Estelle left the barn early, she watched the snowstorm swirling on top of Arendelle, buried the whole country with blizzards.
"Mama has done it again." She whispered. "I have to stop her…But how?"
"Oh, I haven't realized that winter has come already. This is so…magnificent…" A strange voice rang beside Estelle.
"Who is it?" She whispered.
"Hello." A snowman pulled Estelle's gown.
Estelle looked down and screamed. Reflexes took over and she kicked the snowman's head, sending it flying off his body and landed under a tree.
"Ouch, my head." The head yelled. "Can someone bring my body here?"
"Wait a second." Estelle said while carrying the torso under the tree and placed back the head onto it.
"Oh, much better." The snowman said. "All right, let's start this thing over. Hi everyone. I'm Olaf. And I like warm hugs."
Olaf opened his arms wide to Estelle. The name triggered a memory. It took her a moment to place it but then she does.
"You're Olaf?"
"Um, yeah. And you're…"
"Oh, um…I'm Estelle."
"Estelle, now that sounds familiar…where have I heard of it?" Olaf muttered. "From…Anna? No…from Sven? No….Kristoff? Elsa? No…."
"You know Elsa? You know my mother?"
"Oh, yes!" Olaf exclaimed. "Elsa's daughter, Estelle!"
"Wow." Estelle gasped.
Though she had heard of this snowman from Aunt Anna and Uncle Kristoff, she had never seen him. And she could not believe that her mother made such a funny hilarious snowman.
"Did my mother build you?"
"Oh, she's the nicest, gentlest, warmest person ever."
"She? Elsa? My mother?"
"Yeah, what?"
"But…she…she created the snowstorm eleven years ago, right?"
"Yeah, what?"
"Listen, I need to stop her."
"Yeah, why?"
"I need to stop this winter."
"Yeah, why?"
"Because—"
"Estelle!"
Estelle turned around and saw Jonas, Louisa and her two cousins running towards her.
"Ah!" Louisa screamed. "It's alive."
"Calm down." Estelle said. "It's Olaf. And my Mama built it."
"Olaf?" Fredrick and Andrea asked, and smiles appeared on their face. "Olaf!"
"You're…"
"I'm Andrea." Andrea introduced. "My brother Fredrick. Our friends, Jonas and Louisa."
"Estelle," Jonas said. "My dad took your parents to find you, but I think he's planning on something up to no good. He says something like making you exchange the sceptre and orb in return for your parents, in the ice castle that your mother built."
"You mean he's making my parents as hostages and ask me to bring him the orb and sceptre?" Estelle dazed with horror, uttering the words with disbelief.
"We have to find Grand Pabbie." Andrea said.
"But our horses just ran away!" Fredrick moaned.
"But we have to find Grand Pabbie to save Arendelle." Andrea insisted.
"You mean the trolls?"
"I know where they live!" Olaf exclaimed.
"Who?" The children asked.
"The trolls!" Olaf explained. "They live in the Valley of the Living Rock, I've been there."
"Show us the way, Olaf." Estelle said.
"Yeah, why?"
"There's no time to lose," Estelle replied. "I have to save Mama and Papa, and Arendelle."
"Oh." Olaf uttered as if he had understood something, walking towards the other side of the mountain.
"Are Aunt Anna and Uncle Kristoff at our castle?" Estelle asked.
"Yeah, Aunt Elsa told them to stay behind and take charge of everything." Andrea said. "Aunt Elsa was worried about you."
"But Uncle Henrik told me that Mama was evil."
"Evil?" Fredrick gawked. "Are you sure, Estelle? Aunt Elsa is not evil. She's nice."
"Perhaps Grand Pabbie will tell us the whole thing when we get there." Andrea added.
"Olaf, how far are we from the valley?"
"Not far. I think we will reach there before night comes."
"Night?" Fredrick exclaimed. "But we don't have much time left!"
"Well then, come on. We'll run."
The children sprinted as fast as they could.
"Hey, wait for me. My legs are too short to run that fast!" Olaf yelled and tried to catch up with the group.
I know it is a bit short compare to my other chapters. Sorry for that as I am sick, need more rest to continue writing.