A/N,

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The shop keep went about stuffing numerous items into a small bag, none of which looked like something needed for travel, and of course, The Book.

"Do you have everything you need for several days travel? It's going to get cold." Kristoff was unsure of his new companion's ability to make the journey.

"I've been all over the globe, boy! I didn't just get off the junk!" The old man was indignant, this child acting like he didn't know what he was doing.

"What about your store? Who will take care of all your animals?"

"They'll be fine." As he closed the door, he waved his hand across the room, and all the animals fell silent.

"You're a wizard!"

"I know a thing or two, boy!"

"If we're going to travel together, I should at least know your name, since you already know mine."

"Lun,... Cai Lun."

"OK, Lun. Are you comfortable enough on Sven? I have to admit, I was not prepared for any guests accompanying us back."

"Luck favors the prepared, boy. And we shall require all the luck we can muster."

It was a little over two days journey to the Valley. Once they reached the frontier- they made camp- at Lun's insistence.

"Why do you want to camp here? It would be much warmer a few miles back."

"Just put a stick in the ground at the edge of the snow, I want to test a theory of mine."

"Whatever you say, Lun." Kristoff kinda' snickered to himself, Lun is right! Short for lunatic! But he did what the old man said.

"Make sure it's firmly rooted, and tie something to it, so we can recognize it."

"OK, got it!" Kristoff at first did not see the purpose of something so silly, and then it sunk in. Lun wanted to see if the frontier was growing, and how fast. Kristoff got their fire started and lean-to set up, while Lun whipped up something to eat. The bowl he handed Kristoff was the size of a teacup, in it was some broth and noodles.

"You do see my size, right?"

"Just shut up and eat, boy! You'll be fine!" After finishing the bowl, rather quickly, Kristoff no longer felt hungry. Magic, this soup was magical, or at least it was good. Whatever it was, it worked.

Lun lit up his pipe and gazed at the fire. It was just starting to get dark, and Sven had just returned from his own meal of grass in a nearby meadow. Warmed by the fire, Sven decided to rest his head and call it day.

"Such a fine animal", Lun finally spoke. "He's not for sale, is he?"

"NO!, I'd never sell Sven, not for all the gold on Earth!" Sven gave Lun an incredulous look. Kristoff did not realize he was being tested.

"I see. Too bad, I'm sure I could fetch a nice sum for him."

"What don't you get old man! Sven is family to me, it would be like me selling my own brother!"

"Sooooo,… Are your feelings as strong for this woman? This Princess?"

"Um yes?, no?,… maybe? I don't know. There's just something about her. She just has this strange warmth, er…, had anyway…" Krisoff's voice trailed off to a mumble. It felt like he would never feel that warmth again.

"Maybe you should tell me the story of your time together." So he went thru the whole tale, their chance meeting at Oaken's. The trials of climbing the North Mountain, the wolves, their fateful meeting with Elsa, then going to the Valley of Living Rock, and the rush to get her back to the castle, to that snake in the grass Hans, and lastly, Anna's heroic last second save of her sister.

"So love was supposed to thaw a frozen heart, eh? Hmm, there must be something nefarious going on here. While Gran Pabbie may be an old fool, he would not have lied. You say she crystalized before the sword hit her?"

"Yes, the sword started to shatter before it even touched her." Kristoff remembered how he felt at that exact moment, like it was too late, and she died right in front of him.

"Your feelings radiate off you like rays of the sun, Kristoff. You are in love with this woman, there is no doubt."

"BUT SHE'S DEAD!, and she's never coming back!" He turned away and went into the woods, ripping small branches off the trees in frustration.

"You don't believe that Kristoff, and it would serve you better to keep your faith, without it, she will perish."

He took a moment to compose himself, and then walked back to the fire.

"So, you believe she's still alive?"

"There is no reason to believe she's not. As of this moment, we don't know. I hope by getting close to her, I will be able to feel her living presence. Either way, don't give up until every last spell has been cast, every tea leaf read, and every stone has been overturned. You must believe Kristoff, if she is to return to you. Now get over here and rest, for tomorrow shall be a very long day."