"My dear Vincent, it would be an honour to hand over the offender back to your hand." Erik said.
"Western-Isles is in debt with you, Uncle Erik." Vincent bowed.
His bright blue eyes stared at the far end at the pier, watching the old offender being brought forwards by a troop of guards.
"This is an outrage. I, the King of Western-Isles, demand you to release your grip and let me talk to the King! I will talk to the King about that!"
The old man stopped once he saw Vincent standing in front of him, looking serious and angry.
"Vincent, my dear son, you've come." Henrik smiled.
"Take him to the cell." Vincent ordered. "I'm fed up with his behaviour."
"What?" Henrik roared. "How can you talk like that to your father? To the king?"
A servant came out from the ship and stood before Vincent and Henrik with a scroll in his hand.
"From this day onwards, Prince Vincent of the Western-Isles would ascend to the throne and be the one and only king of the Western-Isles." The servant read the scroll and bowed deeply before he went back to the ship.
"What?" Henrik yelled while being carried onto the ship, with his voice trailing off as being carried far down to the cell. "This is an outrage! Disrespect to the king!"
"I apologize for my father's unbearable behaviour." Vincent bowed. "I hope we can maintain our trade partnership."
"Of course, young man." Erik patted the young gentleman's shoulder. "You've got a lot to learn."
"Estelle? Are you coming?" Elsa asked behind the door.
"Just one more second. I'm coming!"
Estelle searched through her drawer and finally put an object in her pocket quickly, dashing out of her room without hesitation.
"What makes you—" Elsa began.
"It's a secret."
"What's so secret that even your mother cannot know about it?"
"Not going to tell you!"
The two giggled on their way to the gates, where Anna's family were waiting at.
"Estelle, how come you are so slow!" moaned Andrea. "I have been waiting here like for an hour, I am melting badly now."
"Andrea, Human never melts under the sun." Fredrick snapped. "You're not a snowman."
"But it's so hot!"
"Do you want me to give you a personal flurry like Olaf's?" Estelle showed them a flurry in her palm.
The three giggled and raced out to the crowds and headed to the pier. Estelle had never had such merriment, and this was her first time playing at the streets and looked at her country in such perspective.
"I'll miss Louisa." Andrea sighed. "I hope she can visit me soon."
"You can write letters." Fredrick suggested.
"Perhaps we can send you to Western-Isles for studying or whatever." Anna tickled her daughter and placed her on Kristoff's back.
"Do the piggy-back ride! Do the piggy-back ride!" Andrea clutched Kristoff's shoulder and yelled.
"Okay. One, two, three, go!" Kristoff yelled and rushed towards the pier, with Fredrick and Estelle following behind, sprinting with laughter.
"Louisa! Jonas!" Andrea yelled when she saw the tiny dots at the end of the pier.
She got off from her father and sprinted towards her friends, with Estelle and Fredrick panting at behind.
"Would you send me letters when you return to Western-Isles?" Andrea asked.
"Of course. I will try to visit you often, but I have to ask my big brother first."
"We wish you all the best." Fredrick said.
"You too." Louisa smiled and got onto the ship, disappeared behind the deck.
"Jonas?" Estelle whispered.
"What?" Jonas smiled.
"For you." She gave him a small snowman doll. "I know it looks weird, but I made it."
"Thanks." Jonas grinned broadly. "It is perfect to me."
Estelle blushed with embarrassment.
"Will you come to Western-Isles in the future?" Jonas asked hopefully.
"I will, after getting permission from Mama and Papa."
"Hurry up, Jonas!" Louisa yelled.
Jonas and Estelle embraced and Jonas leapt onto the ship, waving at their friends as the ship's horn hooted.
The ship slowly sailed away from the dock and disappeared into the horizon under the bright warm sun.
"Mama, Papa." Estelle turned to her parents who were standing behind her. "Will I meet him some day again?"
"I'm sure you will, my little princess." Elsa patted her.
"How would you know?" Estelle asked.
"Because our gates are always open." Erik picked her up and three gazed the at sea, allowing their eyes to rest on the deep blue sea, enjoying the tranquillity in the summer's day.
Finally, the end of the story. I can't believe I create this story within five months. Thank you for all those who have read my story or clicked onto my page. Also, I would like to thank those who make reviews, favourite or follow mt story. Thanks for sharing your thoughts on this story. I hope everyone of you love the Estelle's experience of love and bravery.
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