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Kris admired the castle. Tall, elegant, absolutely beautiful. The most beautiful in all the kingdoms.

Kris couldn't help but wonder if they was doing the right thing. Would a rebellion save or sacrifice more people? It was impossible to say. His mind told him it was the right and logical thing to do, but his gut told him otherwise. It was starting to become different to tell the two apart.

He looked around. Since the Queen had gone ice crazy the gates of Arendele had been opened, but they sure didn't feel open. They felt cold, first of all. Not a temperature cold, something much deeper. It felt dark, despite the many lamps that were lit around the courtyard. It felt dead, despite the people that milled about. It felt so wrong.

Kris began to make calculations. If they were planning on striking this week, he took it upon himself to start gathering data.

While the castle guard was certainly weaker than usual, it certainly wasn't defenseless. Kris made mental notes. Out of a cursory inspection he guessed perhaps seventy soldiers patrolled the guard. He guessed a little more than half of them weren't experienced and were just townsfolk or youngins who were called into service. Not extremely strong in the defense area, granted, but there was strength in numbers, something Al didn't have.

The patrol and guard was well organized. Four guards guarded the entrance to the castle, and four to the entrance of the courtyard, two on either side. There were about ten more patrolling on the inside, and ten on the outside. Twenty-eight. The guard switched every four hours. Fifty-six. Then there were the ones patrolling the city, which weren't many. Maybe fifteen. It seemed like a rather large number of soldiers to guard the castle, for a mad man obsessed with killing his rival.

Kris felt on edge suddenly as a suspicion came over him. He walked back to Al's house with the memory of the place fresh in mind and asked for a large piece of paper, which Al had plenty of, and began to make a map of the place. He was starting to get the feeling their strategy was all off. They didn't have the strength of numbers. They had the stealth of few numbers. And less might be more at the end of this day.

Lucky for Kristoff, he had a very photographic memory, and was able to make detailed descriptions of the castle and the guard. And as he looked, a plan began to form inside his head. The craziest, most absurd plan he'd ever heard.

But it might just work.

"I disagree."

Kris had been waiting for the right moment to introduce his plan. Emma had been going over their offense plan, which just solidified it in Kris' mind; that they were completely off track.

"Got something to share with the group, Kris?" she said after a moment.

Kris cleared his throat. "I disagree. Well, not just with that but with the whole plan." he gestured with his hands. "I think that going offensive is a good way to get ourselves killed."

"Kris-" Al started, but he cut him off.

"Have you seen their guard? I'm certain we could disable more than half of their soldiers, but we'd be captured or killed at the end of the day."

"Then what would you suggest, Captain Strategy?" Ralph said from the corner of the room.

"I was there looking at the place today. I think, if we're careful, and above all, smart, we can get inside the castle without any casualties." Silence. Kris continued. "Imagine the blow this will be to Hans. People are going to realize how weak he is that a group of rebels were able to get in to the most guarded building in the kingdom.. Also, we may even be able to-"

"Okay, okay," Emma repeated, "what's your plan?"

Kristoff took a deep breath and described it as best he could without his map.

"That's the stupidest plan I've ever heard." Amos grunted when he was finished.

"Not stupid," Al corrected, "dangerous. Very dangerous. But not stupid."

"And if we really handle ourselves well," Ralph said, "it may not be so dangerous after all."

"Guess I should have brought this up earlier..." Jed mumbled. Everyone looked at him. "I was hearing that there was supposed to be some sort of gathering in the courtyard sometime this week. For all the city. Hans has some announcement or something." He shrugged. "If we did it on that day-"

"Perfect." Kris said. "That will give us just what we need."

"Any objections?" Al said. The plan was dangerous, but to his surprise, no one said anything. "Great." Al said. "Meet back tomorrow for finalizing of the plan. We'll see about this announcement as well." With the meeting brought to a close, everyone filed out. Kris put on his coat and hat, and walked outside.

Al caught up with him and they walked home. "Got to admit, Kris, that was a stroke of genius."

Kris shrugged. "Just made sense I guess."

"This may be your area. You should start rebellions more often."

Kris smiled at his friend. "Well, technically, you started it, and if you don't mind I'll stick with ice harvesting after this is over." Silence overtook the conversation as the word sunk in. Over. One way or another, it all would end. Then it would be over.

How was the question.