"Here, for you!" Isaiah told her as he gave her a quiver. Arrana grabbed it as some kind of treasure. It was to her. The quiver was made of wood and it had a tree in the center of it. Arrana took one arrow and observed it. It was long as from her elbow to the top of her middle finger. It was made from dark wood, and the arrowhead was made from sharp, clear metal, with color of silver.

"I suppose you used father's money, didn't you?" Arrana asked him...although she knew the answer.

"No, I didn't." Isaiah said. "I used my coins."

Arrana then hugged her big brother tightly, and he returned the hug. Then Arrana ended the hug.

"Thank you...Izzy." she said to provoke him and Isaiah rolled his eyes. Arrana started laughing. Isaiah didn't love that nickname...Izzy. He always said it sounds childish...and funny.

"When will that disappear." Isaiah asked himself.

"Never." Arrana answered him, smiling. Isaiah sighed. "You should have accepted it by now." Arrana joked with him again. Isaiah always received joke at his expense.

"Watch what you say, I can take those arrows from you." Isaiah threatened her. Arrana instantly aimed at him and placed the arrow on the sting. Isaiah stood frozen in the place, raising his hands.

"No you won't." Arrana said. Isaiah swallowed.

"Alright, I surrender." Isaiah smiled. Arrana didn't put the bow down but still held it aimed at him.

"You forgot something." she told her brother.

"What?" he asked. Then realization hit his face. "Alright, I apologize." Arrana, pleased, laid down the bow and placed it on her bed.

"Apology accepted." she said, smiling with a feeling of victory. Then someone cleared his throat. They remembered Arah was there.

"And me?" Arah asked Isaiah.

"You?" Arrana said. "Well, you weren't supposed to come with us, as much as I remember." she laughed.

"That's right." Isaiah said. "But..." he took something from behind. She saw it was a dagger. Isaiah then gave it to Arah.

"...I did buy something for you, little devil." he finished, smiling. Arah took the dagger. He had a face with a mix of surprise and happiness...but more of surprise.

"The dagger?" Arah asked. "But I am just ten."

"But you won't be forever." Isaiah said and straightened up. "You must know how to use it." Arah smiled, but Isaiah didn't, but raised up his finger. "It is not a toy. You don't eat with that dagger."

"Of course he doesn't." a mature voice was heard. They all three turned and saw it was their father, he entered the room without them noticing. Isaiah seemed a little nervous. Arrana noticed it.

"Wait?" she turned to the father. "Father, did you know Isaiah gave us these?"

"I knew he gave you, but I didn't knew about the dagger. But he asked my permission for neither." he answered. Isaiah smiled nervously. Arah offered father the dagger.

"Father, I will leave it if you want to." Arah was jumped.

Now you're obedient, she thought to herself. Father, to their surprise laughed and gave Arah the dagger back.

"Nah, don't worry Arahael." he said. "No one of you. Isaiah is right, you should have one, but the dagger is always gonna be in your bag. You will not take it out lest, God forbid it, you need to. Understand." Arah then, as if commanded by God Himself, took his bag and placed the dagger there.

"Yes father." Arah stood like a soldier. Arrana chuckled at that.

"Alright." their father sat on the bed, looking at all of them. "Let's summarize: my eldest son bought things without my permission. My only daughter made a bow, by herself, and my eldest son taught her archery...all without my knowledge."

Arrana felt a bit of shame, and she blushed and looked down, though she knew father was just joking with them.

"My second son is keeping my land while I am out of it, and few days ago he fought his first battle. My fourth son, in that same battle, together with my nephew, defeated a leader of the enemy's army."

Arrana was terrified at this. "Father." she interrupted him. "Are they okay? Is Túrin alright? And Min?" Was Bran there too, she thought, Min defeated the leader. Did he...killed him! God forbid it! And who was with Min? Was it Aldamir or Benjen? Probably Benjen. Are they alright? Who attacked them?

"When did it happen father?" Arah also spoke.

"It's alright, Arrana." father straightened up to calm her and placed his hands on her arms. "They are fine. They are alive and well. Túrin immediately sent a messenger to us to tell us about the battle. A group of pirates came to Gulma and they attacked Calen. Minardil and Benjen with him too, but they sneaked into the ship and knocked out the leader. Then Túrin came and they defeated the army and captured them all."

Arrana took a breath and she calmed herself a little. "Min didn't kill the leader, did he?"

"Don't worry, he didn't. They just knocked him out." father answered. Arrana breathed in ease.

"Thank the heavens." she said.

"And uncle Calen?" Arah asked. "Is he alright too?"

"Yes, he is." father answered him. "They both sent the messenger."

"Was Bran also there in the battle?" Arrana asked.

"No." father answered. "Túrin left him in Minas Hîr when he rode to the fight." Arrana again breathed in ease.

"It seems there is only one of us six who is insignificant." Isaiah, scratching his trimmed beard. "Bran did absolutely nothing important." and everyone laughed. It was true. Bran was the most ignored of all of them, and he didn't stand out in comparison to other five, though saying that he is "insignificant"...Arrana didn't felt sorry for him however...because Bran was absolutely happy about that.

"Alright, isn't it too much to call him 'insignificant', Izzy, isn't that a too far, you know?" Arrana tried to stand for Bran.

"And what word do you have for it?" Isaiah asked her.

"Alright then you three." father told them. "Don't talk like that about your brother."

And then Galbart howled and he caught attention of everyone.

"Howl, howl to you too." Isaiah told him. "You only know to howl, it would be good if you knew how to speak."

"Speak?" Arrana chuckled. "Where did you heard that an animal speaks?"

"Ever heard of parrots or ravens?" Arah said.

"Alright children." father stopped their talk. His voice was serious. "I have something to tell you. We must leave Arendelle in day or two."

Arrana was surprised by this. Arah seemed disappointed, but she wasn't, she didn't think Arendelle is something pretty important. She was simply surprised.

"But father!" Arah raised his voice. Arrana placed a hand on him and looked to their father.

"Father, why, what happened? Is it about those pirates in Gulma?" she asked. Her father's facial expression showed her it was about those pirates. He then stood up from the bed and opened the door of the room, but not left the room. Eradan and Gad were standing outside.

"Arahael, go with them." father said.

"Father, why can't I know?" Arah protested.

"You are too young." father said. He pointed to two guards "Go with them."

"But father..."

"Arahael!" father said. He didn't yell, but the tone of his voice was enough. Arah then took his bag.

"Come, Galbart." he said to the wolf, who followed him. Father then looked at Eradan and Gad.

"Keep him safe. Get him for walk, or something." he said to them.

"Yes, my lord." the two guards said and took the young boy. Their father then closed the door. He came to her, placing his hands on her arms and trying to choose what to say. She noticed it was something very important.

"The pirates who attacked them," he started speaking. "were not just pirates." Arrana then took her fathers hands in her own.

"What do you mean?" she asked him. The darkness fell on her father's face. Every joy that he had in his face was gone. Only fear and...hatred. Arrana was old like Arah back then, but she remembered that only once did he had such a face-on the Passover ten years ago. And on this Passover, the Red Snake came back. She almost forgot about him. She shouldn't have.

Her father left her hands and moved away from both of them to the other side of the room. Arrana knew why he was like that now.

"They were sent by the Red Snake, were they not?" Arrana spoke up. Her father didn't turn.. Arrana looked at Isaiah instead. Isaiah just lightly and hesitantly nodded. Arrana was in unbelief, so she looked to her father. He turned to them. His grey-blue eyes were shining with a mix of fear, concern, coldness, hatred and doubt about tomorrow. Right now, his eyes were more blue than grey. He walked a little closer to them, but not much close.

"He already calls himself king." father said.

"Of Arendelle?" Arrana asked, supposing.

"Of all Israel." father said. Arrana was seriously unsure what to think. Was the Red Snake really such a madman?

"Wait, how many men did we lose, father?" she asked him. Father sat down and put a hand on his forehead.

"More than fifty are dead and hundred are wounded." he said.

Arrana was confused. That's all? she thought, that's all the people Red Snake killed.

"Father, may they rest in peace," she said "but...that's it? Fifty men? Why are you afraid of him?"

"One man dying in war is already too much, Arrana." Isaiah told her.

"I am not afraid of how many people he kills, Arrana." father told them both. They both opened four ears. "He is an extremely dangerous man. He can bring many others to doom."

"Was he there when Gulma was attacked?" Arrana asked, wanting to make a point. Their father shook his head.

"No he wasn't." then Arrana took her father's hands.

"Then he is a coward, father." she told him. Aron the Red Snake was just one in line of many self-proclaimed "kings" of all Israel. They all ended up the same way. He was no different.

"He might be a coward." their father said. "But I am afraid he isn't."

"What do you mean?" she asked him. He opened his mouth to say something, but Isaiah stepped in.

"Father, in these ten years you have always told us he is a monster. You hated him and we completely know why." her brother said. "But you don't just hate him. You are afraid of him." Arrana agreed. Father always spoke with some...horror, about the Red Snake. The darkness hit his face again. Isaiah then stepped closer to their father.

"Father, what is it that terrifies you about him?" Isaiah asked. Arrana then placed one of her hands on father's shoulder.

"Father, you can tell us." she said to him. They both wanted to help him. His voice was lighter for a moment, with relief...but it quickly ended. Father pushed her hand from his shoulder. Arrana left his hands herself.

"No." he said to them, with a cold. "I didn't tell your mother. I didn't tell your uncle. I didn't tell anybody. I only said to the Lord...in prayer. I will not tell you." and he left them in the room alone. Arrana wondered...what did he not tell them. Most importantly, there is something he didn't tell mother? They told everything to each other.

"He didn't tell mother?" she said to Isaiah. "What is that that he didn't even tell it to mother?"

"I have no idea." Isaiah shook his head and sighed. "Something very big, that is all I can guess."

Arrana didn't trust Isaiah in this moment. There are many things shared with him and he always hid that he knew them. She wanted to know if it is that again.

"Did he told you?" Isaiah turned to her.

"Have you heard him?" he asked her. "He said it himself, I don't know anything about it."

"You sure?" she still doubted him.

"Yes Arrana, I am sure." he answered. "I don't know anything." he looked away from her.

Arrana then sighed. "That face..." he looked at her again to see her. "...he only had it ten years ago. After Jol Port."

"Something there...terrified him." Isaiah said. "I don't know what."

Arrana didn't saw the need to stay here. "I will go and find Arah." she said and left Isaiah alone in the room.

When she went out of the resting house, she saw Eradan and Gad walking with Arah and Galbart beside him. Arrana approached them, wanting to take care of him now.

"My lady." Eradan said.

"I'll take care of him now. Thank you." she said to them. It was night now.

"My lady, forgive us, but it is night and we shouldn't let you and lord Arah alone." Eradan said.

"The night is full of thieves and robbers." Gad added.

"Huh, pitty." Arrana said. "I wanted to talk with my brother."

"You can my lady." Eradan said.

"We are not gonna intervene." Arrana smiled at their manners.

"No, I shouldn't." Arrana said. "The things I wanted to talk about are...personal."

"We will ignore it, my lady." Eradan said. "We will think about something else."

"What if it includes our lord father?" Arrana said, wanting to joke with them. They looked into one another, unsure.

"Is it gonna include some plot to harm lord Aramir?" Gad said jokingly. Arrana laughed.

"No, no it's not." she said.

"Then all is fine, my lady." Eradan said.

"Good." Arrana said and they continued walking.

"Are you alright?" Arrana asked her brother who seemed a little angry.

"I am." Arah said. He obviously lied.

"Arah." she placed a hand on his shoulder. "I have eyes, you know?" Arah pursed his lips and then sighed.

"I just..." he said. "He still treats me as a boy."

"Arah, if you are gonna be honest, you are a boy." she said, trying to teach him. "There are some things you simply don't understand."

"Could you tell what it was?" he said. Arrana felt stupid. He didn't even hear what she told him moments ago.

"Arah..."

"No, please, Arra, tell me." Arah pleaded.

"Arah, I wouldn't tell you even if..."

"My lord, my lady, stay behind us!" Eradan said to them as two men stood before them. One had a grey cloak, and the other one had a dark blue cloak. They had swords in their hands.

"Who are they?" Arah asked.

"Doesn't matter, keep behind!" Arrana said to him.

The one in black blue cloak steeped closer. "We came for those two." he said with a hoarse voice.

"They are under our protection." Gad said. "You won't touch lady Arrana and lord Arahael."

"That is what we will see now." the one in grey cloak said in a normal voice. Then they charged at Eradan and Gad, but the one with the grey cloak was very fast and stealthy. When Arrana blinked, he was holding the sword bellow her neck.

"If your sword goes up, mine will also go up." the one holding Arrana said. Arrana started breathing heavily. The man was holding her strongly, unabling her to do anything. She tried to stay calm. If she screamed, she knew she would die. The other man was just standing.

"What a pretty lady you are?" the man said. "It would be such a pity to cut so beautiful neck."

"Take me if you wish!" Arrana said, without fear. "But leave my brother alone, I beg you!"

"Oh no, sweet lady." Arrana felt his blade was touching her neck. "We have to bring you both to him who..."

"Now!" Arah yelled and as soon as he did, the blade left Arrana and the next thing she heards was growling and screaming behind her.

"Ahh, get off me, beast!" the man screamed. And then Arrana took a quick look behind herself and she was appaled at the sight of the man bleeding to death as Galbart was tearing him apart, and she immediately turned away, unable to watch that blood leaving the man and she closed her eyes. She quickly opened then again and saw that the one in black blue cloak was lying dead on the floor...but not thanks to Eradan and Gad. He was hit by an arrow.

A group of men was there. They are the ones who probably killed the black cloak. Arrana recognized two of them: one of them was prince Adan of Arendelle and the other one was Eugene Fitzherbert, the husband of Rapunzel, crown crincess of Corona.

"You alright, my lady!" Fitzherbert said, giving her a hand. Arrana took it and stood on her feet again.

"I am fine." she said and turned to see where is Arah.

"Arah!" she yelled and run to him. "Are you alright?" she asked him, filled with concern.

"I am okay." Arah said smiling, trying to comfort her. She immediately hugged him tightly. Lord, thank You, Arrana said to herself. Everything happened in a single moment. Then Galbart came to her. His mouth was bloody and he was looking at her with childish eyes. Arrana didn't care for blood that he had and she immediately hugged her wolf-friend. Arah did the same with her.

"Good boy!" Arrana said to him, and she smiled.

"Wow." Fitzherbert said when looking at the grey wolf. "You are a biggest wolf I ever saw, pal." he stared at the animal.

"My lady, my lord, are you alright?" Eradan ran to them, Gad following him.

"Don't worry, we are." Arah said.

"We failed you." Gad said.

"No, you two didn't." Arrana told them. That grey cloak was very fast, they couldn't stop him, she thought. "Everything happened in a moment, you couldn't stop it."

Then, for some reason, Galbart started showing his teeth. There appeared a dog of good stature and brown fur, who had only one, right ear and only one, right eye. He was just slightly shorter than Galbart. The dog was showing his teeth and barked at the wold, who was showing his teeth in his defense. The two were in a fighting positions. This didn't seemed to be well.

"Uh, they don't like one another." Fitzherbert commented.

"Almon, be calm!" an older man in armor was trying to calm the dog. Galbart was in no better mood.

"Galbart, be still!" Arah said, but the two beasts continued to threaten one another. "Galbart, stop!" Arrana said to him.

"Enough!" prince Adan said. "Grandan, take the dog out of here. Two beasts fighting each other is the last thing we need tonight."

"Yes, your highness." the older man soldier said and started to lead the dog out. "Come here, Almon!" he said as he lead him out. Prince Adan the approached them both.

"Lady Arrana, lord Arahael, forgive me because of this." he apologized.

"Don't apologize, prince Adan." Arrana didn't think she can blame Galbart who just saved her life. He just killed a man who tried to kill us, she thought, it was just stress.

"Lady Arrana, forgive me, but I think we should go back to your lord father." Gad said.

"You are right, Gad." she told him. She had enough of the walk right now.

"My lady, my lady." Adan said to them. "Will you allow me to go with you?"

"If you wish, prince Adan." and those people who were with Adan and Fitzherbert now went with them back to the resting house. Their father and Isaiah were there.

"You two are alright!?" father asked both of them.

"Yes father." they both answered and he hugged them both tightly, sighing in relief. "Thank the Lord." he said.

"You know whom you should also thank, father." Arrana said.

"Yes, I know." he said and came to prince Adan.

"Thank you, I owe you everything." he said.

"I did what was right, lord Aramir." prince Adan said and father nodded to him. Then he came to Galbart and petted him.

"You have no idea how much I love you right now, Galbart." father said, smiling to the wolf. Then he stood up to talk more with prince Adan. As they were talking, Arrana's eldest brother immediately hugged her and Arah.

"I can't believe that happened." Isaiah said. "Arendelle is supposed to be the safest place in Israel."

"It seems like it isn't." Arah said. Isaiah then again looked at Arrana and he had eyes of concern.

"Are you really alright?" he asked.

"I am, Isaiah." she smiled. "It's as if nothing happened." Isaiah then gently kissed her forehead and hugged her tighter.

"I guess you are now sick of Arendelle, aren't you?" he whispered to her.

"You don't even know." Arrana whispered, not to insult their hosts. Then Isaiah dropped to one knee, in front of Arah.

"And you, little brother?" he asked him.

"I am fine." Arah said. "They didn't even lay a hand on me."

Isaiah nodded. "Well, they were probably scared of you, weren't they?" Isaiah punched him lightly in the shoulder and all three chuckled, and Isaiah then hugged their little brother. Then Galbart touched Isaiah with his snout.

"And you." Isaiah told him and petted him. "I am tempted not to let you go, you know." he said smiling at the wolf, while Galbart was very happy.

"Lord Aramir, I don't think you will like it, but I think I know who sent those cloaks to kill your children." Arrana heard prince Adan.

"Who is it?" father asked angrily. "Tell me that we can both find him."

Then Arrana and her brothers came closer to hear who attack them.

"Lord Aramir," prince Adan said with calm voice "I don't think you will be capable to lay a hand on him."

Then prince Adan took a sword out. It was a sword that the grey cloak placed bellow Arrana's neck. Prince Adan then showed a symbol on the hilt of the sword. It was a symbol that Arrana recognized, at least partialy. It was a white, winged horse, named pegasus, with a crown on it's head. Arrana knew what house it is.

"Westergaards?" father said confused.

"They are the most wicked people on the face of the earth!" Gad said. Arrana knew why he reacted like that. Gad's father was a servant to crown prince Caleb Westergaard, and he was killed when the prince had an outburst of anger.

"This is not any Westergaard." Fitzherbert said. "This, my lords, is the symbol of prince Edgar Westergaard. I'd recognize it everywhere."

"How do you know?" Isaiah asked him. And everyone looked at Eugene Fitzherbert, whose eyes darted through the room as he wanted to decide what to say.

"Eugene." prince Adan said.

"Yes!" he immediately stood like a soldier.

"Your past as a thief is forgotten." prince Adan said with a smile.

"Thanks." he said, sighing with relief.

Arrana expected the father to be angry, but he was instead confused.

"Westergaards?" he said. "Why would Westergaards send two assassins for my children?"

"Father, they weren't sent to kill us." Arrana said. "They were sent to take us. At least that's what they said."

"To take you?" he said. "Why would they take you?"

"I don't know, but as much as I remember Aramir, Westergaards don't love us." uncle Ondoher spoke. "Since our father killed Runeard's."

"This is strange." father said walking through the room. "I'll speak to king Runeard..."

"Lord Aramir, that will not be possible." prince Adan said. Father turned and looked him in the face.

"Why?" father asked.

"We just got the news." prince Adan said. "King Runeard is dead. His son Caleb is now the king of the Southern Isles."

Father's face was then filled with fear, and also everyone else in the room. Caleb was known to be a short-tempered man, who killed all who oppose him. He was known to be unstable and wrathful man, who doesn't want compromises and peace.

Prince Caleb is on the throne, Arrana thought to herself, that is not good at all.