The wedding ceremony had gone without a hitch. Everything seemed perfect. During the reception however, things went wrong.
The courtyard suddenly became cold, and neither Elsa or Lauren were responsible. Then a sleigh was heard, then seen. Inside the sleigh were four figures: woman with blue skin, a young woman who looked just like Elsa but with spiky black hair, a young girl who's pale blue eyes were the only part of her that could produce pigment, and Hans.
The people were slightly afraid, but no one was sure how to act. When the sleigh arrived, it's riders slowly got out.
"Hello everyone." The Blue skinned woman, who looked familiar to Laura, Anne and Kristoff answered, "Sorry we're so late, it's a long journey from where we're from."
"And where would that be?" Elsa asked.
"And who are you?" Anna asked.
The woman smiled, "I am Ingrid. Queen Mother of the Mountain Kingdom."
"I've never heard of that kingdom." Elsa answered.
"No?" The blue woman asked, "That's surprising, because I'm sure your parents must've mentioned it. Then again, they did have the trolls wipe everyone's memories. So, I suppose I shouldn't be."
"What do you mean?" Elsa asked.
The woman smiled, then she turned to her companions. "Ella dear, please introduce yourself."
The woman who looked like Elsa stepped forward, "I am Ella, Queen Regent of The Mountain Kingdom," she took a pause, then with a loud, clear and knowing voice, "and eldest daughter by blood of King Agnarr and Queen Iduna of Arendelle."
"What?" Elsa asked, she was the oldest. That's why the crown passed to her.
"I know you're confused." The woman said, "But don't worry, I can help."
Then she and the older woman joined hands and using their magic, they conjured up what looked like a combination of Grand Pabbie's visions and water memory.
Two-year-old Anna was playing with a 5-year-old Elsa, and another girl who looked like her (who was the mysterious young woman before them). They seemed happy, the older girls using their magic to entertain themselves and the younger girl. Then the scene switched to a council meeting with King Agnarr, Queen
"We've tried everything we can." Agnarr said, full of Kingly concern, "The best thing is to wait it out."
"Your Majesty," A councilman said, "the people are dying!"
"What else are we supposed to do?" Agnarr retorted.
"I have some ideas." Iduna stated.
"You do?" Agnarr asked.
"Yes, but they're risky." Iduna answered with a worried look on her face.
Agnarr gently held her hand, "My darling, you know you can come to me about anything."
"I know." Iduna replied, "But, I can't help but worry sometimes."
"At this point," Agnarr said, "I'd try anything."
Iduna smiled. Then, a woman, who looked like the blue-skinned woman before them, barged in.
"Hello. So sorry to barge in, but I have some urgent things to do, and couldn't wait to be announced."
"Who are you?" Agnarr asked.
The woman smiled. "I am Ingrid, Queen Consort of the Mountain Kingdom, and younger sister of King Edur of the Enchanted Arctic Kingdom."
The others looked at each other.
"The Mountain Kingdom, isn't that near Russia?" Agnarr asked.
"Yes." Ingrid answered, "Have you heard of the Enchanted Arctic Kingdom?"
"I have." Iduna answered, much to everyone's shock. "My mother used to tell me stories about it. She said the people there have some sort of magic, and even if they don't, they know how to use it to their advantage. She always promised to take me there one day, but," Iduna looked sad, "that never came."
Ingrid smiled.
"Was she from there?" A councilman asked.
"No, she just had friends there." Iduna answered.
"Where was she from?" The councilman asked.
Iduna looked worried. She had been careful to be vague about her past. She knew the dangers. Agnarr put a hand around her in support. "The Enchanted Forest." Iduna quietly answered.
"What?" The councilman asked.
"Well I see someone has a lot of explaining to do." Ingrid stated, "But first, despite what Agnarr's father believed, magic isn't dangerous, or tricky. It's just a force of nature. A tool that can help, like a hammer."
"But hammers build things." Another councilman said.
Ingrid turned to him, "What would happen if I were to hit this table with a hammer?"
"It would break?" The other councilman answered.
"Correct." Ingrid stated. "Now, I can get rid of this plague, but, it will cost you."
"How much?" Agnarr asked.
"Oh, I don't care much for money." Ingrid dismissively replied, "I only care for value."
"Gold is valuble." A councilman said.
"It's shiny and doesn't rust." Ingrid replied, "Just like the rarer platinum."
"What's platinum?" A councilman asked.
"A silvery metal that doesn't rust and can be found in abundance in meso-America. And in case you get any ideas, the natives there have roughly the same amount of gold as Europe and Asia, they just don't place any monetary value on it and use it strictly for decoration."
After a while, Agnarr asked, "Well, doesn't aesthetic value, valueble?"
"Well, yes. But the value I seek is more, personal." Ingrid replied with an almost sinister grin.
Iduna scowled, "If it's a life, we won't accept!"
"Oh Your Majesty, surely the life of one is equal to the life of many." Ingrid replied.
Agnarr put a hand on his wife's shoulder, "What is your price?"
Ingrid grinned, "Your eldest."
"What?!" Iduna and Agnarr asked in bewilderment.
"Don't worry," Ingrid reassured, "I shall raise her as my own."
"You're not taking her!" Iduna exclaimed.
"Not unless you can show us that, without a shadow of a doubt, you can do as you promised." Agnarr stated, he seemed rather calm.
Ingrid smiled. Then healed various people. Eventually, Agnarr and Iduna had to give in, for the good of the people. Everyone was upset, especially Elsa and the girl who looked like her who's name was Ella. The two exchanged tokens of remembrance, and there was even an exchange with little Anna. Filled with grief, Iduna went to the trolls and begged for them to erase everyone's memories of Ella.
The vision ended.