Chapter Three: Royal Proclamation
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Addendum: It's Tuesday now by the time I'm writing this message and I'm doing so simply because last night I overhauled two chapters entirely, morphed them into one combined body of work, then altered the entire plot of the chapter itself. I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as you've enjoyed the others.
Following the conclusion of the Great Territorial War of 2657 A.D., the victorious royal family commissioned the construction of a palace with explicit instruction to adhere to their virtually impossible requests. After half of a century and hundreds of thousands of engineering disasters, MegaPalace One stood as the crowning achievement to the first ruler of MegaKingdom Arendelle. Able to withstand multiple direct strikes from nuclear warheads without so much as leaving a scar, armed with enough advanced weaponry to supply a small but powerful army, and completely surrounded by water with exception to a mechanical draw bridge operated from within the stronghold, MegaPalace One stands today as the most formidable and imposing structure in the entire MegaKingdom of Arendelle. Direct assault on the fortress was nigh impossible just as the first King of Arendelle has desired, but the MegaPalace stood as a testament to the achievements of the new world while acknowledging the loss of the old world as per the request of the first Queen of Arendelle. The layout of complex borrows heavily from the blueprints of the orginal Arendelle Castle, the only remarkable differences being the relatively large upscale from the original design, the color scheme being a staunch blue and white, and the castle's defensive as well as offensive capabilities. The main walls of the MegaPalace have been recently modified to house prototype zero-point energy weapons, capable of annihilating all known enemy infantry units before they entered one thousand meters range of the castle itself.
Chief Justice Fredrickson, the first in the recorded history of Arendelle, brought the very grave matter of an attack from within to the attention of the royal family as well as the presiding council at the Grand Hall of Justice. After a lengthy series of talks, both the council and Royal Family agreed that the newly created Street Judges could not be assigned to both uphold the law within the massive territory and ensure the safety of the Royal Family and therefore designated the establishment of a private protectorate program, The Royal Guard. The grueling task of selecting each individual candidate for membership fell upon the two highest authorities in MegaKingdom Arendelle, the reigning monarch, king or queen, and the presiding Chief Justice. Both would meet in absolute secrecy following a discretionary vetting period to sift through a carefully crafted stream of personnel files submitted by the newly instituted Council of Five. This legislative body designed to answer to both the Chief Justice and the Royal Family of Arendelle in their regulatory capacity over the internal matters at the Grand Hall of Justice. Careful consideration is given too each potential candidate and a unanimous vote, the hand-selected files would join the elite register for extensive analysis and overall induction at the discretion of both the monarch and chief justice.
The members of the Royal Guard undergo the near exact physical and mental training regimen as imposed upon the Street Judges with one major difference, the members of the Royal Guard are effectively brainwashed into placing the lives of each member constituting the Royal Family as being above their own. By Royal Proclamation, each Royal Guard possess the unique authority to terminate any person or groups of people perceived as a direct threat to the lives of their wards, without hesitation or regulation the Royal Guards act swiftly and without remorse. Armed with the latest armor and weapons, the men and women serving under the mantle of The Royal Guard live, breathe, and bleed nothing but their indoctrinated ideal to ensure the survival of the Royal Family.
Never in the history of MegaKingdom Arendelle has any oppositional force breached the walls of MegaPalace One. Never before in the recorded history of The Royal Guards have any fallen in the line of duty under the service of the ruling monarchy of Arendelle. Never before has any oppositional assault force infiltrated the very heart of MegaPalace One and come within seconds of murdering the entire Royal Family, leaving the entire Kingdom without leader…until two hours and thirty minutes ago. The main throne room of MegaPalace One filled with members of the Criminal Investigations Unit, a department operating from within the Hall Of Justice whose sole directive is to record, process, and clean up crime scenes of particularly heinous and cruel natures. Crime scenes where the perpetrator has yet be identified, apprehended, and convicted.
Twenty-four members of the Royal Guard lay dead in throughout the halls of MegaPalace One, each riddled with incendiary armor-piercing bullet wounds. Scorch marks peppered every hall leading to the main throne room, desecrating the commemorative portraits portraying the earlier rulers of Arendelle. Within the main throne room itself laid multiple dead bodies, three Royal Guard and nine members of an unknown assault group who would be identified within the hour by a certified crime analysis on scene. King Adgar stood beside a makeshift war table, flashing an expansive holographic display outlining the military strongholds scattered throughout the MegaKingdom all the while clutching his wife, Queen Idun, tightly in a protective embrace. Queen Idun barely maintained her composure in the face of such bustling activity as well as the blunt members of Council of Five as witnessed by her fierce attachment to the King and the powerful grasp exerted upon the document detailing the ransom demands for her youngest daughter, Princess Anna, in her left hand.
Heading the mobile war table was the indomitable Chief Justice Kai, barking orders to his subordinates while establishing secure communications with the emergency palace administrators. Kai had been taken off guard in the midst of battle as shown by the blood soaked bandages adorning his right knee. The bullet had been undoubtedly meant to kill the Chief Justice, but years of experience on the Streets gifted the older man with the reflexes of a Judge half his age to the misfortune of the assailant. The King, Queen, and Chief Justice however all owed their lives to the quick actions of the Family's eldest daughter, Princess Elsa. While the Chief Justice and the King were able to disarm and execute a handful of their enemies, the vast remainder suffered an untimely death by the power of the eldest daughter, Princess Elsa.
Several of the would-be assassins suffered vicious impalement by massive icicles, while others suffered similar ice-based fates. The creator in question of these fantastically horrific methods of death had been pacing around the opposite end of the room, barely maintaining her current state of mind in spite of the never-ending stream of horrific thoughts involving her baby sister being kidnapped and held ransom by a renegade wannabe royal whose sole intent was to dethrone her parents and impose his will as the new rule of law. The blonde princess chastised herself internally for trusting the system to protect Anna in her required tour of duty as a Street Judge; she was educated within the safety of the MegaPalace on policy and administration.
"It's all my fault! I…I…I let her go, I let this happen! I thought that Olaf…and…and Marshmallow would be enough to defend her. No Elsa, no one could have conquered Marshmallow! But what could have overtaken my colossus of a snowman? What demon preyed upon my baby sister? I…I…I can't just sit here…I have to act…I have to save my sister…by any means-"
The blond princess gripped the sides of her arms tightly, so tightly that her knuckles grew paler than the ice building at her feet. Completely oblivious to the world around her, Elsa berated her every action and perceived inaction that might as well had directly instigated Anna's violent abduction. Deep within the Code of Law lay a hidden series of requirements imposed upon the Royal Family to make sure they wouldn't lose touch with the problems of their kingdom. Princess Anna's obligation by law commanded her to enlist in Legal Academy for Prospective Judges where the required passing of the entrance exams and endurance of a three-year tour of duty as a Street Judge under the alias of 'Briar Rose' came simply because of biological order into which she was born. This code is effectively locked away and buried beneath mountains of legal statutes dating back to the very first days of MegaKingdom Arendelle itself, in order to safeguard members of the royal family from those seeking to reap benefit from the perceived weakness of being cut off from the Royal Guard's protective services.
Meanwhile, Princess Elsa arose to meet the mandates of the Law through her undertaking of an immensely selective and goal-oriented educational program complete with vigorous three-dimensional training exercises and routine hypothetical scenarios, all of which concentrate solely on the efficacy in which the next monarchy can rule, trade, and draft legislation. The founders of MegaKingdom Arendelle wanted to make sure the future successors of the MegaKingdom throne would never grow distant from the people they govern and the problems plaguing their territory. These imposed decrees resulted in near complete isolation for the daughters of Arendelle, both from their family, each other, and the general population. While Anna maintained her bubbly and cheerful disposition despite growing up nearly alone for most of her life, Elsa remained far more guarded and reserved in terms of social interaction and behavioral patterns. Despite this clear alienation, Princess Elsa displayed an intellectual aptitude far greater than her parents, sister, or anyone else ever tested in recorded history. A certifiable genius, Princess Elsa came into possession of another gift, another unique ability separating herself from any other citizen or royal throughout Arendelle. The extraordinary power to conjure ice from thin air, the prowess to morph and mold the ice as well as any permutation thereof to her will, and her connection with every creation she brings forth into existence as well as those deemed worthy of sentience.
With abilities of such broad application, Elsa spawned two companions for her younger sister upon the discovery that she would be enrolled in the Academy upon her sixteenth birthday. One such companion was a loveable and playful snowman that owed his design to Anna from the playful frolicking in their youth. As such, this snowman was given the same name as his inanimate predecessor, Olaf. However Elsa realized later that her creation could not be entrusted entirely with the safekeeping of her beloved baby sister and therefor decided to create a hulking behemoth of a snowman, or rather a snow beast. Fifteen feet tall and weighing in at over a ton, Elsa had conjured a mighty bodyguard made of an intricate combination of snow and ice riddling his entire body. Possessing the ability to use the ice within his skeletal structure, amongst other things, as impressive and deadly weapons, this new bodyguard was order by its creator to keep Anna safe no matter the cost. This snow goliath would later be called, Marshmallow by her royal majesty. Following an intense scolding by her parents, several long talks with the Chief Justice and the Council of Five, and the collective agreement of all invested parties, Princess Anna accepted the permission allowing the accompaniment of both creations under the guise of their being experimental cybernetic instruments for future Hall of Justice matters.
The Snow Princess had been reassured that her baby sister would be heavily tracked and extensively guarded for the extensive duration of her years at the academy as well as throughout her tour of duty on the crime-ridden streets. Elsa had fervently objected to sending Anna away at such a young age seeing as her younger sister continued to hold such a naïve outlook on life, but the rule of law was clear and there could be no skirting around the codes by which the MegaKingdom has been governed for nearly four hundred years. Elsa's worries evidently weren't as far-fetched as everyone had led her to believe however. On the eve of her eighteenth birthday, they had received a ransom note containing a picture of the frazzled and frightened red-head next to a short and noticeably bald individual holding a pistol to her head. In the minutes following their reception of the letter, the severity of their predicament escalated immensely from terrifying to horrifying.
"How did I let this happen? I'm her older sister! The future Queen of Arendelle! How could I have been so stupid, so careless, how could I have failed the one person in my life I've sworn to protect?! How can I be expected to protect and rule over nearly one billion people if I can't keep my flesh and blood sister safe? Oh Anna, I'm so sorry, this shouldn't have happened to you…you don't deserve this…and…and I'm going to make sure I bring this bastard to justice! I'm going to go out there, find you, and bring you home…even if it means killing the son of a bitch"
In the midst of her self-deprecation, the blonde royal failed to see her mother's break from the warm embrace of her father to stand before her, watching as she paced to and fro. The Queen barely withheld the ocean of tears threatening to blast through the floodgates she'd erected to keep her composition if only for the sake of her daughter. Yet it was obvious that her daughter, wracked with sorrow and worries, enthralled herself in dark thoughts of self-loathing and blames herself for the horrible circumstance plagueing the entire family in this dark hour. Mustering up courage and control, the Queen reached out to grasp her beautiful daughter's shoulder in an effort to halt the erratic pacing.
"Snowflake? Are you alright my little one?" The sudden inquisition by her mother had thrown the gifted princess completely off track. The Queen jumped in surprise at her daughter's abrupt halt and shift in attention.
"WA! Sorry Momma, I didn't see you there. I…I…" Elsa attempted to finish her response until she met her mother's morose gaze. Both sets of ice blue eyes met and unraveled the very essences of each others emotional turmoil, bringing the conflict out in themselves to share and mourn without such much as a single confession or word. The remark died before it could reach her throat and instead the Snow Princess enveloped her mother in a tight hug and began sobbing as the weight of the day's events took their toll. Slowly the powerful walls she had erected around her heart to keep the powerful emotions in check collapsed at the weight of her mother's simple query.
"M…Momma…I…I'm…so…sorry!" The younger royal wept considerably in her mother's arms. Engulfed within a comforting embrace of love and affection, Elsa felt compelled to release all of her pent-up fear and anguish over the loss of her sister Anna.
"My little snowflake, it's…it's…going to be o-okay, we…we're going to find…" The Queen's own assurance gave way to the flood of intense emotion as her daughter wept profusely in her arms. She had lost her youngest daughter, her baby girl, under the promise that the innocent young woman would never come into harms way. Both women now wept openly at the though of young Anna violently snatched away for the devious purposes of an enemy family.
"Momma, this…this is all my fault…I should have protested more, I shouldn't have stopped at just one guard…I ….I…" Elsa stammered as she broke their embrace to continue pacing about the throne room.
"Your Highness, the law is clear on this matter. The eldest of the Royal Family must be educated in administrative capacities while the youngest is to serve a three-year tour of duty as a Street Judge under an assigned alias. We do not know how the family Westergaard discovered the true identity of your sisters but I assure you that we will not stop until she is found and the perpetrators convicted for their crimes." Chief Justice Kai vacated his position to approach the Snow Princess, laying a gently firm hand upon her shoulder. The young woman lifted her gaze to meet Kai's directly with fierce determination.
"Chief Justice Kai, with all due respect I believe that I must retrieve my sister personally and I therefore order you to prepare the adequate gear necessary for such an operation. I won't take no for an answer!" The young blonde declared as the entire room felt the temperature plummet considerably. The stunned silence quickly gave way to an uproar of objections from the Council, King Adgar, and the Chief Justice. The Criminal Investigation Unit soon found itself caught in the middle of a verbal onslaught of fervent objections to Princess Elsa's demands. Too nervous to interrupt, a good number shrugged and continued to perform their duties as quickly as possible in hopes of being able to leave before the situation grew out of control. The others stood with their mouths agape at the unusual demand of the princess and the reactions to the demands.
"This cannot be done! The safety and security of the Royal Family is paramount, we cannot…"
"The Rule of Law is abundantly clear that…"
"ELSA! AS YOUR FATHER I ABSOLUTELY FORBID YOU FROM…"
"Your majesty…I umm… do not believe it would be wise at this time for you to embark…"
Her patience reaching its utmost limit, Elsa swiftly raised her arms toward the elaborate ceiling and instantaneously summoned a massive snowstorm to fill the room with a violent burst of raw power and energy. Slowly lowering her arms to her sides, the gifted princess took two meaningful steps toward the objecting parties and shot a glare that would have otherwise killed had it been within her power. Summoning every ounce of anger, sorrow, and regret, the Snow Princess transformed these seemingly detrimental emotions into raw furry and power to use in her royal proclamation. In an instant, the entire barrage of snow and ice temporally froze, stunning everyone within the room at the sheer display of power and control over the element.
"I don't think any of you understood me…I am going to FIND MY SISTER AND BRING HER HOME, NONE OF YOU ARE GOING TO STOP ME!" The powerful royal proclaimed as a vicious snow flurry circulated around her form before a casual dismissive hand motion terminated the feat.
The Chief Justice held fast before the Snow Princess as she displayed feats of God-like power over ice. Having already seen the deadly potential of her gifts, Kai reassured himself that the relationship he shared with the eldest royal daughter was enough to dissuade her royal highness from putting him on the receiving end of an airborne icicle. It did not prevent him from releasing a shudder at the sheer power and chilling temperatures emanating from her form.
"Your Majesty, I've already contacted the Hall of Justice to order my best Street Judge to report directly to MegaPalace One for reassignment to your sister's Case. The matter is completely under control, there is no need for emotional outbursts and unreasonable demands at a time where we are all under extreme duress. I urge you to calm yourself my lady, and think about the ramifications brought upon by your requests." Chief Justice Kai calmly and carefully spoke as he waved a pleading arm in the direction of the King and Queen to allow him the chance to instill some sense into their daughter.
"Case?! She's not just some CASE THAT YOU CAN ASSIGN SOME STUPID JUDGE TO INVESTIGATE SHE IS MY SISTER AND I WILL NOT HAVE HER TREATED WITH SUCH DISRESPECT!" The royal screamed with all of her might as tears cascaded down her fair skin and amorphous forms of ice collected violently within the palms of her hands. The throne room's temperature had dropped dangerously low at this point, and the small flurries of ice slowly accumulating from the very start of the entire ordeal had now transformed into a terrifying buffer of razor-ice separating herself from the present company residing within the main throne room. Before the Chief Justice could respond a soft voice sharply cut through the howling winds and the raging storm brewing around the eldest royal daughter
"I've already lost one daughter…I cannot bare to lose another. Please, stop this, please my little snowflake." The Queen choked out in a voice that deeply betrayed how emotionally compromising the entire situation had been upon her. In an instant the entire storm ceased, and Elsa's gaze transformed from one of ferocity and cut-throat determination, to one of guilt and sorrow. No one dared move a single muscle and risk disturbing the piece for what seemed like an eternity until the mesmerizing silence was shattered by the sudden intrusion of a Royal Guard. As Queen Idun rushed to hold her daughter tight, the King and Chief Justice approached the man to determine the reason for his presence.
"Sire, Chief Justice, you ordered me to report when Judge Bjorgman arrived. Well Sirs he's..."
"On time and awaiting further instruction." The hardened Street Judge interrupted and bypassed the guard to stand before the two highest authorities in MegaKingdom Arendelle. Giving the Chief Justice a salute of respect and awaiting for his superior to return the gesture. At Kai's return salute, the Street Judge knelt before the reigning monarch of the MegaKingdom.
"Your majesty." The Street Judge spoke with reverence never once lifting his gaze from the lowered position.
"Rise, Judge Bjorgman. We are in desperate need of your service." The King announced as he ushered the armored Judge to stand. Judge Bjorgman rose and stared about the room, making detailed mental note of every single potentially vital piece of information to record for later analysis.
"I can see that, looks like a bomb went off in here. What happened? Experimental Grenade?" Judge Bjorgman deadpanned he moved to carefully examine the perfect crystalline ice structure of man encased in pure ice. The sheer look of terror in his eyes informed the Street Judge that his death was swift and painless.
"That would be my doing, as a matter of fact Judge…" Elsa began to correct this seemingly obtuse street judge stopped short of completing when she gazed upon the man in question and took in his entire form. Exceptionally tall, this Judge was the pinnacle of human physical conditioning. The way he had shift his helmeted gaze about the room gave Elsa the impression that this man was hyper observant to the point having a photographic memory, based on the fact she too possessed that quality in addition to her other unique attribute. In allowing her eyes to scan his entire body, Elsa's cheeks flushed read at her thoughts of at how well the Kevlar-Integrated leather jacket and uniform stuck to his body like a glove without becoming too intimate for a man of the law. Returning her gaze upward, the Princess found the pillar of a man unquestionably returning her gaze with a slackened scowl. Taking three steps forward, the Street Judge closed the veritable gap between the two before answering the question of his identity.
"Judge Bjorgman...your highness…at your service." The Judge bowed slightly as he uttered his gravelled response. The Street Judge stood in awe of the eldest of the royal daughters, the most he'd learned about either originated from late night reviews on the reports submitted to the Hall of Justice from the Royal Guard. Standing at a full head and one half shorter than his full height, the blond princess's lithe figure displayed elegance and power all in one seemingly perfect combination. The Princes wore a teal dress accentuating a sweetheart bodice with bronze lacing, black sleeves and a flowing magenta cape. Her beautiful platinum blonde hair styled in a French braided crown twist bun. On the whole, Judge Bjorgman found all possible attempts at describing this fair princess as anything but beautiful were futile. In keeping with a professional attitude, Judge Bjorgman quickly remembered the origin of his curiosity, the mysterious ice.
"A gentleman typically removes his hat when addressing a member of the Royal Family." The Snow Princess quipped with a small grin as she allowed herself to be swept away in the leather filled sight of the gruff street judge.
"Article Two-Zero-One-Three, paragraph eleven, article twenty-seven states that a Street Judge is strictly forbidden from removing his helmet while performing the requirements of his job on active duty." Came the swift guttural reply from the Street Judge as the pair never broke their perceived eye contact.
"What if I were to order you to remove your helmet and reveal your face myself? Elsa responded without delay, enjoying the verbal dance begun by the meeting of an irresistible force and an immoveable object.
"Negative. Only by the explicit order of King Adgar or by the explicit order by Chief Justice Kai can I remove my helmet"
"Oh you're no fun!" Elsa pouted falsely as betrayed by the giggle she couldn't help but let escape from her lips. With a heavy grunt, the Street Judge turned his head to face Chief Justice Kai and King Adgar.
"With all due respect Chief Justice, Your Majesty, why am I here and not back on the streets?" The gruff Judge demanded with a tactless tone, hiding his obvious discomfort in attempting to hide the emotions the royal Princess Elsa began to stir deep within behind a veil of indifference and anger.
Both the King and Chief Justice both sighed and the latter held a hand signaling that the King to remain in the chamber while he debriefed his best Judge in full on the situation at hand. Elsa could only stare at the broad-shouldered back of Judge Bjorgman as he and Kai proceeded to head into the dining room, shutting the door to create an atmosphere of privacy both for themselves and the Royal Family. The King merely nodded however, and stepped toward his suddenly chipper daughter and grinning queen, confusion clearly evident upon his face at seeing the two women in such a state. Watching his old friend and partner escort the impressive Street Judge, King Adgar cautiously kept his mouth shut until he was certain the door had closed behind the pair of officers before turning his attention back to his family.
"Elsa, I absolutely forbid you from goooo…my love why are you standing there, grinning like a fool, when our daughter is contesting our authority on keeping her safe within the palace walls?" The King asked worriedly, fearing his wife finally succumbed to the emotional trauma brought upon by the entire disastrous ordeal. Queen Idun simply chuckled as her daughter blushed furiously at her mother's implication, all of which flew well over the head of one very confused King. Growing agitated at being kept out of the loop at a crucial juncture in their lives the King gave an abrupt throat clearing to regain the attention of his beloved yet potentially insane wife.
"Oh Adgar…I was just thinking about how similar I must have looked to Elsa when I first met you. It's positively invigorating to see my daughter so enamored with that impressive Street Judge…what was his name…Brodman...Brody…Buddy…." The Queen trailed off.
"Judge Bjorgman, Momma!" Elsa had taken the Queens bait and based upon the furious blush overtaking her cheeks, the eldest daughter knew her mother had discovered the abundantly obvious connection she felt with the Street Judge. The Queen merely responded with a very provocative grin, coaxing deeper blushes from her embarrassed daughter.
"What on earth are you two talking about?" The King asked exasperated, clearly not following his wife's train of thought nor observing his daughters not-so-subtle physical cues as to the emotional connection she felt for the burly Judge Bjorgman.
"Oh Adgar, come now! You can't possibly expect me to believe you can't see what's going on between your daughter and that Judge Bjorgman, right?" The Queen emphasized the last words in her response to make her point overwhelmingly clear for her husband who possessed the uncanny ability to lose all common sense whenever matters of the heart appeared in polite conversation.
"Idun I fail to…wait a minute…Oh no, you can't possibly mean that…Elsa I forbid this, you are most definitely not leaving with that Judge!" The King stammered as the entire situation suddenly become abundantly clear and the realities of which sunk deeper and deeper into his mind and heart. The Queen scoffed and strolled up to her fuming husband, draping her elegant arm her husband's neck while commanding his full and uninterrupted attention. The King quickly entered a trance-like state at the smallest touch of his wife's soft hand, leaving him utterly vulnerable to suggestion for a brief instant.
"Can you blame your daughter, my love? After all it runs in the family, and I do believe I made a wise decision to marry a Street Judge…after all you're here aren't you?" The Queen softly elucidated as she blithely moved around her husband, only coming to rest at his side with her fingers interlaced with his, her hand clasping his bigger hand. Truly, the Queen used her gift of gab as well as her learned influence on her husband's heart to elicit the response she desired.
"Yes, yes, quite righ…WAIT! Idun, we cannot allow our eldest daughter to go gallivanting with a Street Judge on a life threatening mission to retrieve our missing daughter!" The King objected strongly and started to continue until he caught the powerful look in his wife's eyes. At that moment he realized the folly of his oppositional statement and attempted to amend his objection, unfortunately the Queen responded far quicker than anticipated.
"Adgar, my baby girl is missing, we were nearly killed today, and Kai has brought the best damn Street Judge the Hall of Justice can offer! Our daughter has abilities far beyond that of the average person, and despite my…worries for Elsa's safety out there in the seedy underbelly of Arendelle, I…I…I trust Judge Bjorgman, and I trust Kai's recommendation even more. Plus, if I met and fell in love with a Street Judge then our daughter's infatuation can't be all that bad! After all if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't even be sitting the throne!" The Queen spoke brazenly as she jabbed her gloved finger hard into her husband's sternum. Elsa couldn't help but watch, as her mother became the very image of a matured Anna.
"Alright…Alright! Goodness, I'm starting to wonder why I left the streets to marry you in the first place." The King quipped with a cheeky grin. The Queen rolled her eyes and brought him into a loving kiss. Seeing her parents in a happy and loving embrace filled Elsa with warmth will a slight hint of nausea, as this couple before her very eyes was still her momma and papa brining the atmosphere from the highest feeling of adoration to the most uncomfortable feeling of sheer embarrassment.
"Right…I remember now," The King sighed before he refocused his attention to his daughter, watching as she waited with bated breath and clenched fists all the while biting her lower lip just as her mother does when she felt anxious. "I'm still not entirely convinced…" The King began, noting his daughter's reaction as he decided to keep silent and await her response.
Elsa let loose a long dramatic sigh, spinning around in a most un-lady-like fashion before asserting her gaze upon her father. Breathing in calmly and exhaling smoothly, the Snow Princesses gathered her wits and regained her rationality and sensibility. Her father didn't need to hear any more emotional outbursts, or dramatic pleas, or even childish demands. Her father needed to hear a clear and concise logistically valid argument for her joining Judge Bjorgman in the operation to locate and retrieve Anna, and Elsa had the perfect idea.
"Father…please consider that Anna will most likely be emotionally and physically traumatized from this entire ordeal and as such definitely halt her tour indefinitely," Her mother released an audible gasp and Elsa noted the tears begin to form around her eyes before she continued.
"…That being said, I believe that due to my connection with the creations I've assigned to guard her, both of whom cannot be found either, I can effectively track Anna's location based on the homing qualities I've instilled within them. Additionally, this presents a unique opportunity to step in for….for…for Anna…and carry out the burden of enduring a treacherous term on the Streets, in the same official capacity as a Street Judge, thereby granting me even more experience to lead Arendelle and see her thrive and prosper under my rein." Elsa anxiously awaited her father's decision now that she'd spoken her peace, and her final argument recorded in the mind of her father. The young Snow Princess watch with excruciating anxiety as her father separated himself from the embrace of her mother to pace to an fro, just as she had been not an hour before hand. Precious seconds ticked away as both Queen and Princess watched the reigning King of Arendelle carefully consider his options before rendering a final judgment. Suddenly, King Adgar stopped dead in his tracks and swiftly turned to face the two royals, smirking at their unease.
"After careful consideration…Elsa…my snow angel, I feel that I cannot and should not keep you from using your amazing talents to help find and rescue your sister. You may go…BUT…but…there will be a few stipulations I wish for both of you to agree upon before any plan comes to action." The King decreed much the happiness of the women in his life. He could only sigh as they both leapt for joy and the prospect of Elsa bringing back her sister safe and sound, and ensuring justice comes to those who have violated the law in a most heinous way. Shaking his head, King Adgar walked over to the pair and wrapped them in a heavy embrace, whispering how much he loved his family and could not bear to lose any of them.
"Adgar, Elsa, why don't we go check in on Kai and the Street Judge? We need to inform them of our decision and determine whether Kai will even agree to this whole arrangement? Besides, I'm sure our little snow flake wants some more time to examine young Bjorgman's 'credentials'." The Queen thoughtfully suggested to the King as well as the Snow Princess with a chuckle before departing from the group with a regal stride toward the entryway into the dining room.
"Idun! MOM?!" Were the responses from the King and Elsa respectively as they hastened up to catch up to the Queen just as she reached the doorway. The King exhaled a heavy sigh at the entire predicament, this day had started so well with prospect of his youngest daughter returning home for her eighteenth birthday, and now he would be sending his eldest daughter with the best Street Judge Arendelle had to offer in an attempt to locate and rescue the same youngest daughter. Elsa on the other hand could barely contain her glee at the prospect of reuniting with her sister, and bringing the hammer down on the sick bastard who dared to attack her family. However, the Snow Princess further felt another feeling deep inside regarding this entire operation, a feeling associated with thoughts of certain Street Judge.
"There's something about this…Judge Bjorgman…something hidden, reserved, something he's hiding away from the world…and I want to know what it is. But is that what I'm really wanting to know? Is there more between us than an initial connection, he may be a man I just met…but there's definitely something…definitely something. You better watch yourself Judge Bjorgman, there's going to be a new Judge on the Street and she's set her eyes on you." The Snow Princess thought with a grin as she pushed the large wooden doors open and prepared for the second meeting with the mysterious Judge Bjorgman.
Chapter Finite
Authors Ending Note: Wow, wow, WOW! This was a beast of a chapter to write, but I really REALLY hope you all enjoyed that! I know I know the initial meeting between the two was brief but bear in mind I literally rewrote two chapters and combined them before rewriting that conglomeration into what we see here today. I hope you've all enjoyed the story so far and my updating schedule is going to be irregular but please know that I am not abandoning the story nor is it going on hiatus. As always, read and review! PM me if you have private suggestions you do not wish for others to see, or if you just want to talk. Thank you again for all of your time and patience! Good Night!
Also it's 11:53 and I've finally found a way to get this document onto this website's Document Manager, but I had to submit it in fractions so forgive me if there are a few more errors than normal. Also this chapter alone is longer than the previous two combined so keep that in mind. One more thing, see if you can spot the Disney references. Peace out my adoring fans and loyal readers!