Chapter Two: The Calling
Kristoff and Anna entered the general's room. Sitting alone at the head of a long table was an old friend- Jared.
"Jared!" Anna said, running up to him and giving him a hug. "It's so nice to see you!"
"Yeah, it's nice to see you too."
"So, why were we called here?" Kristoff inquired.
"Oh, I have a task for you," Jared replied. "You don't have to accept it. It's your choice."
"So what do we have to do?" Kristoff asked.
"Say if you accept first, then I will tell you." Kristoff and Anna looked at each other.
"We accept," Anna blurted.
"Wha? Anna!" Kristoff exclaimed, surprised. "We don't even know what the task is!" Anna smiled.
"Great choice," Jared said. "Now, we all know that we are on the brink of war with the Southern Isles."
"But can't we try to negotiate?" Anna asked.
"We've tried, but so far unsuccessfully. As far as we know, there's no stopping this war. What we can do is fight it. But, we don't stand a chance against the massive armies of the Southern Isles. Not alone. That's where you come in. Multiple kingdoms surround us, including the kingdoms of Gesthnea and Hinten. If you could kindly ask for their help, then we might stand a chance."
"Oh. Well that's not too bad," Kristoff said. "Get to see the world."
"How long will the journey take?" Anna asked.
"Oh, about a week to Gesthnea, and two days from there to HInten," Jared replied.
"What happens if they don't want to help us?" Anna questioned. Jared thought for a moment.
"They will."
"I still can't believe he's sending you," Kristoff exclaimed. "You're a princess!"
"It's because he trusts us. And those kingdoms might be more interested in helping us if someone high up like me asks for help," Anna explained.
"Oh." The two were packing their stuff.
"I'll get the horses from the stable," Anna said. She walked across the courtyard into the stable, and came out leading the reins of a brown horse and a white horse.
"I take the white horse!" Kristoff shouted, bounding up and leaping on the white horses' back. "Come on, horsey!"
"Haha! It's okay. I like the brown one," Anna said, stroking her mare's mane. It neighed. "Well, we gotta finish packing," she continued.
"Right," Kristoff replied, dismounting his horse.
"Well, we're all set," Kristoff said. "Let's go tell Elsa. We'll leave tomorrow." The two were just about to find Elsa when she appeared behind them.
"Where are you guys going?" she asked.
"Uhhh-" Kristoff stuttered.
"We're going on a mission to ask for help. To fight the war," Anna explained.
"What? Why must you go?" Elsa replied. "Why you?"
"Elsa, it's okay. I'll be safe."
"But-" Anna embraced Elsa, cutting her off.
"I'll be fine, Elsa. I'll be back before you know it."
"Okay, Anna. Be safe."