposed. She hit her forehead with her palm (Facepalm number 2 :P) at her forgetfulness and then mouthed something that looked like; "Oh yeah, that's right." You then grabbed your right crutches handle again, and backed away.

Doc came over and closed to door for you while giving you yet another inquisitive look, although this time about your little... shenanigan with the Queen. You just shrugged in reply and then asked; "So what do we do now?". He, who had his bag slung over his shoulder, turned around and started to walk away while calling out; "Well, my work here is done. You? Well I'm sure Anna would like to meet the person who saved her, her husband, and her sister. Don't worry, I'm sure the Queen is telling her all about you as we speak. Just wait a little, they'll fetch you".

Without another word, he turned the right corner and headed out. You just stood there for a moment, considering his advice. A few seconds later, you decided to take heed of his words and slumped back into a sitting position against the wall with a sigh.

...

It had been around a good thirty minutes, and you were just about to doze off again when the door creaked open slowly and silently. You jumped at the sudden noise, and looked up through the opening. "Comfy"? Elsa asked playfully. You just gave her a grunt in reply, still being partially sleepy and rubbed your eyes. After a few seconds, you hoisted yourself back up on the crutches and gazed at Elsa. Her face was still happy and full of joy. She had that dazzling smile formed onto it, and again, was acting very unlike how a queen should act. Hanging out of the door and swaying like a kid, using words like "Comfy"... "She's just happy that her sister finally awoke, stop being so into yourself about the way she acts". Your thought interrupted the other one again.

Elsa continued; "Anna really wants to meet you, she seems thankful for your deeds, ready?". She asked, beckoning inwards. You, who was kind of nervous of meeting her sister and finding out what she was like, were only able to nod a yes.

Elsa then swung open the door and said with glee; "Come on in!". You entered the doorway, and were slightly shocked to find Kristoff leaned back in the chair, head rested in his hands, and smiling. The robot dude was actually smiling. But then you saw the Princess sitting up in the bed, thankfully covered now, also directing a friendly and warming smile towards you. Her head was bandaged like yours, but they covered her in a new skirt top.

You hobbled in on your crutches and then her smile turned to a frown, her eyes narrowed at you and her brows furrowed up. She exclaimed loudly, before any formalities or greetings; "Oh my god! Did you get hurt while saving us? That was a stupid question, of course you did! I'm so-so sorry! You guys didn't tell me that he got injured!" You had an obvious look of confusion and shock spread across your face. "So, this is the Queen's sister? She's very... different than I expected her. Not snobby, more like Elsa's un-queenly side. She's seems nice at least, I guess it must run in the genes". Your opinion flashed across your mind.

You snapped out of your thoughts, and laughed as you moved closer to her, while saying; "Oh, don't be sorry, I insist! I didn't even get these wounds while rescuing you hehe... It's actually quite embarrassing how I got the head one".

Anna seemed relieved, and then she sighed while uttering; "Thank god, I would have felt horrible. So, if you don't mind me asking how you got the wounds then, how did you get those?" You were now about 5 feet from her bedside. You chuckled, embarrassed, and then replied; "Well, my head? I kind of passed out... and hit a rock".

You paused and then continued, trying to change the subject; "Well, let's get you the formalities. Your majesty, (Aldrenn/Auvra) of... no memory land, at your service." Anna giggled, as Elsa moved past you and sat back in the chair, and then replied, trying to act serious but failing horribly; "What, no bow? Well, someone is gonna have to teach you formalities, huh?" She said, trying to act serious.

You knew it was an act, but then shortly after, her lip quavered and then she and Elsa bust out in laughter together, their loud noises of joy filling the room. Kristoff just looked at your confused self calmly and mouthed; "Get used to it".

When she stopped laughing and then groaned in pain from her side, she added in; "Princess Anna of Arandelle, at your service too. And please, when not required to do so, don't call me that ridiculous title. It makes me feel responsible!". You couldn't help but laugh at her joke, but she then suddenly brought back old topics with the question; "So, how did you get that injury on your leg then?". She finished with a friendly smile back on her face. You saw Elsa's face immediately darken, and she looked down fro some reason, ashamed. You noticed it and thought "Yeah.. I might have to clear that up with her later, it wasn't really her fault".

Breaking out of your thoughts, you replied humbly; "Oh this? This is just a little nothing, heh, don't worry about it". But she pressed on; "Come on! I'm a curious person! believe me, when I want to know something, I'll find out". Kristoff sighed and added his two cents worth is; "She's right, man. I'd save yourself the trouble and just let us know how". Anna just tossed him a playful punch and then turned her attention back to you; "So, how?".

You sighed for Elsa'a sake and replied; "I.. Erm... got kind of.. stabbed". And immediately you felt the ground shake from their two jaws dropping to it. Anna exclaimed in horror; "A little nothing?! You said you didn't get hurt while helping us! How'd it happen!?".

You just solemnly continued; " It wasn't from helping you guys, I swear. I... challenged an opponent that was out of my skill in combat. Really, it was no one's (You emphasized the words no ones) fault but mine, I was foolish. And honestly, if Elsa wasn't there to save me... We wouldn't be having this conversation. So, cheers to Elsa?". You finished of in question.

Elsa just looked back up at you with surprise and wonder. You just winked back, neither Anna or Kristoff noticing. After that event, you pulled of a chair to make a circle, Elsa called some servants to bring refreshments down, and you four joked around happily for a while... It looked like you had finally found an accepting home...

...

It was probably about an hour and a half later, and you all were still chatting around happily and jokingly. There must have been something obvious between you and Elsa, because you noticed a few times throughout the time of talking, Anna would stop and gaze intently between you an Elsa, pondering and trying to figure something out. You were now playing an odd game where somebody would announce something, usually an action, and if you were guilty of performing the opposite, said people would drink. You weren't too good, as you couldn't remember much.. but it seemed that Anna and Kristoff didn't know that. It was Kristoff's turn to go, and he thought hard with a look of concentration formed onto his face. After a moment he yelled out; "Got it! I have never broken a bone". Everyone began to drink except Anna, who didn't even comprehend what Kristoff said and was gazing between you and Elsa again.

Nobody noticed this, as they all were drinking their gulp, when Anna's face perked up and she exclaimed; "Oh wow! Now I get it!" You all stopped drinking the sweet beverage at her exclamation, and held your cups down, the liquid still not yet being consumed. Everyone looked at her in confusion, and she was smiling deviously at Elsa, who had an eyebrow raised at her.

She then pointed at you and Elsa, yelling happily; "You two like each other!". You nearly choked on your drink, but instead spit it in shock back into your cup. Elsa, was not so lucky though and began coughing and gagging. You both were ready at the same time and exclaimed back at the smiling Anna; "What!" What?" "No way!" "not even close!".

You both glanced at each other, blushing and embarrassed, and then looked away again. You said nearly the exact same thing, at the exact same time. Kristoff had finished his cup, placed it down, and then let out boisterous laughter. He went on for near a minute, then leaned over and patted your back hard while saying proudly; "Caught the Queen's eye, huh? *Laugh*, Don't worry, if you're ever in doubt of your worth or something, just remember they were both locked up and socially awkward until a few years ago!".

Anna just glared at him, but then couldn't help from echoing his laughter. She added in; "She probably already offered you a chance to stay here with us too, right?".

Elsa just turned a darker shade of crimson and looked down, completely and utterly embarrassed. You weren't embarrassed anymore though. Unknowingly, Anna and Kristoff had confirmed your suspicions. The Queen really was lonely and sad. And interested in you. You leaned back in your chair, hands clasped behind your head, feeling over-confident and now at ease. You were about to take control of the situation, and you knew exactly how to play the two.

"Yeah, she might have. Is there any problem? I can leave and go if you would request of it, you are the royalty after all". You replied coolly. Anna and Kristoff's laughter instantly stopped, and their jokingly happy looks were both replaced instantly by pleading ones. Anna silently mouthed to you, pleadingly; "Please, don't". Then Kristoff leaned in, Elsa not noticing, and whispered; "You're the only person that Elsa has taken an interest in to show the same interest back... ever. It's easy to tell that she longs for a mate... and you might just be the person for it. Please, for hers and Anna's sake, just stay with us for now, mate".

You lost your cool again, and then sat forward seriously, staring intently at her. She had looked up away from the ground, and stopped blushing.. but she wouldn't meet anyone's eyes. She then suddenly announced; "It has been a fun and cherish-able night, but I am beginning to tire and must rest. Goodnight, everyone... I'll see you all tomorrow". She finished, and then swiftly left without another word.

Anna and Kristoff watched her leave, and once she closed the door they both turned their full attention to you. Anna started off, pleadingly; "Please, (Aldrenn/Auvra), As a favor for my sister and I, stay here in Arandelle. You are the first person that Elsa has taken an interest into, that had that same interest with her. I, Princess Anna of Aran-". but you cut her off.

"Guys, don't worry. I am not going to be leaving soon. As a matter of fact, I'll let you in on a secret. I have absolutely nowhere to go, no one to run to. That night I rescued you three from those bandits? Well, I only had awoken hours before, with no memories of anything. Nothing. The only reason I remember my name was that I recently had a dream of a memory, and I managed to grasp my name in the dream. So, other than that there's nothing. Arandelle is the best offer that can be given to me, and believe me, I'm not going anywhere else unless needed or necessary. Elsa asked me a favor, and that was to become her bodyguard. I didn't know why at first, but now with the thanks of you guys I do know why. I'm done now, any questions?".

They both paused, taking in all that you just said. Anna gave out a small smile and replied; Well, there's one more thing... and I'm giving you one more chance to break all of what you just said once you learn it. My sister.. has stormy ice powers, that are very dangerous... still up to the task?". She challenged, staring at you with narrowed eyes and expecting you to flinch and flee at that information.

You just replied, calm, serious, and meeting her gaze; "I already knew that". And then you were up on your crutches, hobbling away noisily, leaving two stunned and silent Anna and Kristoffs.


I know that a lot of the lines in this were more directed towards being a dude, but that just seems like what gender the character would be. I'm still going to keep it to the point of being an either gender story, but from now on you will notice more... male directed lines in the story. Sorry guys- or girls much rather. Oh, and I guess I'm finally arriving to... yes... the romance. Even writing the small corny stuff in this chapter was bleugh, and I guess to keep readers interested there is much more to come. Sorry about the boring chapter, just needed a filler. So, because I didn't put it in the story: (Gags at own corny parts again*).