Kristoff wiped the sweat from his head, it was late in the afternoon when they had finished cutting the mountain of ice into smaller blacks and placed them in the storehouse before they melted.

Now that the work was done, he and the other harvesters, began to head home.

Walking next to Josh with Sven, Kristoff asked to him. "Josh, where are you headed?"

"To my home now, my wife said she preparing something special for tonight. Want to come over?"

"Not tonight," Kristoff said.

Josh looked at him. "What is it? You look troubled."

Kristoff didn't answer at first. "It's just that, now that the queen will be making ice, we wont have to go up to the mountain to harvest it, which means we will have to find different jobs."

"Yes. that did occur to me, but they will still need us to cut the Queen's ice up and load it into the storehouses."

"But I doubt we'd make enough for a living, we will all have to find new jobs," said Kristoff discouraged.

"True, but maybe it wont be so bad. But is that what's really bothering you?"

"Josh, you love your wife, right?" Kristoff then asked.

"Of course."

"And you would do anything to be with her, right?"

"Yes."

"But what if, in order to be with her, you had to give up everything you once were. Who you were, what you did, how you lived, everything."

Josh stopped walking. "What does this have to do with anything?"

"Just answer the question!" Kristoff cried. "Would you give up your life to be with her?"

Josh thought a moment. "Well, I honestly can't say it wouldn't be an easy decision. But I think, yes."

"You would, why?"

Josh shrugged. "Because I love her and I think she is worth it. But why ask such a question?"

Kristoff glanced at the castle. "It's nothing. Sorry for asking. Goodbye."

"Goodbye Kristoff," they parted ways in the middle of the village. But then Josh called out. "Kristoff! If she is worth it, then you should be with her!" then quickly left smiling before Kristoff could say anything.

Kristoff found his sleigh where he left it and strapped Sven to it while sharing a carrot.

"Are we going home now Kristoff?" Sven asked. (although it was really Kristoff speaking)

"Yes, Sven," Kristoff replied.

"But what about Anna?"

"Sven I told you, I can't be with her."

"But you love her, and she loves you."

"But she's a princess and I'm a commoner, we can never be together."

"Yes you can. You're already Arendelle's Official Ice Master. Maybe one day you can become something more and then you can marry her."

"And then what!?" Kristoff cried. "What then, make her live in my small little cabin in the middle of nowhere?"

"Or you can live with her in the castle."

Kristoff shook his head. "It wouldn't work."

"Yes it could."

"No it wont."

"Yes it could!"

"No it won't!"

Sven brought his face up to Kristoff's. "then she doesn't deserve you!"

"What?"

"You heard me!" Sven began to nudge Kristoff backwards. "You are selfish, mean, cruel," Kristoff now had is back to a wall. "And a coward for giving up on her!"

"Coward?" Kristoff now was angry. "I'm not a coward!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Go to Anna, and tell her that you love her, and that you want to marry her and live with her in the castle, and have lots of beautiful princess, and strong princess!"

Kristoff didn't say anything, he just thought about what Sven 'said' and then he remembered Eugene, how he was trying to win the hand of a princess himself, regardless of being a commoner like him.

"You're right!" Kristoff said. "I do want to be with her. and I will, I'll find a way for us to be together!" Thanks Sven!"

"Your welcome," Sven then 'said' as Kristoff was about to run to the castle. "But where are you going?"

"To tell Anna I want to be with her no matter what."

"At night fall? She'll be asleep."

"Oh, right. Tomorrow then, at first light."

"So, Prince Haldor your husband, called your sister an 'Ice Witch' during the wedding feast?" asked Eugene as he read the testimonies describing what had happened at the wedding.

"Yes," replied Anna feeling a little ashamed. "He was a bit drunk at the time, so I'm sure he didn't know what he was saying."

"Of course, he would not have said such a thing otherwise" said Eugene not believing it himself. "Now, was this before, or after he kicked his wine cup under a table and told you to fetch it for him?"

"After," Anna said feeling a little uncomfortable. "It rolled underneath the table Elsa and Hans was sitting under. However, Hans grabbed the cup and brought it to me so I wouldn't have to."

"How kind of him. What happened after that?"

"Haldor told me to refill his cup and hold it to his lips."

"And was that when he died?"

"No, after that, the wedding pie came and Haldor cut it open with his sword, he then made me feed him and give him his wine so he could make a toast. That's when he choked and died."

Seeing how her description matched what was writing by several witnesses, Eugene laid the document down. "Yes, by a poison your Royal Physician has identified as Troll's Bane, a substance that originated from here."

He looked at her. "Have you much skill with chemistry or potion making?"

"No" said Anna. "I never did past any of my chemistry tests, it was Elsa who was always good at that sort of thing."

Eugene nodded then wrote that down. "Good, we can use that in your defense, saying you couldn't possibly make such an dangerous poison."

"Of course, if I ever needed medicine or something, my physician could always make it for me," Anna pointed out.

Eugene rolled his eyes. "True, but let's not add that part shall we?" he then looked at Kia. "And as for you, what have you learn so fare?"

"Well," said Kia looking up from a big thick book. "According to our laws, the defender and the accuser can both summon witnesses for questioning, cross examining, as well as bring materials that will help with the case."

"Once both sides are done, the judge and jury shall leave and come make their vote. If more than half vote guilty, then the defendant shall be sentenced to whatever punishment the judge deems fit."

"Hmm," said Eugene as he read over the man's shoulder. "So all we need is to convinced half or more that you are innocent. That's sound easy enough."

"But how are we going to do that?" asked Anna unsure. ""So many people saw me serve Haldor him his wine when he died.'

"Well just have to show them that murdering is far beyond your capabilities," said Eugene confidently, taking his seat again. "But on a side note, what did Hans do after he gave you the wine cup?"

Anna tried to remember. "He stayed there until the wedding pie came out. As Haldor cut it, he return to his seat next to Elsa."

"Hmmm," Eugene scratched his chin then wrote that down as well, when he notice Anna yawned. He looked out the window as saw it was night out. "Is it dark already? My how time flies." He faced Anna. "Perhaps some refreshments will help us as we work."

"Hot Chocolate?!" Anna asked excitedly.

Eugene was thinking something a bit 'stronger'. But instead, Kia called for a servant to come and serve hot chocolate to all three.

Eugene was sipping from his mug while reading more notes, when he heard Anna leaned to close to Kia with another law book in her hand. "Kia, what is this right here, a trial by combat?"

Kia looked at her book. "Oh, that's is an old custom from long ago. When a person is held for a crime and can't prove his innocence, he could demand a trail by combat, where a champion will fight for him against the champion of the one who accused him of the crime. It was believed, whoever was fighting for the just side, would be blessed by God, and emerge victorious."

"I've never heard of this trail before," said Anna.

"Like I said your Grace, it is an old custom, that is no longer used anymore," replied Kia.

"But it is still part of Arendelle law isn't it?"

Kia read her book again. "Well, yes, according to our law books, a defendant can still demand for a combat trail if he wishes, but I don't see why any one would, if they lost, they will be found guilty no matter what."

"Still," said Anna, reading the book. "I think it's rather romantic, having someone fight for you to defend your innocence."

Eugene looked past his paper to stare at Anna. They had been in the library for a few hours now, and he already saw why the people of Arendelle loved their Princess. She was warm, loving, very innocent but sweet, energetic, and a little awkward.

Anna saw him staring at her. "What?"

"Nothing," Eugene grinned. "It's just that, you remind me of someone else."

"Who?"

"Oh, just the princess of Corona," Eugene replied casually.

"Princess Rapunzel, really?" Anna had heard a lot about the Corona princess. "Why do you say that?"

"Oh because, you both are so alike."

"Oh," Anna looked away. "I wouldn't say I'm anything like the Lost Princess."

Eugene tilted his head to the side. "And why is that?"

"Because, I've heard many tales about how beautiful, intelligent, and amazing she is, and…" she folded her hands together. "I'm nothing lie that."

Eugene thought a moment, then said. "You know, while I was in Corona, I've have heard many stories about the Queen of Arendelle, and her extraordinary, sister Princess Anna, who is so charming, loving, and beautiful."

Her eyes looked up. "Really, they say that about me."

"Come on, do you think I just made that up?" which he did. "Some day, you should come to Corona, so that everyone can see just hoe beautiful you really are."

"Cough! Cough!" Kia loudly cleared his throat. "I'm sure her Grace would love to do that someday. But first, we have a trail to prepare."

"Oh right," Eugene quickly went back to reading the documents. "And don't worry Princess, we figure this out, even if we have to stay up all night!"