I am so sorry! This week has been sooo I had a feild trip. S I had my Cousin's soccer game to go to. And today I had a chrous recital. I also have a book report due Wednesday and a 72 page story due for a writing contest due on Friday (I have 24 pages left!) So PLEASE don't be too angry with me.
''Kristoff where are we going? What's the matter with Anna?'' Britta asked.
''I don't have time to answer your questions.'' Kristoff said hoisting the little girl on to the back of Stven.
''Where are we going?'' Britta asked again.
''To a castle.''
''Oh really! Is it made out of ice?''
''Not exactly.''
''We've come for princess Anna, be on guard. No harm should come to the queen.''
Elsa froze at the words. She looked out the window. Hans was there with soldiers. Oh how did they find her?
Marshmellow. Surely Marshmellow could fend them off. Sadly, this thought didn't comfort the ice queen much. Elsa did the only thing she could do. She ran. Up the stairs, trying her best to get away. Thank God she left Britta with Anna.
''There she is!'' One of Weaselton's men cried.
Elsa kept running. She found herself trapped. A dead end.
''Don't come any closer!'' Elsa begged throwing her hands in front of her.
Weaselton's men kept advancing.
Elsa had no choice. She quickly conjured a ice sickle, throwing the first man against the wall. One of the ice sickles came dangerously close to his neck and continued to go closer. The second man aimed his crossbow at her. She blocked the arrow with a block of ice. Using the block of ice, she pushed him back until he was on the balconey, frighteningly close to the edge.
''Elsa! You don't have to do this!'' Elsa turned to the voice. It was Hans.
Feeling defeated, Elsa stopped. She did not see, however, one of soldiers aiming their crossbow directly at her. Hans redirected the arrow, it hit the chandelier above Elsa's head.
Elsa got out of the way, but still was knocked unconscious.