Elsa
After reminding Ella to stay hidden, and run if things went South, Kristoff and I carefully made our way down the hill.
"You have ten seconds, troll! Or do I have to end the brat to get an answer?" Matthew growled. He raised his gun.
"That won't be necessary!" Kristoff announced. We stepped forward from the shadows. "Let her go, and we'll turn ourselves in!" Matthew smirked. Pabbie shrank back, as did the other trolls as we moved through the crowd.
"Tempting offer, deer-boy. But you're going to do that anyway, with or without the girl."
"Let her go, and we'll accept anything you throw at us without resistance." I Demanded. He shrugged. "If you harm her, there's nothing stopping us from ripping you and your guards to shreds."
"Really? But what if I threatened your precious sister too?" Matthew countered. I froze; I hadn't thought of that. Anna became scared.
"Wait what!? Matthew, how could you!? I thought you loved me!" She hissed. He laughed darkly.
"My heart belongs to my wife. I loved you for the pawn you would be in my plans for domination of Arendelle. Now my father will be avenged and the people who ordered him dead will fall and bow before me! King Matthew Codes, son of the great Matthias!"
"Oh come ON!" Kristoff yelled. "There's ANOTHER one of them!?"
"That explains the uncanny resemblance to that maniacal psychopath." The trolls started to get angry. We had told them what happened all those years ago before Anna and Kristoff's wedding.
"Call him what you like, but I successfully completed what he couldn't! Now, you took my father from me, it's only fair that I take that brat from you." And without a second thought, and before any of us could stop him, he shot Alice three times in the face. She screamed behind the gag and went limp, dead.
It was absolutely silent. Everyone was perfectly still, processing what had just happened. Even the guards seemed shocked and upset. Finally, Matthew lowered the weapon that took my niece's short life. He looked ready to put it away, but instead threw it at Kristoff. It struck him in the head and he fell unconscious. Anna screamed, causing Matthew to punch her in the stomach. She too fell unconscious. I stood frozen, unable to make my brain work again. By now, the trolls had fled.
"Guards," Matthew said, "take all three of them to my cabin and lock them up. I'll deal with them later." He turned on his heel and walked away. The guards snapped out of their trance and came forward.
This time, I barely registered the cuffs on my wrists. My eyes were glued to the forgotten body of my poor little niece, now lying discarded in the middle of the clearing. My emotions went haywire. The valley began to spin around me. Unable to get everything under control, I just snapped. I don't remember what happened before I blacked out.