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Anna hated screaming.

She really did. It was okay to scream with excitement or to warn someone. It was okay to scream a little when your boyfriend shows up bearing a box of chocolates, a week earlier than you had expected him to be back from ice harvesting.

But screaming because you were scared or startled was something Anna tried not to do.

She had been minding her own business, trying to brush out the disaster that was her hair when the dagger whizzed past her face and imbedded itself about an inch deep into the wall. And to her total annoyance, a very girly scream erupted from her throat before she could help it.

It wasn't fear. She just hadn't expected a knife to speed by her face.

She twirled to find a figure in all black exiting the window. Before she could even do anything, the figure had disappeared.

"Anna!" Kristoff burst into the room, his brown eyes wide with panic. He quickly assessed the situation and seemed to decide there wasn't any danger. "Anna!" He swept her into his strong arms. "Are you okay?"

"Kristoff, I'm fine," Anna's protest was muffled by his embrace.

Oh well. She wasn't about to complain. Kristoff's breath on her hair made her heart race in an exciting way. She turned her face towards him, offering her lips. Kristoff leaned towards her in response…

"Anna!"

Elsa's face was paler than usual, ice flowing from her feet, blue eyes huge.

"Elsa, I'm okay!" Anna quickly untangled herself from Kristoff, sensing her sister's sharp fear. "I'm okay." She touched Elsa on the shoulder, but Elsa flinched away. Anna could see her hands were trembling.

"The scream?" Elsa was trying to appear composed.

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry about that. I really didn't mean to scream! This thing just kinda flew by me," Anna turned to the wall and tried to tug the dagger out of the wall. It was stuck. "Uggghhhh…. GOT IT!" Anna shouted as the dagger popped out of the wall and she went flying back straight into Kristoff.

"Oooffff," Kristoff wheezed as the air completely got knocked out of his lungs.

"Whew, thanks Kristoff," Anna laughed, looking completely unperturbed.
"A dagger?!" Elsa's face paled once again and the room chilled several degrees.

"Uh huh. Anyways, this flew past my face and…" She stopped as Kristoff and Elsa gasped, suddenly spying a piece of paper on the ground. She picked it up.

"This is just a warning. Next time we won't be so kind…" Anna trailed off, her blue green eyes flitting to Elsa.

"What does the rest of it say?" Elsa asked quietly.

"Be ready to surrender, Ice Queen."

"I knew this was aimed at me," Elsa moaned, turning away, running a hand through her white hair. Snowflakes were starting to form and twirled slowly through the air. "You could have been killed!" Her blue eyes turned back to Anna, full of anguish.

"Guards!" Kristoff shouted and began explaining the situation, demanding that the premises be searched immediately.

"But I'm okay, Elsa," Anna reached to touch her shoulder but Elsa jerked back, turning her face away.

Anna frowned at Elsa's refusal of contact. That would not do. She could have sworn that they had already established that they needed each other.

She wasn't the least bit afraid of her sister. Anna just wished that Elsa would stop being scared of herself.

"I love you!" Anna threw herself at her sister, wrapping her arms around the thin shoulders, not giving her sister a choice but to be embraced by her.

"Anna!" Elsa protested but her trembling subsided as it became obvious that she hadn't hurt her sister by touching her. "I… I was out of control, you can't just hug me, what if…"

"I'm not afraid!" Anna laughed cheerfully. Elsa stared at her for a moment then just shook her head, a small smile appearing on her face.

"You're impossible."

"I know!" Anna took Elsa's hands and spun around with her. "We can still do the public skating today, right?"

Elsa's smile faded.

"The note. Something's wrong. I.. I need to talk to General Alrik. You might be in danger."

"So might you," Anna said, her turquoise eyes worried. Kristoff wrapped his arm around her waist, and she glanced at him appreciatively.

"I will be fine. But excuse me. I must go," Elsa quickly swept out of the room, which became noticeably warmer.

"She thinks everything is her fault," Anna sighed, looking at Kristoff. The large blond sighed.

"I know. But give her some time… what happened, or I guess what almost happened… it'll probably take her awhile to move forward from it."

"I just want my sister," Anna pouted, leaning against Kristoff.

"She'll come around."

His gaze strayed to the dagger still lying on the ground and a chill went up his spine. Even though Anna seemed pretty much unconcerned at what had just happened, Kristoff knew exactly why Elsa was so upset. Anna could have been killed.

The image of her cold trembling but too far away for him to reach snuck into his brain. Then the image of her slim form turned to smooth ice, lifeless…

He pushed the images away, unconsciously pulling Anna closer.

"Hey, we'll be fine! Rulers get threatened all the time, right?" Anna grabbed his hand. "C'mon, I'm hungry. Let's find some chocolate! Oooh we can bring some to Elsa!"

"Are you sure…"

"Yes! I want to do this okay?! Stop worrying over me like I'm some kid!" Her nostrils flared with anger in a way that Kristoff found strangely adorable.

"Geez, okay Fiestypants!" Kristoff rolled his eyes and let himself be dragged out of the room. "Wait. Where's Sven?"

"Probably tangled in a tapestry again," Anna sighed.

They both had to laugh as Sven appeared around the corner, fabric all over his antlers.

But Kristoff still couldn't completely remove his unease. Something told him a storm was coming around the corner.

Breathe. Just breathe.

How could this have happened? Elsa paced the room and suddenly regretted leaving Anna. What was she thinking?!

"Bjorn!" she called a senior guard. He snapped to attention. "Please send five of your best guards to protect Anna. I have reason to suspect she is in danger."

"Yes, your Majesty."

Back and forth. Back and forth.

What did this veiled threat mean? Were her subjects in danger? Should they be preparing for an attack? Or was this all actually an empty threat?

The realization hit her for the millionth time in the last month. She had absolutely no idea how to rule a country. For a moment Elsa was irrationally mad at her parents for dying.

She didn't notice that the walls were covered with ice until someone coughed.

Elsa whirled around, barely holding back the surge of magic in her hand.

It was a palace soldier, a young man, smartly dressed in the uniform of a palace guard.

"Are you crazy? How did you get in here?!" Elsa hissed, holding her hands behind her back.

"Uh… the door?" the soldier was hesitant but she sensed no fear in his voice.

"What is your name, soldier?" Elsa tried to compose herself, flushing slightly. She couldn't see his hair color under the hat. But she was aware that his eyes were bright green, like a new leaf in the spring.

"Kirk, your highness. I just wanted to check that you were okay."
"Do I look okay to you?!" Elsa said a little more sharply than intended.

"Not really. That's why I thought I would ask," Kirk said, matter of factly.

Elsa stared at him mutely at his audacity.

"Kirk! Gate shift!" a voice called out.

"Ah. That's me. Please excuse me, your highness." Kirk gave a smart salute before leaving the room.

Elsa stared at the door after he left for about 23 seconds.

Then she returned to her pacing.

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