Kristoff began the arduous task of packing up, while the old man put out the fire, and gathered up his few belongings.

"Jerky?" Kristoff offered while pulling a strip from his bag.

"Have you seen my teeth, boy?" He smiled; he had three, maybe four tops. "I'll be fine. We need to get moving, but first, let's check our marker." The snow had crept out a few feet past the stick. It was growing, but slowly.

"That's a good sign, although shrinking would be better." Lun quipped as he climbed onto Sven.

They started out in relative silence, when a thought was digging into the deeper reaches of Kristoff's brain.

"So Lun, I gotta' ask, what is your interest in all this, and why are you making this journey? I've made no offer to pay you for this endeavor, so why bother?"

"Not everything in life is about money, boy! When I read about The Prophecy, I was deeply intrigued. I wanted to be close if and when it came true. So,… can you understand my excitement when I heard you were seeking me out? I've spent a lifetime chasing this fable, I would like to see it come to fruition before I pass."

"But it isn't occurring the way it's supposed to, correct?"

"True, mistakes were made. If Pabbie has done what I think he's done, he may have doomed us all."

"But weren't others just as culpable? The King and Queen separating Anna and Elsa?... Hans?... Me?"

"That is true with so many things in life, Kristoff. We tend to blame one individual for our problems and sorrows, when it is a multitude at fault. There were many things that have had to go wrong in order to lead us down this path we're now traveling, it is my fondest wish to solve the mystery that is now the Princess."

"I just hope there is a solution." No more words would be said until they reached the Valley.

As Kristoff, Sven, and Lun entered the Valley, the Trolls all rolled up to the tiny caravan. When they popped open they all said in unison; "Kristoff's here!" But their enthusiasm quickly faded. "Where's Anna?" an unknown voice from the back of the crowd said. Kristoff hung his head low, face buried in his hands, they knew what this meant, but one voice would want to hear it from his lips, Bulda.

"Kristoff, what has happened to Anna?"

"Love did not thaw. Anna decided to save her sister from Hans's blade, and froze solid in the process." All the Trolls gasped, you could feel the air pressure drop. They really liked the Princess, and hoped she would ditch the fiancée. Pabbie made his way to the front, and seen his old companion, Lun.

"We need to talk in private, Lun. Kristoff, I need to speak to you as well." They made their way to the Prayers Den, a cave with a sealable doorway; Pabbie wanted the greatest of discretion.

"Pabbie, you fool! What have you done?! You took away her magic, do you know what this means?! You've condemned the world to death!" Lun was practically hissing by the time he finished his sentence.

"When Anna was born, Elsa's magic was just starting to appear. I thought this was the start of the prophecies finality, that these two sisters would be the Chosen Ones. I went on a vision quest, and saw something of terrible consequence." Pabbie went to a shelf and pulled down a dusty box, in it was a crystal, pulsing with a dull red color.

"Ahhh, a seers stone." Lun hadn't seen one in a while.

"Yes, this will focus my vision into something with more detail than I normally can show." Pabbie moved his hands in arcing circles, letting the magic swirl out. Then raising his hands, the image came into focus, it was Arendelles castle, ablaze. Suddenly, the building exploded, sending flaming debris everywhere, which then spread the fire to other buildings in Arendelle, setting the whole town on fire.

"My God! Did Anna do this?!" Kristoff was having a hard time believing what he was seeing.

"Do?,... no. Would have?,... yes, when she was eleven. That's the problem with magic at this power level, it can always go awry. When they came to me after Elsa accidently struck her, I felt I had an opportunity to fix things,... I was wrong. But as you can see here, the reasons for doing what I did are very compelling. They would have all died, and the chance for the Prophecy to be fulfilled would be null."

"I had no idea." Lun was now contemplating his hastiness to judge Pabbie.

"I wanted to restore Anna's powers when she was older, but then their isolation started, and I had no way of reaching out to her. Then it was too late..." Pabbie hung his head, he too would feel solely responsible for what happened to Anna, but that list was growing longer, and they still needed to make their way to the castle.

They would spend the night at Kristoff's old cabin. On their way out, everyone outside the Den had reverted back to rock, Anna's demise hit them all very hard, Kristoff could just feel it. It hung in the air, like the steam slowly rising from the geysers. These folk had only spent a very short time with her, and yet they all fell in love with her immediately. What was it about her that put this spell on them, on himself? Why didn't it work on Hans? Would he have been so much worse off if they actually got married? At least he might still be breathing.

The cabin was small, and not meant for visitors, but Pabbie took up very little room, and Lun stuffed his nose in The Book keeping to himself, hoping for a clue.

The next morning Kristoff had a dilemma. How could he get Pabbie into the castle? Trolls weren't welcome in town, which Kristoff thought was horrible, Trolls haven't been a problem for centuries, and they were the kingdoms bridge builders.

"Just put me in the cart, Kristoff."

"No, that's so demeaning to you, I can't do that!"

"Kristoff, I spent a third of my life as a rock, I'll just nap while I'm in there."

"Are you sure Pabbie?"

"Anna's life is a hundred times more important than my pride."

They were quite the site as Sven, with Lun on his back, dragging a wobbly wheeled cart behind him, and Kristoff leading this Gypsy looking ensemble by the reins up to the castle gate.

"State your business!"

"I'm Kristoff Bjorgman, I have an audience with the Queen." This evoked a snicker from the guard, but with all the craziness over the last week, it wasn't unexpected.

"One moment please." A runner went inside to confer with the queen, and was back out in a flash.

"You may enter, please go to the rear delivery entrance."