"Hell and damnation, woman, what sort of game are you playing?" Asked Lord Derek as he clutched his shoulder.

Elsa had sent a blast of arctic cold at him when he accused her sister of being a witch. She'd meant to fire it as a warning shot at the wall behind him, but he'd moved and so she hit him instead.

"That is what happens to people who accuse my sister of being a witch. She can be frustrating at times, but I will not miss again if you say that."

The man called Jenkins stepped forward. "Your Majesty, if I may," he said politely before turning to Lord Derek. "Milord, I am sorry," he said before giving Lord Derek a sucker punch to the jaw that knocked him to the floor. "But you did ask."

"Bloody hell, I didn't tell you to give me a thumping; I told you to keep the witch hunters away," Lord Derek said, switching to massaging his jaw. He chomped it down a couple times before getting to his feet.

"No sir, but the lads and I assumed that's what you really meant," said Jenkins, ever prim and proper as he did so.

"I'll keep that in mind next time. Don't want to get jumped by the crew," said Lord Derek.

Jenkins looked back and seemed to notice that Kristoff had been readying his own punch. Kristoff looked a little bewildered, but was still plenty mad. "Please, feel free," he said, stepping out of the way.

"Feel free to what?" asked Lord Derek just as Kristoff barreled into him.

"No one talks about Anna that way, got that?" shouted Kristoff as he beat the stuffing out of Lord Derek.

"I've got it, I've got it!" Howled Lord Derek as he tried to wrestle out from under Kristoff. He landed a few blows of his own on the mountain man as he worked his way out, but Kristoff had grown up wrestling trolls so he ignored them.

"Kristoff, let him up," said Elsa.

Kristoff got off of him and Lord Derek once again staggered to his feet. His face was black and blue and his shoulder had started to turn colors as well.

Elsa took a deep breath and then sent a wave of ice at Lord Derek's feet, encasing him from the knees down to the floor. "Lord Derek. Anna is not a witch, or devil spawn, or any other thing like that. She is Anna. Nothing more, nothing less. Do I make myself clear?" she said with crossed arms.

Lord Derek nodded quickly. "Of course, your Majesty. I misspoke in a moment of anger. I will not do so again. I promise."

"Good," she said, then turned and walked out.

Kristoff followed after and kept pace. "Are you really going to just leave him there?" He asked.

"Just long enough to let him know I'm serious," Elsa said with a laugh. This had been the first time since the North Mountain that she'd knowingly used her powers on the offensive and it felt good.

"Won't his people wonder what happened to him?" Asked Kristoff.

"They'll figure it out on their own soon enough," said Elsa as she went towards the courtyard. She pointedly ignored the delegation from Weselton.

Kristoff, though, saw that the delegation hadn't paid that much attention to her as she went by either, talking in whispers among themselves. "Elsa, I think that they might have seen Anna leave," said Kristoff in a low whisper.

"What are you talking about? She was on the other side of the palace when she left!" Said Elsa in frantic tones.

"A big plume of black smoke jetting away from the palace is the kind of thing people see, and Lord Derek did keep saying how Weseltoners try to see the details," said Kristoff.

"Oh damn," said Elsa. She waved her hands and Kristoff soon saw the power that she sent at Lord Derek return to her. "No sense in giving them more ammunition then," she said to Kristoff.

"Where do you think she went? I don't feel comfortable just going up to the Weseltoners and asking them where they saw it go," said Kristoff with a glance around. "And it's not exactly something we can just go around town asking about."

"Lord Derek would like to volunteer his services in finding her," said a voice from behind them. Kristoff and Elsa turned around to see that Jenkins had followed them down. "His Lordship sent me after you once it became clear that he was going anywhere."

"And why would we want his help?" asked Elsa, ice growing from her fingers as she spoke.

"Because he is one of the most qualified people here to search for her. As distasteful as it may be, he does have experience finding those of a mystic bent who are trying hide from the world, and that does seem to be a bill that fits your fair sister." Jenkins then bowed to both her and Kristoff.

"Anna is not a witch!" Said Elsa under her breath, loud enough that Kristoff and the man Jenkins could hear, but not so loud that rest of the Weseltoners could.

Jenkins bowed again. "I never said that she was. She seems to be just a confused young woman coming to terms with supernatural abilities that she does not fully understand yet, a field that Lord Derek is familiar with as well."

Elsa bit her lip. A few weeks ago that could have been her, and she managed to freeze the whole country before she figured her gift out. "Alright, but that doesn't tell me why we should take a witch hunter like Lord Derek with us? Anna and Kristoff found me with little enough trouble."

Jenkins ignored the insult to his lord and carried on. "Because Anna is not on her own, and her aid does not have her best interests at heart. It might be a bit much for just the pair of you and since only Lord Derek and a few others here have countered it before it could be good for him to come with you."

"What others?" Asked Kristoff. The trolls that had raised him had taught him only a few techniques on how to counter magic and nothing on how to outright stop it.

"Both Captain Wells and myself, alongside Lord Derek, were among those who went up against the Witch Queen of the North in the final charge," Jenkins said.

"So you're saying you could kill my sister if it came down to it?" asked Elsa with a scowl.

"No your Majesty. I am saying that we could find her without her discovering us before we arrive," Jenkins said. "While I am sure that your sister has the best of intentions, the mirror that she took with her will do its best to pervert those into a darker reality. I have heard of your snow guard, your Majesty, and I assure you that you would not do better against whatever guards she conjures up."

"And you think he knows how to handle what she might throw at us?" asked Kristoff. He remembered Marshmallow and didn't want a reprise.

"I am sure of it. Besides, if you didn't allow him to come with you, he'd just follow behind and go his own way. At least if he comes then you can keep track of him at keep him from unnecessary foolishness." Jenkins shuddered at that.

"Such as scaling a mountain without rope?" asked Kristoff as he remembered Anna doing several things along those lines as well.

"Or worse," replied Jenkins.

Kristoff turned to Elsa. "Your call, Elsa, but I think …"

"Yes, I can see that," Elsa said, interrupting him. "Fine, but I call the shots, alright?"

"That's perfectly reasonable," said Jenkins with a bow.