Third person
Ella saw everything. From the little hill overlooking the clearing, she held back tears as her cousin, her best friend, was murdered. She watched as her uncle was struck unconscious by the pistol flung by the Tyrant, as she knew him. Her aunt collapsed when the Tyrant sucker punched her in the gut. Ella watched, waiting to see what would happen. Her mother remained standing, albeit frozen in shock and horror.
The Tyrant gave an order and the guards went to apprehend Ella's family, or at least what was left of it. Her mother didn't move, staring at the crumpled little body of her niece, discarded in the center of the clearing. Suddenly, as two guards attempted to place cuffs on her wrists, a blast of ice froze them and three others solid, along with destroying the handcuffs. She then fainted, which caused the frozen men to shatter. All that was left was the Tyrant an his two personal guards. By then, the trolls had disappeared, taking Alice's body with them to give her a proper burial.
The Tyrant and his goons loaded the three unconscious prisoners onto a horse and began to lead it out of the clearing. After debating for a moment, Ella followed close behind. She stayed in the shadows, not wanting to make her presence known. It was a good half an hour before they reached their destination; a small, ominous, but quaint wood cabin. The goons carried Kristoff and Elsa inside, while the Tyrant spoke with a strange woman who had come from out of the cabin. Ella took a chance and slipped closer to hear what they said.
"Good afternoon, my sweet." The Tyrant crooned.
"I have nothing to say to you. You murdered that innocent child for nothing. They would have gone quietly otherwise!" The woman yelled. The Tyrant gasped before kissing her forcefully. When he let her go, she slapped him across the face. "Your mind control no longer works, and I refuse to do this any longer!"
"You little...!" He attacked her, trying to choke her. She kneed him in the stomach and stepped back when he doubled over. "Men! Lock her up inside with the scum."
"But what about her, sire?" The man pointed to Anna, still lying unconscious on the horse. The Tyrant growled. The men didn't question further, instead taking the woman inside. The Tyrant then turned to Anna and took a deep breath. He pulled her down and wrapped his hands around her neck. Knowing what was coming, and with zero desire to watch it happen, Ella covered her ears and squeezed her eyes shut. She only reopened them and let go of her ears when she heard a thump beside her.
"Don't look down, don't look down!" Ella thought aloud. The Tyrant had thrown her aunt's now dead body into the woods, and it had landed right next to her. Ella quickly moved away, careful to not be spotted.
"The prisoners are secured, sir." One of the goons said. He and his comrade come from inside the cabin, locking the door behind them.
"Good. Now, I want a search party put together to hunt down that little girl who helped the scum escape in the first place." Ella swallowed hard. "Search every inch of Arendelle, and the neighboring towns. I want her, dead or alive."
"Yes sir." With that, the men stalked off. The tyrant fell in step behind them. Once she was sure they were gone, Ella crept from the woods up to a cabin window. Her mother and uncle were still asleep, and the woman from before was sitting in the corner, sobbing behind a stove. The child quickly decided to head to Troll valley, but not before sneaking inside. She went unnoticed by the crying woman as she slinked up to her mother's restraints. A simple cuff around her ankle connected by a long chain bolted to the floor. After studying the lock, and seeing her uncle's cuff had the same lock, she created a set of unbreakable ice keys and hid them in an obvious, but not too obvious, place. Finally, she made her escape, running as fast as her legs could carry her back to the trolls; her only hope.