Elsa's POV

The sun has long since set, the sky darkening as night falls, and it's only when the first few stars start twinkling in the navy sky do I remove myself from my ice platform, re-entering my castle through the very window that I left from. As I set my feet on the carpeted floor, I turn to remove my ice from the side of my castle wall. My tears have already dried, but the ache in my heart is still there, throbbing with the pain of loss and heartbreak. It feels like a cactus has embedded itself in my chest, each intake of breath sharp as ice, which I find completely ironic...

With a sigh, I close the windows, and lean my forehead against the cool touch of the glass. While feeling slightly "better", if you can call it that, and thankfully more in control of my powers now that I've had that release of emotions, it still doesn't cease the immense worry plaguing my tired mind. Despite how much I've been convincing Kendra not to worry over Anna, that she's fine, the truth is...I've also had to keep re-convincing myself as well... I know my words are true, but I still can't help constantly berating myself for failing in my duties as her big sister... I ignored her for 13 years...for all the wrong reasons...and now that I've finally gotten her back, this happens... Although, I did try many, many times to save her...so, I probably should believe in my own words, believe in what I already know. Anna's safe...even though I hate that she's in the clutches of such a powerful and unpredictable enemy...

Ugh! Look at me! The proud queen of Arendelle, having mental wars with herself, unable to even protect her one remaining family member, or prevent her well-trained royal guard from being captured. I can't help but smirk as I rub my forehead with the heel of my hand, my mind reverting yet again to the fight on the fjord just two days ago. I should've known that Kendra would push me aside and take that attack... After all, she'd already done it twice! Those attacks where meant for me! Not her... She was dragged into this mess by me...and though yes she is the chosen one, that still...-sigh-...that still doesn't mean she needs to get hurt for my sake...

I'm finally torn from my thoughts at the sound of frantic footsteps at the other end of the corridor. I stand up straight, but hunched over slightly with the rigidity of a warrior on edge, until I see that it's only Gerda. Though I relax my posture, I get more concerned as I rush to meet her, noticing the look on her face.

"M-Majesty...!" She huffs, out of breath and looking both alarmed and...relieved?

"Gerda, just breathe. What is it?"

She gives me a confused smile as she tries to compose herself. "That little snowman creation of yours... Olaf was it? H-he's here! He just showed up at the front doors!"

My eyes widen as I stare at her, processing her words for all of a few heartbeats, before tearing off through the castle.

He's here?! Olaf?! But how?! The Aesir had him captured with all the others! How is he here?! How did he escape?! I-is he alright? Gerda didn't seemed too concerned but...

My mind races with thoughts of confusion, but elation nonetheless. Taking a chapter from Anna's book, I slide down the banister of the spiral staircase, barely catching my footing at the bottom as I see him. "Olaf...!"

He spins around as I gasp his name, and when I see that huge, buck-toothed grin of his, I instantly feel my heart melt. "Elsaaa! Ohh I'm so glad to see you again!" He runs to me with a giggle, bouncing as he does, and I kneel down to grasp him tightly in a warm hug that he loves so much.

"Olaf, you're alright! Oh I'm so glad to see you're ok...!"

He giggles as we break the hug, his eyes bright and happy as they always are. "Yeah, I'm perfectly ok! Well, except I think I may have offended those guys..."

I tilt my head slightly with a look of dark confusion. "Who, Olaf?"

"The guys that took me and Anna and Kristoff and Sven. They're really mean!" He shudders for emphasis, like he did when talking about yellow snow to Anna and Kristoff when they first met, and it actually brings a laugh out of me for the first time in days. "So I kept trying to do nice things for Anna, Kristoff, and Sven, trying to cheer them up, but those Aesir guys didn't like it. I even tried to figure out why they took us in the first place. I mean they want universal domination right? I don't even know what that means... Would that mean no more summer? Because I'd be really sad then." He giggles again, and continues without missing a beat. "Anyways, they finally decided that I could have some fun, but told me I had to come back to Arendelle first... I wonder why?"

"Olaf..." It takes me a minute to fully process his words, and the fact that he's here. I take a calming breath, and can't help smiling as I realize what happened. The Aesir couldn't handle Olaf's constant bubbly, innocent, always-happy personality, and probably realized that he wouldn't be of much use to them, so they released him, and sent him home... I feel the tickle of tears at the corners of my eyes, glad that Olaf is here. He couldn't have shown up at a better time than now...

"...Elsa? Are you alright? You look like you've been sad..."

Despite the smile on my face, Olaf saw right through me, and I softly chuckle as I look into his big, now worried eyes. "Don't worry about me, Olaf, I'll be alright... But yes, I have been sad."

"Is it because you miss Anna...?" He inquires softly.

I smile at my creation. He may be very innocent, child-like and pure, unable to understand most things, but he is also very keen and perceptible, without even meaning to or realizing it. "That's...part of it," I admit, with a small, lop-sided smile as I gaze sidelong at nowhere in particular. "Olaf, you remember when this all started, us mentioning a chosen one?"

"Hhmmm..." he scrunches his face in concentration, thinking hard, before lighting up again. "Oh I remember! The Chosen One is someone in that other dimension that is the only person who can see and hear you, and holds the key to stopping The Aesir!"

I can't help giggling at how enthusiastically he answers my question, each tinkle of laughter lifting a thousand weights from my chest. "Yes. Well...I found her."

He gasps quite enthusiastically, a big grin on his face as his lifts his head from his shoulders with his stick hands, before plopping it back into place, looking like Christmas came early—or in his case, summer. "You did?! That's great! Now we can stop those bad people and save Anna and Kristoff and Sven!"

I try to chuckle with him, but he notices the dark touch to my features, resulting from my worry and heartbreak. His smile fades, and he looks at me with innocent confusion, tilting his head slightly with a silent question of inquiry. "...Olaf, there's a lot that's happened since I brought her here..."

He touches my arm when he notices the immense weight behind those words, intending to encourage me to continue with a soft smile of his own, but it immediately leaves when he sees the bandaging around my upper arm. "Elsa...you're hurt..."

"It's nothing Olaf really, I'm fine. The doctors have treated it already. It's very minor in comparison..." My voice fades sadly, my eyes off to the side, down at the ground.

"In comparison to what...?"

I sigh sadly, lifting my head to look him right in the eyes. "In comparison to her wounds..."

It takes him a second, but Olaf manages to put together the meaning behind my words. He watches me worriedly as I get to my feet, staying right beside me as I start climbing the stairs. "Is she hurt bad...?"

"Very bad... She's been unconscious for two days now, and I fear it may be more before she finally wakes up..."

He gasps softly, his eyebrows scrunched in a sad frown. "Will she be alright?"

I honestly have to focus on my breathing, and use all my willpower to finish climbing the stairs, and ponder his question. Just that one question...it grounds me back to the awful reality that is the current situation, removing me from my momentary blissful reprieve, brought on by his child-like innocence.

When we finish climbing the stairs and continue walking, and I still haven't responded, Olaf grows more concerned. "Elsa...?"

I softly sigh, slowing my pace as we approach her room...Kendra's room... "I hope so Olaf..."

I continue to slow down, until we're only a few doors away. Then I stop entirely, and lean against the wall next to a large window. Olaf gently places his stick hand against my leg, worried because he's never seen me like this before. "Elsa...? What happened to her...?"

I look down at him, swallowing hard, as I relive that day again. It's not like I haven't relived it a thousand times over already...but this time, I'll actually be telling someone about it. I rub my face as I sigh, as if trying to rid myself of these blasted emotions. "Why don't I start from the beginning, from the moment I first met her, how's that?"

Olaf brightens with a smile, a very happy smile, because he's about to be told a good story. "Oh that would be wonderful! I wanna know all about her!"

I give a quiet chuckle in response, rewinding my mind back to that moment two weeks ago, when the Aesir forced me into Kendra's world that last time, back to that fateful time when I heard her voice screaming my name, and for the first time, truly felt hope...

"It all started two weeks ago... I had tried yet again to take on the Aesir's forces, trying to save you all, and once again they sent me into the other dimension. I was annoyed, I was angry, and I was all around frantic." I sit down on the ground next to Olaf, leaning against the wall with my knees drawn up, and he follows suit, sitting down beside me, so that we may be more comfortable for my long story.

"When I'm first forced into that world, I get a temporary boost to my powers, enabling me to use my powers to fly, which made the search seem easier. But it's a vast world over there...with so many people, so I was beginning to feel hopeless... Thankfully fate finally decided to throw me a helping hand that day, and by sheer dumb luck, I heard a voice scream my name as I flew over a roadway just teeming with cars."

At this, Olaf looks quite confused. "Cars? What are those?"

I softly blush with a giggle, as I realize I should've left that part out. "They're something strange that exist over there. They're basically metal carriages that can function on their own, without the need for a horse to pull them."

Olaf's eyes widen with wonder, and his mouth falls open. "Whoaaaa... That sounds really cool."

I chuckle, "Yes well, they can also be a little loud when enough of them are on the roads. But somehow I heard Kendra scream my name, and I was so shocked, I almost didn't know what to do."

"Kendra?"

I nod to him. "That's her name."

He smiles gently, "That's a pretty name."

I nod again, moving my gaze to the wall opposite us. "It is indeed... After she called to me, I flew down to her car, which she had pulled off to the side so she could get my attention without being in the way of the others cars. I got in, mind racing, heart pounding, because I knew that I just found the chosen one...and I immediately panicked, thinking the Aesir might show up right behind us to stop her, before she even knew what role she was to play, even knew anything about this. So I commanded her to drive, her sensing my panic more than I probably gave her credit for. She knew about me already, about Anna, and Arendelle, but that's because we exist in their world as...fictional characters."

Olaf starts, confused as can be, and I feel bad that his mind is swimming with confusing information. "Wait, so you and Anna exist in that world too?"

"No no," I giggle, "I mean, in a way we do, but it's...complicated. We exist as fictional characters, meaning we're like storybook characters there." He looks at me oddly, realization dawning on him, yet curiosity showing all to plain. I put my hand up before he can ask me for more information, as we can deal with that later. "Don't think too much on it Olaf, I'll explain later."

He nods, accepting my terms, and ready to listen for more. "Kay, I won't think about it."

I smirk softly, before returning to my tale. "Well, after we got back onto the road, Kendra was amazing at helping to calm me down. She knew how my powers worked, and listened as I told her that Arendelle was in danger, and that Anna was captured. I didn't reveal much to her, as I didn't want to scare her off...or worry her needlessly, since at that point, we wouldn't be able to return to Arendelle for another week and a half."

"Why that long? Why couldn't you return with her then?"

"Because that's when New Year's happened in her world, and that's when time in her world would freeze while she came here. It would also give me time to get to know her more, and slowly break her in while still keeping her in the dark of the important details. I didn't want to needlessly worry her when we couldn't do anything till then."

"Ohhh...that makes sense. You're so smart Elsa!"

I blush at his words, and softly laugh in pure modesty. "Thank you Olaf. Anyway, we got really close, really fast, and I'm sure her being the chosen one had a little to do with it, but it could also be because she reminds me so much of Anna, and also because she just...I dunno how to explain it Olaf...she just seemed like a special person to me." I notice him giving me such a warm, kind smile, and can't help but giving a chuckle again. Each laugh he manages to get out of me, no matter how small, is another piece of stress lifted from my soul, and I'm ever so thankful to have him here...

"Alright, well, she was more than willing to help me, actually saying so right after we first met. I was amazed at how fast she agreed to help, despite not knowing anything of what was going on." I feel myself smiling as I speak of my dear friend, the smile slowing growing during the course of my explanation. "After we came here to Arendelle, it was pretty late, so we went straight to bed to get some needed rest. The next day, Kendra and I had a meeting with Kai and Gerda after breakfast. I recapped on what I had already told her, before finally revealing to her the true gravity of the situation. Though shocked at first, she was still adamant about her loyalty to me and Arendelle, and her immense willingness to help."

I glance to Olaf to see if he's having anymore troubles processing what I'm saying, and he's smiling with that child-like interest, showing he's understanding what I'm saying and ready for me to continue. "After breakfast we met with four of what remains of my guard here, and had a little training session. I just wanted to see what she could do as far as self-defense and her own natural instincts, and see if she could dodge simple things. She surprised me, having taken self-defense training for a short time the prior summer, and the guards were surprised as well, but still they pushed her. Gently though," I add, noting Olaf's momentary look of concern. His worries are immediately put aside, and he grins anew, showing renewed excitement at my tale of this new, special guest.

"She did very well, and of course the whole time I was testing her too. I made the conditions in the training room a little wintery, a thin layer of snow and slush on the ground, with a soft flurry of snowflakes, but that didn't hinder her too much, and I was more and more proud to watch her do so well..." My smile disappears, my face falling slightly. "Until the unexpected happened... She grabbed her head, and started acting funny...and I could only watch her with concern, unsure of what was happening. She didn't see one of the guards swooping in for an attack, and he didn't see what I was seeing, because his fist connected with her head...with enough force to send her flying quite a ways back, landing on her back, and not moving..."

Olaf gasps, grabbing my arm and shaking it. "What happened then?! Was she ok?!"

I smile at him, nodding to accentuate my words. "She was physically, yes. But something was happening to her, and I had a hunch of what, but wasn't sure. So I took her to the Valley of the Living Rock, visiting the trolls to see if they could help. Sure enough, Pabbie confirmed my fears: Kendra was developing magic powers of her own, and since her body wasn't used to it, and wasn't sure how to handle the new powers, it was messing with her in some intense ways, attacking her and making her very dizzy and unstable."

Olaf's eyes twinkle with wonder as he listens, his attention quite enraptured as I mention her magic.

"Pabbie was able to calm the magic inside her, helping it along so that it joined naturally with her, and so she could learn to control it and use it. When we returned, we informed Kai and Gerda of what had occurred, and spent the next day doing a new training session, only this time to learn how her powers work, what triggers which reaction, things like that."

"Ooo that sounds like fun! How'd she do? What kind of powers does she have?"

I laugh at his enthusiasm, bouncing as he asks his questions, and gently grab him to force him to sit still again. "Olaf, we didn't get too far in her training before we were interrupted."

He stops bouncing as his smile falters. "Really? What happened?"

I look away briefly, before smiling at him again, removing my hands from his snowy body. "Well, Kendra used a powerful blast of magic that knocked her back, almost a repeat of what happened when her magic started manifesting, causing her to get hit by a guard. I was frightened for sure, especially because she was like...in a trance, or in an odd form of unconsciousness, for a brief amount of time. She ended up being ok, but was determined to hunt down the Aesir, right then and there, and save you and the others."

Olaf smiles with a blush, giggling as he does so, but of course he can't actually blush, so it's just that face you make when you are blushing. "She wanted to rescue me? Ohhh she sounds like the nicest, most gentlest, kindest person ever!"

I smile down at my hands, taking a moment to feel the warmth in the truth of his statement. "She is Olaf..." Then, I frown. "That's why I had to stop her, because she had just started learning her magical powers, and wasn't ready yet, and I didn't want her to get hurt. I convinced her to return for more training, and that's when the interruption happened." Having Olaf's full attention again, I turn to smirk at him. "Do you know who showed up then?"

He slowly moves his head side to side. "No... Who?"

I restrain a snicker at how engrossed he is in my tale. "We weren't sure, but Kendra sensed something, and then we heard an odd sound. We raced to the front gates, and sure enough..." I pause for dramatic effect, and if Olaf were sitting on a chair, he'd be on the edge of his seat. "...Marshmallow was there."

He gasps with a big grin. "Marshmallow! I saw him outside just now!" Olaf giggles, before turning a little more serious again, still smiling though. "Yeah, he said some bad people showed up."

I nod grimly, verifying his words to be true. "Yes... We barely had a few moments in Marshmallow's company before we were attacked..."

Olaf frowns. "Attacked? By who?"

I lift my gaze, staring straight ahead at the other wall with an angry glare on my face, burning with hatred for those evil beings. "The Aesir..."

Olaf gasps in shock, no longer enjoying this tale, but needing to know more anyways. "What happened?"

I clench my fists, and fight to control my breathing as I recall the battle. "They attacked us with a blast of dark energy, and Kendra pushed me aside to protect me, Marshmallow grabbing us and protecting us as we tried to...well...strategize, for lack of a better word. We hardly had a few moments then too, before being tossed from Marshmallow's grip. The three of us went on the defense then, but they were able to take Marshmallow down quickly with their magic, which was just too powerful..."

Olaf slowly inhales a gasp, "No..."

"Don't worry," I quickly soothe, "he was ok, just knocked out for a while." Olaf breathes out a "phew" of relief, allowing me to continue. "Kendra and I tried attacking them from a distance, because they were still quite a ways off, her attacks were a little sloppy though, but that's only because she didn't have enough mastery over her powers. But she was doing well enough to be making a difference, and was learning fast through the art of battle.

"I froze a large part of the fjord over, so that we could use it as a battlefield without dragging the town into the fight, and the Aesir took to the ice like I'd hoped. They attacked us with arrows, Kendra learning a new skill as she skillfully shot them all down." I stop, swallowing hard as I relive her scream of agony. "All except one..."

Olaf holds onto my arm, listening intently once again, and I can't help but internally laugh at myself at how detailed I'm recounting this story to him. He's so much like a child, it's too easy to get swept away into the details, watching his wonderment as small tales are drawn out into elaborate stories.

I regain my voice, and manage to continue on as the story heads for troubled waters. "She was struck in her left shoulder with one of their arrows, which managed to cripple her momentarily. I was terrified, watching her writhe in agony on her knees, the arrow sticking out of her, and listening to her grunts and screams of pure torturous agony..." I have to take a few breaths to calm myself a little, not wanting to lose control of my powers again. "I started attacking them, using my anger to fuel me, freezing whomever I could to the frozen fjord's surface, striking others down when they evaded that tactic.

"Kendra finally managed to rejoin me, having removed the arrow herself, so I sealed her wound with my ice, to stem the bleeding and help numb the pain. We were faced with more flurries of arrows, and she used that same tactic she used before to shoot them all down, and each time she did, she gained more mastery over that attack." I smile as I feel my heart swelling with pride. "She let her guard down, and managed to take three more arrows to her back, but we removed those as well, because she said they were doing something to her, and I could see it in her eyes... I'm not sure what exactly, but knowing the Aesir, there's no telling what kind of magic they imbued those arrows with.

"I sealed those three new wounds, and was worried that Kendra would continue getting hurt, or push herself to her limit with her new magic. I'd told her before to run if it got to be too much, but she's just too stubborn to listen...just like Anna..." I chuckle sadly. "There's not much to say after that, the battle continuing on as the 'general' revealed himself, and tried to attack me with a powerful attack: a very strong blast of dark magic."

"What happened? You didn't get hit did you?"

I snicker at his concern, "No, Olaf, Kendra once again pushed me aside to protect me." I return my gaze to that same spot on the wall, surprised I don't have it memorized by now. "But another new aspect of her powers revealed itself then, as she managed to stop the attack from hitting her, using telekinesis, a type of magic that basically allows you to grasp something with psychic or magic energies, and control it as if you were really holding it in your hands."

"Whooaaa...that sounds awesome..."

I barely catch myself from snorting, unable to rein in my exhausted, wayward emotions from his normal ways. "Yes, it was awesome, Olaf. It opened up a whole new level of possibilities, as she sent the attack right back at him. We then went completely on the offensive together, and practically had the battle won." I sigh with disdain. "Until I got hit by a stray bolt of magic..." I motion to my arm, and Olaf frowns in reply. "Kendra freaked out, but as I said it wasn't really that bad of a blow. And she personally made sure that Aesir warrior was unable to harm me anymore."

Olaf giggles at...whatever thought just crossed his mind. Probably thinking of ways she could've taken him out...and I'd rather not tell him how it really happened. "Anyways, we practically had the battle won, the entire army either frozen to the fjord surface, or either dazed or unconscious. Marshmallow had even woken up and rejoined the battle at one point too, and with his help we really had gained the upper hand, so when we took a moment to just relax, we thought we were as good as safe..."

I squeeze my hands together tightly, and Olaf immediately notices the drastic change in my features, and in my body language. "Elsa? Did something bad happen then?"

"...Yes Olaf...something bad did happen then..." I swallow hard as I try to not let my emotions overpower me again, sucking in an unsteady breath to hurry up and finish the awful part of this tale. "That goon that tried to attack me before decided to try again, only this time we barely had any time to react. Kendra yet again shoved me aside to safety, unable to even give me a chance to try to do the same to her, and she took the attack head on..." Olaf doesn't say anything as I take a pause, breathing in a more calming breath as I go into the heart-wrenching details. "She was attacked by an even larger blast of dark magic, and slammed hard against the ice...my ice... She was knocked unconscious as the ice broke, allowing her to slip below the surface and sink into the frigid waters of the fjord..."

Olaf breathes in a pained gasp, "No..."

I swallow thickly, having trouble with it as I relive those awful moments aloud. "I took care of the crippled army, and went into the water after her. She was so limp and lifeless...and when I brought her back to the surface, I made a slab of ice to lay her out on, so I could see if she was..." my voice catches, and it's suddenly hard to even attempt to swallow my heart back into my chest. Finally I continue, saying the vile word I've refused to say or even think about all this time. "...alive..." My mouth suddenly feels violated with the poison of that one word, my tongue feeling as if it's just touched the most vilest of venoms in all the world. But, the sad truth is...I really had to be sure that she was still alive... I was scared beyond my wits that she wasn't...

I sigh as I start speaking again, determined to get this story over with. "I won't go into details, but she was alive, but in bad shape. I used my powers to get us to shore, and Marshmallow carried her back to the castle for me. He was such a big help..." Olaf smiles warmly at this, though there's still a touch of worry and sadness in his eyes. "One of the guards met us at the doors, and carried her to the medical wing, and she was tended to by the medical staff for a very long time... I don't even know how long it took, I just know it felt like an eternity..."

Olaf compassionately places his stick hands on mine, as if trying to soothe me and reassure me that he's there for me, which makes me smile with warmth from his love. But my voice shakes when I speak again...betraying the inner turmoil I've been fighting for the last two days... "When the doctor and his staff was finished, he gave me the grim prognosis of her condition... Basically, she's been hurt really, really badly Olaf...and she might not wake up for a while...and I'm really scared...because I don't want to lose her..."

Olaf smiles tenderly, reaching out to touch my face, which confuses me until I see him pull his hand away. I didn't realize I had started crying, until I saw the tear drop on his little finger... "Don't worry Elsa, I'm sure she'll be ok..."

I sniffle back the tears with a quiet chuckle, wiping my face dry with my own hands. "God I hope so... I love her so much, and couldn't bear losing her..."

Olaf actually gives me a look of surprise, almost like the one he gave Anna when she said she didn't know what love was. "Wow...you must really care about her..."

"I do Olaf... In the short amount of time I've known her, we've become very close and—..." I have to stop, fresh sobs threatening to form in my throat.

"I can tell from your story. She means a lot to you, huh?" He suddenly stops and gasps with another of his big grins of realization. "Oh my gosh! Is she your true love?"

I immediately sputter in intense surprise, blushing a deep red at his completely unexpected question. M-me and Kendra?! Like that?! "N-no Olaf!"

"Well, it sounds like she would do anything for you, and you would do anything for her, and that's kinda like what happened with Anna and Kristoff, and that's what true love is. Oh! But you and Anna are each other's true love too, right?"

I blush even harder, knowing Olaf doesn't really mean anything by it, nor is he insinuating anything, but still unable to prevent myself from taking it that way. "N-no Olaf, I mean, Anna and I love each other very much, but it's familial love! I mean, we're each other's "true love" in that sense I guess but...not, love love!"

"Love love? Is that a more intense form of love or something?"

I rub my forehead as I hold my head in my hand, knowing this isn't going to get easy. "No Olaf it—...it's complicated. There are different forms of love, and the love Anna and I have is different from the love between her and Kristoff."

"Ohh ok... So then, do you and Kendra have a love like Anna and Kristoff?"

I blush so hard, you could probably light a fire off my cheeks. "Noooo Olaf! She's—...well, I do love her, but she's like...a best friend, or another sister! God no I don't have any feelings for her like that!"

Olaf looks at me with a still confused look. "Feelings like what?"

I get even more flustered, if it were even possible. "Like Anna and Kristoff!"

"...Sooo...you love her like she's a best friend, or another sister...but she isn't really your sister so..."

I rub my still burning face with both hands this time, feeling like I could get a headache from this... I mean, we're just going around in circles, and going nowhere fast... "Olaf...Kendra is...well...she's a very special person to me, ok? But not in the way you're thinking."

He tilts his head the other direction, which would be cute if it weren't for the topic at hand. "But...it sounds like true love to me. And you just said that you do love her."

"Uuugh!" I groan, feeling as if I've been defeated, unsure of how to explain this to Olaf, though I have to try one last thing. "Ok Olaf, look at it this way... Like I said, I don't love Kendra in the same way that Anna and Kristoff love each other, ok? I love her in a very similar way that I love Anna. Does that make sense?"

He looks like he still doesn't quite get it, but nods and smiles all the same. "Well, I still don't know what the difference is, but I guess it doesn't really matter. She's still your true love after all!" He giggles again innocently, and all I can do is facepalm with both hands, letting out a cross between a groan and a sigh in defeat.

"I give up..."

"Give up what?"

...I swear, Olaf's innocence can be too much at times... I can only sigh as I respond to his question. "It doesn't matter. Either way, Kendra's—"

"M-MAJESTYYY!"

Gerda's voice rings out frantically from several doors down, immediately grabbing my attention as I jolt to my feet, because I know whose room she just ran out of...

She stands there in the hallway, outside of that cursed room, completely out of breath, as if she ran from the others side of the castle. My stomach has plummeted to my feet, my voice frozen as I stare at her, wide-eyed, afraid to even ask her what's wrong.

However...the shocked look of cautious, yet pure joy on her tearful face, is enough to make my heart stop beating, as she speaks the words I've so desperately waited to hear for two agonizing days...

"Majesty...! Sh-she's awake...!"