Elsa.

They had downloaded every scrap of computer info on earth. They knew what she looked like, how she acted, her fears and insecurities. The desire to protect her sister, albeit rather badly.

Love.

While this is a construct that the Masters have struggled with, they were some quick learners. It's why they picked us. Olaf is learning to care. While I felt the way they treated me was shitty, the results prove otherwise. I am a better person for all their efforts. Now it was time to take some of that knowledge and incorporate it into the latest and greatest sentient orb to date, Elsa.

They even managed to change the look of this orb a bit, which I personally found kinda' funny. 'She' had a light blue color scheme and a golden crown shaped just like the one from the movie. It had a strange skirt-like cover that encircled it's backside with some icicle dangly bits that hung freely from the front part of the cover. Whatever it was, it looked fantastic. Plus they changed the grillwork and lens to give the impression of a more feminine appearance, I think they nailed it.

Anna had spent the last couple of days riding Kjekk between the stable and here. This in and of itself was absolutely amazing. With no training on either one of their parts, Anna replicated a saddle and bridle at the castles larger replicator, threw it on his back and took off. That's it. Normally this takes weeks or months. Once again she has left me baffled. I hope she plans on doing the preliminary training on whatever creature I end up riding, this is something I'm not really looking forward to.

She was gone for a good part of the day yesterday, so we haven't seen much of each other. She could tell it was starting to wear thin on me and did manage to stay here last night. The funny thing was though; Kjekk really didn't need a pen or stable. Wherever Anna was, was where he wanted to be. He would hang out around the house nibbling the tall grass. I was fine with this as he proved to be a great lawn mower, while leaving some deposits as well. I never paid much attention to what happens to the incredible amount of poo around this place. It turns out that machines come around in the middle of the night to dematerialize it, then inject it back into the soil. So that's how the trails are kept so clean!

It was time for dinner and Anna's backside was finally paining her enough to take a break from riding.

"So what have you been doing while I've been out?"

"One of the architects stopped by today to show me his design for our compound."

"That was fast, did you like it?"

"Sort of, it'll need some tweaks. I want to see all of them before I commit to one design, and maybe I can get them to collaborate on something."

"I can't wait to see the final plans!"

"Me too, I'd like to get settled." What I was about to do next would be a source of contention for the next few days.

"Anna, Olaf and I have decided you need an assistant of your own and I'd like you to meet..., Elsa." She came around the corner and stopped about a yard from her.

"You want to spy on me!?"

"No, Anna. That's not the reason for this. I want to be able to stay in touch. You are out with Kjekk quite often, and as queen, you will have duties that require separation..., and..., I miss you." She had seen my despair and came over to give me a hug.

"I'm sorry; I guess I got wrapped up in the moment. I didn't mean to ignore you."

"Honestly Anna, it's OK. I admire people with passions, and this is no different. I want you to have this horse and this freedom. But we have responsibilities now. What if you were to have an accident? You may not be in screaming range next time."

"OK, I get it." She said with something of a huff, arms akimbo. I think she was more upset that she had misjudged me. We weren't one hundred percent yet.

"Hello, Anna. I really do want to get to know you." Wow! While Olaf never really sounded like movie Olaf- shit- even Anna didn't sound like movie Anna, They nailed the voice of Elsa, it was positively freaky. Anna didn't recognize it, however. Up to this point she had only heard Elsa sing.

"You will never be my sister." Well, that's kinda' bitter.

"I know..., I'd just like to be your friend."

"Princess Anna, I personally oversaw the programming of this orb, you can trust her." Olaf decided to finally join the conversation; Elsa was kind of his 'baby'.

"That doesn't instill me with confidence, Olaf." Hmmm, this is just not like her at all. She had trusted Olaf with the Trial. Even with my own personal overhaul. Why the mistrust now?

"Elsa, can you make sure Kjekk doesn't wander off too far, I'll be heading out to the castle shortly."

"As you wish, your highness." Elsa actually sounded a bit dejected at her trivial task. Elsa and Olaf left the room together.

"Please Anna; don't take this the wrong way. No one despises their spying more than me."

"That's not true at all! You practically said quite the opposite, remember?!"

"I said I accepted it, that doesn't mean I like or approve of it." Whoops! Somebody miscalculated their argument, point me!

"UGHHH! I hate it when you're right!"

"It's OK, just take a few deep breaths and settle down, Feisty Pants." We used to use these derogatory terms of endearment all the time, I hoped it would return. I picked her up and gave her a big hug; she struggled at first, but gave in.

"I can't help but love you."

"And I have always loved you." But there was something missing in her voice. She seemed far away, lost in other thoughts.

Maybe I am approving of their spying on us. They're learning. As Anna trotted off to the castle, I could hear Elsa trying to make small talk with her, attempting to put her at ease. If they can learn from us, it may rescue their civilization. But I have to meet them first, before I can draw any conclusions.

But what is up with Anna? She just got the one thing she's been dreaming of, and now we're going down that path again. She surprised me with her anger, but maybe that's that little bit of me in there. Kinda' like when we first met. An assistant is kind of a life changing event. They're in your face usually when you don't want them to be.

Despite the fact she's reluctant for an assistant, maybe she'll see how useful one is. I would wait until the rotation into night, then...

"Oh, Olaf?"

"Yes Prince Michael, how may I be of service?"

"Being a bit formal, are we?"

"It's late, your highness. I assumed it would be official business."

"Very clever Olaf, good work. I'd like to talk to the Princess."

"One moment please, Elsa's responding."

"Yes, Michael. What is it?" Her voice was flat and monotonic. This isn't going well; I have better come up with something good. There's been a change of plan that I have been kicking around in my head, looks like now is a good time to break it out.

"Originally, I just wanted to call you and say goodnight. But I've been thinking. What do you think about keeping the castle and turning it into an arts, theater, and banquet facility? The lodge is kinda' plain and stuffy, and if you could oversee redecorating the castle to reflect something tasteful, I think it would be a good project for you."

At first I heard her sigh, she knew I was trying to smooth things over.

"Ugh..., very well; I guess I could give it a go."

"Anna, I wouldn't have suggested it if I didn't think it was a good idea. I know I haven't discussed this previously with you, but I've kicked this idea around for a day or so."

"Hey, I'm on my way home, Silly Buns. We'll discuss this tonight, if that's OK with you?

"Sure, I'll be waiting. See ya soon."

"I'll be back in a half hour. I'm riding the bike home; Kjekk can hang out in the meadow. End transmission."

Something is wrong. Damn females! Always a mystery, will this ever end?

She got back to the house and we were camped out in the living room, listening to some Basie, we never even got to the subject of the castle.

"I have to admit- Anna- you've been acting very strange lately. I thought Kjekk would bring some joy into your life, but that doesn't seem to be the case. So please tell me, what's wrong?"

"Have you ever wished for something..., got it, and then it turned out not like what you expected?"

"Why yes. She's about this tall, (I put my hand on top of her head) teal eyes, strawberry blonde hair, and kinda' grouchy in the morning."

Slug.

"Really? You wanna' go down that path right now?"

"When I was on earth, I was content to be alone for a very long time. Then it started to eat at me till I got kinda' sick of it, somewhere around the time you showed up."

"When was I on...? Oh, you mean the movie."

"You have my memories, didn't you see any of this?"

"Your memories get very dark just before your abduction. My memories of Frozen are more in a first person perspective. It's as if I was Princess Anna."

"Well, you are! Honestly Anna, when it comes to females, I've been rather picky, and when I wasn't, I regretted it. You're someone I didn't even choose, but I would have picked you over any female on earth. I still feel that way... I love you."

"I love you too; maybe it has something to do with the new you. Sure..., I like the hunky-man appearance, but you're not the same emotions driven man. I thought that's what I wanted, but now I'm not sure. I kinda' like the old 'Teddy Bear' you."

"Well, it's a little late for that now, sister! This is by your design. I seem to remember a rather dubious plot to turn me into a train wreck- rebuild me- then test me to see if I was capable of murdering you."

"I know, I have to take responsibility for that. But you must remember, we had to be sure you were fit to be king."

"I get that, but I have a different Anna now too. You were an emotional mess, and much like a baby. I constantly felt like I was your daddy. So imagine how I felt when I wanted to have sex with you."

"Eww. Yea, that seems gross!"

"We simply have to face the fact that our relationship is going to be rocky. The way we were thrust into each other's lives is not typical. We will be in the public eye. We will constantly be watched. Sooner or later, someone will be gunning for us."

"Speaking of which, I have something for you." She went to the bedroom and came back with what looked like an ornate cigar box, it was beautiful. Then she opened it.

"It's your personal shield- with it- you'll be protected against most attacks."

"Most?"

"Well, it wouln't help you in a gas attack, but I don't yet see that as an issue with the replicators safety protocols."

"Thank you, was this your idea?"

"No, this came straight from the Masters. I got this at the same time I got mine. Obviously I had to keep it a secret, until now. We should wear these from here on out, even inside." There were some serious implications to this; the Masters thought there may be a threat to our lives.

But from what?