The Queen of Arendelle was now pulling the King and Queen of Corona down the aisle of the chapel, shoving them into one of the very first pews. Raising her hands, she said, "If you don't mind just sit here, okay? I figure Anna might want to see you after all these years, you know?"

"Of course!" Rapunzel shouted, her cheery voice echoing off the cavernous walls. Eugene just slumped in his seat, wrinkling the black suit coat he was wearing The wooden pew was uncomfortable on his back, the cushion he sat on frayed at the edges, although it was comfortable enough to last for about an hour or two- maybe longer, depending on how the service went.

"Okay, well, the service should be starting in a few minutes," Elsa rubbed her hands together, eyes lit up with hope that all might go well. Of course, depending on if Kristoff's family decides to stay, she thought with remorse. Rapunzel cocked her head, confused.

"Kristoff?" she asked. The name sounded familiar to her. Elsa jumped- she hadn't realized she was mumbling out loud to herself.

"Yes, the man Anna is marrying," Elsa explained, "it should have been on the invitation."

"Wait, is he blond?" Eugene piped up, leaning over with his hands on his knees. Elsa nodded as Eugene went on to describe him:

"Big nose?"

"Brown eyes?"

"Really muscular as if he could toss a cow a few hundred yards?" The two women gave him a strange look at his last question.

"Why would he toss a cow a few hundred yards anyway?" Rapunzel asked. Eugene raised his hands in defense.

"What? The guy looked pretty muscular!" he said, his voice going up one or two octaves- out of nervousness, Elsa wasn't sure, but it didn't matter, considering he was not the one getting married, Anna was. Elsa shook her head.

"Anyway, you should be able to see them at the after-party, but I figured I should put you two in these seats, front and center," Elsa said, "I mean, Anna's pretty nervous, so seeing some familiar faces might help. Anyway, I have to go, so enjoy your time!" Before Eugene could say anything else, Elsa trotted out daintily, and as she did so, a few….. well, rocks began to roll in, making the queen jump.

"Rocks!" Rapunzel said, a child-like curiosity in her eyes. Soon they began to roll, revealing moss capes and blades of grass on their heads- Hair, maybe? Eugene thought as a rather large one approached Elsa, who had to crouch down so they ere eye-level. After some muffled chit-chat, Elsa pointed to the front pews- at them, to be exact, and soon the rocks- Trolls, they soon figured out- were rolling down the aisle and hopping up in their seats, kicking their feet like children. Eugene gulped.

"Rapunzel, what are those?" Eugene asked his wife, who stared in wonder. She only shrugged, lips pulled into an ecstatic grin. Some of them looked around, a tiny one giving the couple a happy flap of its baby hand. Rapunzel waved back, Eugene giving her a strange look, his adam's apple bobbing as he gulped.

"Aren't they cute?" Rapunzel sighed. The one talking to Elsa was looking around, and soon caught the two looking at them. Waddling over, he jumped up onto the seat, dirt and soil and mud staining the white carpet laid out in the aisle.

"Here for the wedding, eh?" the troll asked. Eugene could only nod- it wasn't everyday you met walking, talking rocks, after all.

"You are too?" Rapunzel answered, reaching out to shake the troll's hand, who gladly returned the favor. Nodding, the troll cleared its throat, its voice raspy as it said, "I'm Grandpa Pabbie. You two are from the visiting kingdom, correct?" Eugene nodded again, not able to find a voice.

"Mmm-hmmm," Rapunzel said for him, "I'm Rapunzel,-"

"Lovely name," Grandpa Pabbie commented.

"Thank you," she said, blushing slightly, then she gestured to Eugene, "and this is my husband, Eugene. We're visiting from Corona." The troll nodded.

"Sounds like a lovely place," he said, "of course, I've never left Arendelle, so i wouldn't know." Rapunzel widened her green eyes with pity, placing a hand on what she figured was it's shoulder, considering that was where its cape started. The moss was fuzzy, tickling her palm.

"It's my first time away from Corona, so no worries there," she sympathized. Eyes darting to Eugene, she sent him a hiss, "Say something, Eugene!" Eugene jumped, rubbing the back of his neck.

"So, uh, where in Arendelle do you live?" he asked nervously. He was never good at talking to people unless he was thieving, and those days were long gone now, being married to a princess turend Queen and all.

"Deep in the woods of Arendelle, a-" Grandpa Pabbie began, when Rapunzel cut him off, saying, "Like, a small cottage in the woods? I heard there's a princess in The Netherlands or somewhere who did that before assuming the throne-"

"No, not a cottage, dear," Pabbie chuckled, "no, I live in a field, along with the rest of my family, of course." he gestured to the other trolls, who were chatting excitedly, sitting randomly among the pews. Eugene noted many seats were still open, and he hoped they were for human beings, not more mystical creatures. Thankfully, a few others straggled in assuming some of the spare seats, giving the trolls strange looks, others greeting them warmly.

A few second later, Elsa came back in, running tot eh front where they ere sitting.

"Elsa!" Rapunzel grinned, "why aren't you with Anna?" Elsa ignored Rapunzel's question, instead focusing on the troll sitting beside her.

"Grandpa Pabbie," she said, running her fingers through her hair, trying to push it back more than it already was, "if you and the rest of your family are staying, then i need to ask you to not drag dirt and moss everywhere!"

"Honey, being trolls, we really can't help it," Pabbie explained, patting Elsa's hand calmly, "but I will warn them to be more careful, alright?" Elsa grinned, nodding.

"Yes, thank you!" she said, "I'll see you all soon!" She gave everyone a small wave as she exited the chapel for the second or third time- Eugene had lost count- and soon the church bells rang once more signaling that the service was about to start. More people filed in, giving the couple warm welcomes, others fussing with their children as they squeezed into the pews.

"So…" Eugene said uncomfortably, "you related to the happy couple?" Grandpa Pabbie nodded.

"The groom- bless him, he found a keeper- is my son," he said, making the king and queen of Corona widen their eyes in surprise.

"Kristoff is your…son?"

"Yep- we took him in when he and Sven- that's his pet reindeer- were orphaned a children, poor things," the troll classed its hands, shaking its head sadly.

"Well, look at him now, ready to marry a princess, his new dream!" Rapunzel said, looking at Eugene affectionately, referencing what they had once told each other. He smiled at her, rubbing her back.

"Yeah," he agreed with a happy sigh, "he's done himself well."

The bells rang once more, and everyone and settled into their seats by now, some people brushing dirt off the hems of dresses or the bottoms of shoes. Finally, the service was about to start, a skinny looking woman with a slightly hooked nose beginning to play a wedding anthem on the organ.

After a few minutes of music, the doors opened and the minister suggested everyone stand. Turning to see, a blond man- The same one as before, Rapunzel realized- walked in, looking dashing in a black tuxedo, although a cape made of moss and branches and leaves was draped around his shoulders, dragging behind him as he made his way to the altar. Grandpa Pabbie and the other trolls were all standing on the benches so they could see better. Leaning over, the troll whispered to her, "doesn't he look great? We made that cape ourselves. A small wedding present if you want to call it." Nodding, Rapunzel looped her arm in Eugene's waiting expectantly for Anna to walk down the aisle.