I wake up after hearing the sound of keys. I leave my sleepy state remembering where I am, it's early and it's not dawn yet.
A royal guard of Arendelle is escorted by two men dressed completely in black, wearing gloves and helmets so as not to be recognized.
My eyes are opened when I recognize this outfit: they are the mercenaries of Hel, a group generally hired by the kingdoms of Agder and The Southerx Island to carry out meticulous work, nothing good can come of this.
The two men approach me, one opens my mouth with his hands, while the other pulls a small bottle of green liquid out of his pocket, the liquid is poured into my mouth. I can't put up any resistance because I'm tied up.
The minutes go by and the liquid has an effect on my body, I can't move, I can't feel my hands or my legs. I can't say a word, my mouth is completely numb.
The guard pulls out his key to free me at the order of the mercenaries. I fall to the ground as if nothing happened, one of the men drags me out of the dungeon without mercy.
In the corridor of the castle, Arendelle's general looks at my suffering with a cruel smile, that man is accompanied by another man younger than him, I know from the insignia he wears on his chest that he is captain of Arendelle, although he also bears a great resemblance to the general, so I deduce that he is his son.
I am still being dragged by the mercenary, and in the castle courtyard I see that Kristoff is feeding Sven. He realize my situation and try to help me. I wish I could warn you not to, these guys are trained for any situation.
Kristoff attacks the mercenary who is dragging me in the back, his companion stops the blow and with his fist hits Kristoff in the jaw.
While this is happening my head is spinning, now I see everything slower and in my ears I only hear a buzzing sound. The mercenary wastes no time waiting for his comrade and does not stop his departure.
Kristoff tries to hit the mercenary, but before he can do anything, his rival hits him in the face a couple of times until he's down. The mercenary is walking until he catches up with us.
At the exit of the castle they put a cloth bag on my head, now one of those men carries me like a goat, my torso is around his neck and with his hands he holds my legs and arms.
A feeling of sleep comes to me, it must be the effect of the liquid, so I decided not to fight and I tried to fall asleep.
When I wake up, my position changes, I'm sitting and leaning on something, because of the texture i think it's a tree. I still can't control my body. One of the mercenaries takes the bag out of my head to see my situation, the sun irritates my eyes, it seems that I slept for four hours when I saw the position of the sun. I look around, we are in the Arendelle forest, the last time I was here I saved Kristoff's life and now he tried to save mine but without success.
- How's the guy doing? - asks one of the mercenaries to his companion who examines my eyes.
- I'll give another dose, I doubt he'll make it to Agder with the dose I gave him at Arendelle.
- Be careful, remember that this liquid can be deadly if it is given in excess, what Hans most emphasized to us was that we deliver it alive.
- I know and I won't risk this guy waking up in the middle of the trip.
Hans? I only know one Hans and that's Prince Hans Westergard of The Southerx Island . Why would that man send Hel's mercenaries to find me? Besides, Why would he send me to Agder? Many questions and few answers.
The mercenary opens my mouth with his hands to pour the liquid back into my mouth.
As usual I just have to wait a few minutes for it to take effect. They put the bag back on my head and now I can only go back to sleep.
In the middle of my dream, something wakes me up, I hear the cries and screams of women. I am still being carried like a lamb, but the bag is no longer on my head, I think it fell off on the way.
I realize that I am in Agder, it is night, I was asleep for four days, which tells me that the liquid I was given had the desired effect.
I see that in the streets of Agder are deployed a large number of soldiers, they attack their people, there is chaos and destruction everywhere.
Hel's mercenaries cross the castle gates and take me straight to the dungeon. They tie my hands and legs in shackles that are embedded in the wall, my body is almost 45 centimeters from the floor. The mercenaries come out of the dungeon and leave me alone.
Like some kind of practical joke, I feel my joints again. I try to snap my fingers to try to make a fire but I don't succeed.
It's incredible that this journey has been so short, it seems like I was in Arendelle minutes ago, when it's actually been four days. I have no idea what is happening in Agder, King Ragnar never used the soldiers against the villagers, he may be a tyrant, but never an idiot, he faithfully believed that if he physically mistreated his people, they would one day rebel against his authority.
Today is going to be a long night, I hear the cries and cries of the citizens of Agder in the distance, if it were not for these shackles, I would logically leave this place to defend them.
Unfortunately, I cannot ignore this scene...
I don't feel like sleeping.
