Surprising everyone on the courthouse, princess Anna took the centre of the room to defend Dastan. It has previously been stated that royalty would be exempt of any calling unless the judge announced otherwise. The judge hadn't said nothing about it and he seemed to have all his deliberations made when he entered the room.

Nevertheless, princess Anna spoke. She told everything since he met him. From the excursion she planned to her being caught tailing behind them. Dastan remembered her insisting to accompanying them rescuing the queen, and could imagine how upset she must have been when she discovered she had been sent back, against her will and against her orders. Still, she defended their decision to bring her back home.

She admitted the three ships fleet was a desperate gamble. Painting their sails black and navigating in the dark to join them rescuing her sister, it was a risky idea. She was placing part of the blame on herself, before the whole room. Dastan could not stop himself from admiring the young princess act.

But in the end, it didn't really matter as the decision had already been taken. The judge praised Dastan's role in the queen's rescue. But it had been made clear, in between the lines, that someone had to pay the price. The judge named Dastan guilty of attacking the princess fleet and guard. Dastan was sentenced to the gallows. It would take place the following day, in private.

While being taken back from the courthouse, Dastan noticed the princess being holded by Kristoff; the queen stood alone, tall and gracefully as ever. They exchanged looks and Dastan realised she looked shaken.

Two guards escorted him back to the palace. Other two followed behind. People gathered to look to the man who rescue their queen unaware of the verdict. The trial had been public so it had to occur in the courthouse, outside of the palace. When arriving at the palace they took him to a side door that led to the castle's underground floor.

Dastan was taken to the cell he had spent the night in. After he had been locked he heard the guards speaking "Can I have the key? My brother was on the boat he attacked, I want to have a... talk with him, before he's hanging."

"I see. Here, take it. Just make sure you leave enough meat behind for the rope."

Dastan listened to the footsteps of the guards leaving the area. The door was unlocked and opened. The last of the guards entered slowly and closed the door behind him.

Dastan looked to him and said "Why do you end using an uniform every time you're in Arendelle."

The guard took of his hat revealing to be Fitz "It seems our work is never over."

Dastan's shackles fell on the floor as if on their own accord. Dastan massaged his wrists "The queen should had listened to me. This was all predictable."

"I know. Three of our targets will be dining tonight on the castle. I have found there's a fifth. I didn't wrote his name because I wasn't sure. I am now. The problem we face remains. We don't have any proof. Money changes hands easily and the motive is not enough."

"Anyway, we couldn't proved them guilty, not even with proof."

"Queen Elsa is planning in changing the ways things run. She told that today, and she arranged a council meeting to begin doing that."

"As long as she is advised by the council she'll be at their mercy. The moment she overcomes them, she'll be their target."

"What can she do?"

"She can do little. We're going to follow your plan. We'll make the snakes surrounding the queen disappear. She'll be free. And it will send a message to the others."

Fitz pointed up "Shall we begin?"

A uniform made them pass through the castle without anyone looking to them twice. Dastan lowered his head hoping his hat could help cover it but proved unnecessary. Him and Fitz walked in pair as the other soldier. No one knew all the soldier. Since the castle doors were open, guards started patrolling all the halls. This meant that, with their uniforms, they could roam through all the palace.

At Dastan request they begun looking for the fourth name. The name of who had wanted Elsa eliminated. Dastan had seen him. He was a man of the council. He was a man who advised the late King. He had a bodyguard with him.

This men hadn't been on Dastan's trial, and hadn't seen his face. Dastan approached the man and said "The queen has asked for a brief word. Would you care to follow us?"

The man didn't looked surprised "The queen does well in listening to my advices." he said has he started to walk behind Dastan and Fitz. They took the man up to the library. Dastan opened the door to the man who entered, he entered behind the man. Closing the door behind him Dastan wasted no time and grabbed the man covering his mouth "Goodnight" he said has he made the man conscious fade, and left him fall to the floor seemingly asleep. Dastan went to the door and opened it, the bodyguarded rushed to the downed figure and ended with the same fate.

Fitz adjusted the weight on his shoulder. One of the servants was passing by and asked "Where are you taking those cloaks?"

Without stopping Fitz replied "I don't know for sure, but I don't like to be treated as a mule."

The servant asked nothing more and moved on. The men Fitz and Dastan carried ended on the jail cell next to Dastan's.

When exiting the dungeon they crossed paths with the soldiers who had brought Dastan in, sooner that evening. No one looked twice to the guards.

"We're lucky." Fitz declared, "You see those two man?"

Dastan looked to the pair entering the castle courtyard "I do."

"The one the left is the fifth entry. The one on the right is the second. Let me handle this."

Fitz accelerated his pace and met the men. Dastan saw him trading words and pointing down. Fitz turned and returned with both man following him. Dastan trailed behind them down into the dungeon. There the men couldn't walk side by side. Dastan grabbed the last man and performed the trick he now believed he had mastered. Placing, the man silently on the floor, Dastan proceed for the man ahead. Hands in the man's head and a second past he was on Dastan's shoulder.

When the footsteps behind ceased, Fitz turned to see Dastan carrying on of the men and asking "Do you care to help bring the other one?"

Fitz knocked on the door. A little girl came to the door asking for who it was. Fitz realized this was his target daughter. Consequences of actions not yet taken flashed across his eyes.

"You want to talk to daddy?" the girl assumed. She set running inside the house and returned moments later by her fathers hand, who asked Fitz "How can I help you?"

"You're the judge!"

"I am. I assume you have something to tell me."

Fitz focus on what he had came her to do. "I've come to escort you to the palace. I have a letter." receiving the letter Fitz extended, the judge opened it and read it.

"Oh! Let me get my coat." the little girl hold the door opened while her father went inside. He came back kissed her and told her to behave before coming with Fitz to the palace.

Dastan knocked on the door. No one answered. Dastan asked an old man sitting across the street if he knew if someone was home. The man replied the owner had gone to the palace.

His task eased, Dastan headed back to the palace. On his way he saw Fitz talking with the judge who had convicted him.

Blood boiled all the way to the palace. Dastan caught up with the man on the dungeon's entrance. He tapped the judge on the shoulder.

When the man turned Dastan asked "Remember me?"

The judge admired expression was replaced by one of fear when Dastan grabbed his clothes. Before the judge could react Dastan headbutted him. Fitz screamed something but Dastan was already aiming a punch. The judge went down and didn't try to rise."

Dastan only then could hear Fitz "What are you doing?"

"Wasn't I entrusted to put them unconscious?"

"Yes. But not like that. Not with a broken nose!"

"I'm a healer. I can use the practice."

The council would be reunited that night. All but one members were on the palace. Fitz and Dastan were at the council chamber doors. The last man on the list was before them. Every member of the council had seen Dastan. They could recognize him. So he stood facing outwards.

Fitz was looking to the man, who was engaged in a heat argument with a councilwoman. He approached the couple but kept quiet. After a few moments the man looked to Fitz "What are you standing there for?" Fitz feigned shyness "I have something to communicate to the councilman. I… I was told to be discreet."

Steam almost came out of the councilman's ears as everyone had been looking to the soldier on the room. The councilman grabbed Fitz arm and said "Let's talk outside."

The genius behind Fitz act had left Dastan dumbstruck, so he only remembered to follow them when they were already at the corridor's end.

Dastan was climbing down the palace stairs when he noticed the red-haired and platinum-blonde royal women entering the palace. He tried to avoid them but the queen looked to him and recognized him. She stopped and the princess stopped a step above. Dastan took a finger to his lips asking for silence. He went next to the royal sister.

"Your majesty, highness."

Only then, princess Anna seemed to recognize him. She covered her mouth with both hands as the queen asked "What are you doing here?"

Dastan looked to both sides and answered quietly "Herding sheep. I'll explain everything to your majesty, if you wait for me at the library. I just need to see some trash sent outside."

"How can I let you go?"

"Trust me. I'll meet you soon."

The women didn't speak for a moment and Dastan took the opportunity to catch with Fitz and the councilman. They were heading to the side entrance and Dastan heard the man complaining "Why would someone organize a private party in a dungeon?"

He was soon lying besides the other councilman.

Dastan told Fitz about the encounter with the sisters.

"I saw them passing us by. I think best we move now. It won't be long before the council's reunion starts. Before that, we have to bring the queen here."

"Let's go abduct the queen then, yet again."