well, here it is; the twenty-first chapter installment of my Frozen fanfiction titled 'This Icy Force Both Foul and Fair Has a Frozen Heart Worth Mining'. this is also my first new chapter installment in a long time since I don't really remember when. this chapter is one-thousand-two-hundred-twenty-one words worth. in this chapter, Kristoff, Olaf, and Sven are taking Anna back to Arendelle to be kissed by Hans. I don't think it's what Kristoff really wants to do with the princess, though. after all, if he goes through with this, he'll never see Anna again. needless to say, this chapter along with the next one are all about heartbreak.
disclamation: I had said it before, but I'll still say it again, anyway; I do not own Disney's Frozen in any way, shape, or form other than owning the film on Bluray and DVD. in terms of the movie's production, however, the ownership rights are reserved strictly for the folks of the Walt Disney Studios Company down in Los Angeles, California. I also confess to not owning even the storyline of my own fanfiction here. this fanfiction's plotline was originally done by another blogger on this site who writes under the penname of classicdisneyFTW.
I held Anna close in my arms while holding tightly onto Sven's fur as he just continued charging towards Arendelle at top speed. Olaf slid on his belly beside all of us on the way there, though. Leave it to the little snowman to find a way to search for the fun in everything during such a time.
I could still remember when I first met her at 'Wandering Oaken's Trading Post and Sauna' as it was called by the owner. The place in the mountains where she was dressed in that fancy evening gown, completely inappropriate for mountain survival conditions. I just knew she was different from that point on. Then, there was the memory I had of her when she took out that wolf with my lute. There was also my memory of when she tried to climb up the face of the North Mountain with nothing except for her bare hands. I almost smiled at that memory. She really was so determined and feisty for one so small.
Anna really was quite very small, especially when compared to me. She barely even came up to the height of my shoulders, and she was very light. It was true. I had absolutely no trouble with carrying her whatsoever. Carrying her felt just like lifting a feather to me, she was so light.
I then dared myself to steal a glance at her cradled in my arms. I could clearly see the splattering of freckles which was dusted all across her nose and her cheeks. It gave her complexion a sort of child-like innocence that added to her sweetness. Her eyes were closed at that moment, but I could still remember how beautifully blue they were. I also remember them having a slight tint of green to them, like the sky during a spring afternoon along with the colors of a beautiful rainbow. They had a brightness to them which only radiated her bubbly personality even further.
Anna had constantly been so happy and positive throughout the journey. I could not even begin to understand how she managed to see good in everything and everyone, even the likes of me. I also had failed to see how she could always hope for the best, even when the odds were stacked up against her. Then again, that was exactly what made her so likeable. I know what I am saying when I say that no one likes a pessimist or a grump, like me.
Anna was just crazy, loud, beautiful, caring, and all around wonderful… and now she was dying. She needed to be saved! I just could not let any of that wonder die.
I suddenly felt Anna shiver again as she huddled closer to my chest. I tried to keep her as warm as I possibly could. The best thing I could think to do for her, however, was to simply place my beanie cap atop her head to at least warm up her hair by a little bit more. "Just hang in there," I told her as Sven continued to charge on. 'Do not give up, Anna! We're almost there!' I thought. "Come on, buddy, faster!" I urged Sven further on.
Right when we had just reached the outskirts of Arendelle City, Olaf slid onto a bumpy path in the snow. I could hear his bumpy road-styled vocalizing very clearly, even as I continued to worry even more about Anna. Then as if his end of the journey to Arendelle could not get any weirder, he slid past us over a snow drift and ricocheted into a different direction from us. "Oh, boy!" the little guy exclaimed in a bit of surprise as he fell into the other direction. "Whoa! I'll meet you guys at the castle!" the little snowman called out to us all upon his landing in his new direction.
He might have been alright with meeting us at the castle, but I was definitely not. "Stay out of sight, Olaf!" I called out to the cheerful little guy as a warning to him. I did not even want to think about how the people of the city would react to a living snowman. Anna and I had handled the very idea of his existence alone pretty well, considering… that is, after the initial shock of it all wore off. Others, however, who knows how everyone else might react to even the sight of the little guy?
"I will!" he told us. And yet, why did I already have the feeling that Olaf was not going to take my warning seriously?
We finally made it into Arendelle City and were only a few mile away from the castle. Once Sven had halted in front of the castle gates, I hopped off of him and carried Anna towards the gates.
She looked up at me, shivering like crazy. "Are you gonna be OK?" she asked me.
I smiled at her as reassuringly as I could. This was the very reason why I lo-liked Anna so much. Here she was, basically freezing to death from the inside out, and she was worried about my welfare? "Don't worry about me," I told her.
If I were to answer her question honestly or even at all, however, I was not too sure what it would be. I mean, I knew that bringing her back was the only way to save her, and I knew I should have been happier about it than I was. I could still feel some despair and gloom rising up in my gut, however, at the thought of when she would finally kiss Hans.
I suddenly became more aware of my surroundings when I heard the gates open up as some of the servants came forth from them. One of the servants, a woman, to be exact was the first to speak upon Anna's arrival. "Oh, Anna, you had us worried sick," she said, fussing over her.
"My lady," another servant, a man, said. I let them take her from me even with the feeling of depression rising up into my gut.
"Get her warm," I instructed them. "And find Prince Hans immediately."
"We will," the man told me. "Thank you."
I just watched as they carried her away. That was when everything suddenly began to hit me. Both the worry and the uncertainty. "Make sure she's safe!" I called out to the servants.
Anna turned to look at me one last time just as she was led away. I got one last look at her beautiful face right before the gates closed between the two of us. After the gates were finally closed, I only stood there, frozen in place, staring at the closed gates with everything about the events crashing down on me like an avalanche of hurt. I was never going to see her again, nor did I know what was going to happen to her. The only thing I could do was hope that her kiss from Hans would be strong enough to save her. There was just nothing left for me to do except go back where I came from. I turned around with my head down and walked in the other direction. Sven followed me, although after a little hesitation.