March 5. Anna held the book in her hands. She sighed. So much was risked for this book, she couldn't believe it. "You know, you almost got me exiled, right?" she whispered to it. Anna was certain that the only thing harder than getting the book would probably be climbing the North Mountain or something. She had snuck past 8 guards, hid in 3 suits of armor, and then went up the stairs blindfolded. Don't ask. And that was before she had to wait in the oven for hours until the maids left! Honestly, next time she tried to sneak into her father's personal library, she needed a thorough plan first. Well, hopefully there wouldn't be a next time.

Well, no point dwelling on that now. She wiped the dust off the cover. And dropped it on her bedroom floor almost immediately. "King Agnarr's Personal Journal?" Anna's face turned white. "No, no, NO! Argh! How could I have grabbed the wrong one?!" Anna growled. Now she would have to go back all again for the correct tome - "Royal Recipe for Hot Chocolate." Anna picked the book up and walked toward the door. In her haste, she must have forgotten to hold it properly, because a page dropped on the floor. 'Great,' she thought. 'What now?!'

King Agnarr, it is of utmost importance that the following information be transferred.

As you know, the Royal Windsors have all been wiped out, excluding the heir. She, as you know, is 17 and therefore unable to take the throne until she is of age. In North Waytm, the throne can be transferred when the heir is 18. However, I have a source inside the North Waytm army that the attack on the Windsors was dictated by the one and only Fire Louse. It is an exiled branch of the South Waytm Army, and thus, creates a political three-way potential war. Under the guidance of the Arendellian Army, do not, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, travel or make contact with either three of the parties, especially the Princess.

Your Royal Advisor, Duke Reingard.

Reingard, how utterly ridiculous. What on earth are you talking about? Some fire lizard, the South Waytms, and The Windsor? Firstly, the South Waytms are never to be trusted or to be taken seriously. Also, The Windsor obviously needs help. You forget that our families were allies for generations! They have helped in many of our crises, and we must repay them. Me and the Queen have already arranged a ship for the royal's funeral, and will be departing shortly. Iduna will inform Elsa of the circumstances. Especially because of Elsa's. . . situation. Do NOT try to convince me otherwise. And do NOT inform Anna of ANYTHING. She'll have enough going on as it is. . . And lest you forget that I am your King, and thus, your ruler. You take orders from me. You forget your place, Reingard.

King Agnarr.

Your Majesty. . . Very well. I apologize for my insubordinace, and will follow your orders accordingly. I have arranged a time for both Princess Elsa and Queen Iduna to be present. As you wish, Princess Anna will not be informed of why you are travelling. I still object to you going, especially at this time . . . but you may do as you wish. As I will not be seeing you until after your trip, Farewell, and Good Tides.

Duke Reingard

Ann's head was totally blurry. And mad. And more mad. Okay, so maybe her head wasn't blurry. She was just mad. There was so much ammunition in one page of her father's notebook, if she read the whole book, she might have had a heart attack. First, who were the Windsors? From the letters, she assumed that they were the royals of a country called North Waytm. And. . . they were all dead except for the Princess, who she inferred was called The Windsor. So Reingard didn't want Father and Mother to go to. . . their funeral? That was why they had left? And why did Reingard not want them to leave? She re-read it again. Oh. Because of some war? But why on earth would her parents want to go there if they knew there was a potential war happening?

But most importantly, WHY did her parents insist on not telling her any of this?! And worst of all, they told Elsa?! Yeah, Anna was really mad. She was more than mad. She was fuming. She was driven out of her fiery fumes by a knock on her door. 'WHAT?!' she wanted to yell, but she knew she couldn't be like that. She was the princess, even if she had less freedom than a street rat. She took a deep breath. "Yes?" she said. "Princess, your dinner. Also, the King has asked me to remind you that they will be back in around 2 weeks," the servant said. Anna panicked. Where to hide the book? Or should she lie about it and give it to the servant? Or should she stall for time? Or-or-or-

She quickly snatched the book and the page and shoved it into the back of the closet. The servant outside asked, "Your Highness?" Anna quickly stood up straight and ran to the door, hoping that she looked innocent. "Yes?" she replied to the confused servant.

"Oh! Right, your dinner. . . " she handed Anna the tray with her dinner on it. "Here. And. . . are you alright? You look a little flushed." Anna's eyes went wide, and she replied, "NO! I mean, everything's fiiiine," before shutting the door in her face.

'Whew. I'm glad that's over. Now, what would the the most logical course of action?' she wondered. Well, it would be to get a good night's sleep, and to tackle the book in the morning when she was refreshed. But of course, we're talking about Anna here. Of course she didn't listen to any logic at all, and instead flipped through her father's journal into the bright hours of the early morning.

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