A/N: Man, I had to completely reinstall my fanfiction app this morning cause of that darn update! It kept crashing when I tried to log in! I'll bet any of you who have the app know what I'm talking about! Anyway, after this chapter, there is actually only one chapter left. (I was gonna make it two, but then I realized they would both be really short so...) That should be posted on Saturday or Sunday. As for this chapter... I can't really say much except that you might be surprised by how it ends. Let me know what your thoughts are in your reviews.

Disclaimer: Haven't we been through this before? I don't own Frozen!

Julie led Noah into the infirmary, where Johan was already lying on a bed with his leg wrapped up.

"Johan!" Noah cried. "I'm so sorry I shot you! I couldn't let you-"

"No, it's okay!" Johan interrupted. "I know why you did."

Noah smiled as a nurse sat him on the next bed. Elsa and Anna were sitting next to Johan, and Kristoff stood behind Anna. Julie sat down next to Noah. Leah, Isak, and King Magnus filed in and stood around the two beds.

None of them said much as the nurses removed the arrow from Noah's shoulder and patched up the wound. As soon as they finished, the king was the first one to speak up.

"Well," he said. "That was an interesting night."

He turned to look at Noah, who quickly stood up and bowed.

"Your Majesty," he began, "I am truly, deeply sorry for all that has occurred tonight. I am prepared and willing to take full responsibility for all of the lives lost tonight-"

"I wish to offer you a knighthood, Mr. Jacobsen," the king interrupted.

Noah looked up, shocked. "Sir?"

"Noah, my boy, you have saved us all," King Magnus said. "If it weren't for your actions, we would all still be in grave danger from your father, and Princess Julie would more than likely already be dead. You have risked your life to save all of ours. For that we will be forever in your debt."

Noah looked around at the others, who smiled at him. He looked back to the king, smiling in utter disbelief.

"Thank you, sir," he said, bowing again.

"Tomorrow, before the entire kingdom, you shall be knighted Sir Noah of Landvik for your services to the royal family," the king declared. "And I wish for you to stay here in the castle and continue your services by rejoining the palace guard."

"Yes, of course, Your Majesty," Noah said. "As you wish."

King Magnus smiled and put his hand on Noah's good shoulder. "And Noah?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Make sure you take good care of my daughter."

Noah smiled. "Always, sir. You have my word."

"Good," the king replied. "Now go tell her you love her!"

Noah chuckled and turned around to face Julie, who stood up to meet his eyes. He took her hand as they smiled at each other.

"Julie, I love you so, so much," he said.

"I love you, too," she replied, closing the space between their lips. The others in the room smiled, thankful that the lovers were finally able to reconcile.

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Later that night, or rather early the next morning, Noah lay awake on his bed, unable to sleep. He had been let out of the infirmary and had been provided with a guest room to stay in for the night. There was a lot that was weighing heavy on his mind, preventing him from letting his fatigue get the better of him.

All of a sudden he heard a noise out on the balcony. He sat up, and saw through the sheer curtains someone sitting on the railing. Standing up, he pulled back the curtains and was surprised to see his brother sitting there, not looking at him.

"I don't understand, Noah," Daniel said.

Noah waited for him to elaborate, but he didn't. "You don't understand what?"

"Why didn't you kill him?" Daniel asked, turning to look at his brother. "You had every reason to kill him, but you didn't. Why?"

Noah paused for a moment before answering. "Because," he said, "if I killed him, I would have become him. I didn't want to stoop to his level, and killing him myself wouldn't have proven anything."

Daniel nodded as he stared back down at his leg that was propped up on the railing. He let his other leg swing over the side of the balcony as he played with a pebble with his free hand. He sighed.

"They're planning on executing him in three days' time," he said with no emotion in his voice.

"And what of the others?" Noah asked.

"They're letting us go. And they're working to find good homes for the ones that are still underage."

"And what of you?" Noah asked again. "Where will you go? What will you do?"

Daniel sighed. "I'm not sure yet."

Neither of them said anything for a few moments. Noah wondered what Daniel was hiding from him, for he clearly was not saying everything.

"Noah, I'd like to thank you," Daniel finally said.

"For what?" Noah asked.

"For opening my eyes," Daniel replied. "For helping me realize what a monster I've become."

"Daniel, you're not a monster!" Noah said. "You were misguided, and you have the ability to overcome that."

"Do I?" Daniel questioned. "After almost twenty years of that misguidance, it's now what I've become! I should have left with you when we were boys. Now it's too late to change the man our father created."

"No it's not, Daniel," Noah argued. "You have the potential to do something for the world! I know you do!"

Daniel sighed and thought a moment. He got this look in his eye that made Noah feel on edge, and he could tell Daniel was up to something.

"You're right," Daniel finally whispered. "And I know what that thing is."

He pulled his gun from its holster and rested it in the palm of his hand. He stared at it for a few moments, and his breathing became heavy and ragged. Finally, he sighed and closed his eyes.

"Before I do this, know that I'm sorry," he said. "I'm going to finish this." He looked back up at Noah one last time. "Goodbye."

With that, he leapt off his perch and into the tree. Noah stood there dumbfounded for a moment. Then, he realized what his brother was saying.

"What!?" he cried as he ran to the edge of the balcony. He saw that his brother had already scampered down the tree and was swiftly running toward the dungeons. "Daniel, no!"

Without thinking, he ran out his door and sprinted down the hallway.

"Somebody stop him!" he yelled as he ran. "He's gonna kill him!"

One by one, the royals were starting to come out of their rooms, alerted by his yelling. Julie emerged from her room in time to catch Noah's arm and stop him.

"Woah, woah! Slow down there, Noah! What's going on?"

"It's my brother! He's gone completely mad!" he yelled as he broke free of her grip and kept running.

"Noah, wait!" Julie yelled, taking off after him. Anna and Kristoff then emerged from their room and followed to see what the commotion was about.

Johan limped out of his infirmary room on one crutch to see everybody pass, and Elsa, who had fallen asleep next to him, was right behind him.

"What's going on?" he asked Anna, who stopped when she saw them.

"Something with Noah's brother!" she replied. "Noah keeps yelling for someone to stop him!"

"We have to go see what's happening!" Johan said, as he tried to run after them, but he soon dropped his crutch, causing Elsa to have to help him.

"You can't run like that!" she said throwing his arm over her shoulder. "We'll catch up with them, but we can't have you hurting yourself!"

Johan nodded as Anna handed him his crutch and the girls helped him along as fast as they could. When they got out into the courtyard, they could see the others running toward the dungeons, and they could hear Noah screaming his brother's name.

"What do you think Daniel's trying to do?" Elsa asked.

"Maybe he's trying to bust his father out of there," Anna suggested.

Johan shook his head. "No," he said. "Somehow I don't think so."

Suddenly, they heard a gunshot. Immediately following it came yelling from the dungeon guards.

"Gustav Jacobsen is dead!" someone yelled.

The three of them looked at each other.

"Daniel killed him," Johan realized. "Noah wanted to stop him from becoming a murderer."

Neither of the girls said anything. But up ahead of them, they could still hear Noah yelling.

"Daniel!"

"But wait," Elsa said, "why is Noah still acting like he needs to stop him? What does he think Daniel is going to do now?"

Suddenly, a second gunshot rang through the air.

"NO!" Noah cried.

The three of them stopped for a moment and looked at each other. Anna ran ahead to see what happened while Elsa stayed back to help Johan. Neither of them said anything as they followed the voices to find everyone.

As they approached the building, they could hear Noah sobbing in grief from around the corner. They realized that Daniel had shot his father through the barred window near the ground that looked out of the basement cell.

Anna ran back around the corner to meet them, her face showing a mix of shock and sadness.

"Did Daniel get away?" Johan asked, completely out of theories over what was going on.

Anna took a deep breath and shook her head, before looking past the building at the scene again.

Slowly, Johan and Elsa made their way around the corner. Johan's eyes widened when he saw the scene, and Elsa quietly gasped.

Daniel was lying on the ground, and Noah was kneeling over him, sobbing. Julie was kneeling next to him, rubbing his back as he cried, and the others stood there dumbfounded. Daniel's blue eyes were open, but he saw nothing. His gun was on the ground next to him, and there was a bloody hole in the side of his head.

He was dead.

Read on, write on, dream on. -bandgeek63