Anna

"What does she think she's doing?" Muttered Anna as she looked in on her sister. She hadn't heard Kristoff and Elsa's conversation but at this point didn't really care. It seemed that each time she checked in on them, they were intimate in some way and it had begun to drive Anna up the wall.

"Sleeping with your Kristoff, it would seem," said the face in the mirror. It wasn't manifesting, content instead to let Anna see through it and make commentary.

The servitor growled at the mirror, but didn't rise to swipe at it or shatter it again. Anna had been forced to play the peacemaker between the pair of them when she'd started using the mirror in front of the Servitor, who took offense to it for some reason.

"I can see that," growled Anna. "I just wish I could do something about it. I came up here to learn how to impress him, not let Elsa have her way with him!"

"There are things yet that you may learn," started the mirror, but Anna waved a dismissive hand.

"And what good will those things do if he's hers by the time I leave?" she asked as she saw Kristoff pulled Elsa closer and then fall asleep himself.

The mirror sighed and resolved back into its pale face."I was getting to that. There is a kind of magic I know that will let you peak into the dreams of another and speak with them there. You could gather a glimpse of what they truly mean."

The servitor gave out a concerned growl but Anna ignored it.

"How does it work?" She asked halfway to the mirror already.

"Place your hand upon me and I will show you."

Kristoff

Kristoff was enjoying a nice meal of diamonds and veal with his troll family. "It really does taste like happiness and sunshine!" Said Kristoff with a great big smile.

"You just never had the chance to really savor it, Kristoff," said Momma Bulda with a wink.

"This veal tastes wonderful as well! Thank you for sharing it with us!" Said Grand Pabbie. Several other trolls nodded in agreement while a few of the younger trolls tried to sneak it off their plates and feed it to Sven who was busy eating a couple of clouds.

"I just wish Anna and Elsa were here as well! I'd love for them to enjoy this marvelous feast of minerals and meat! Nothing quite like sulfur and bacon in the morning to really round out your day!" Said Kristoff as he piled his plate full up with more minerals.

"But they are here! See, there's Elsa right over there! No reason for her not to be at her own wedding feast, after all!" Cried Momma Bulda as she pointed out Elsa. She was dressed in a flowing, lacy white wedding dress and was making small talk with Grand Pabbie, though she blushed and waved at him from across the way when she saw him looking at her.

"And Anna? Today's her wedding day too, after all," said Kristoff. He looked around and found that they'd moved from his troll family's traditional home in the mountains to the banquet hall of the castle, but all was well. Hans was chained up to the wall and Kai was swimming through the air delivering bonbons and lollipops. Everything was normal.

"There she is, right over there!" Said Kristoff's littlest cousin. He looked up and saw Anna in a dress similar to Elsa's. At first, it looked like it might have been Elsa's twin, but soon blackness flowed into it and her dress shifted into a dark, sultry and seductive thing. Her hair, meanwhile, shifted from a red bun down into long, flowing black locks.

"Hello Kristoff. Fancy meeting you here," she said in an angry tone that didn't match the merry occasion.

The rest of the room began to fade and actions of Elsa and his troll family seemed unimportant. "Welcome to the party, Anna," Kristoff said with hesitation. Something seemed off about her, but he couldn't place what it was.

"Care to explain this?" Asked Anna with a wave of her hand.

"It's our marriage feast, yours and mine and Elsa's," said Kristoff, but Anna didn't seem to hear him. Kristoff saw a paled faced man whispering into her ear as he was talking, so Kristoff spoke up louder. "I SAID, THIS IS …"

"Yours and Elsa's wedding feast, I know," said Anna.

"No, yours and …" Began Kristoff, but it didn't matter. The pale man just spoke over him and the darkness that made up Anna's dress spread and began to the cover the room.

"I heard you the first time. Mirror said that seeing your dreams would let me see what you really think, and now I know. You don't love me anymore." Anna seemed near tears, but when Kristoff tried to go and comfort her she shoved him away. "I don't want your pity!" She said to him, turning instead to the pale faced man.

"And I think that this farce has gone on quite long enough," said a deep voice from across the room.

Kristoff looked over and found that Grand Pabbie had made his stand on the table. The rest of his troll family, as well as Elsa, were now still as all of them focused their gaze on the pale faced man.

"You have no power here, Brother. This is my place," said the pale faced man with a smooth, oily voice.

"And this is my Grandson. Get out and leave his wives out of our conflict," countered Grand Pabbie.

"I am not countering you, Brother. I am against his …" began the pale faced man, but Grand Pabbie would have none of it.

"I care not for whom you set yourself against, only that you do. Get out or I will make you suffer even more than you do," said Grand Pabbie with a more serious face then Kristoff had ever seen on him before.

"This isn't over," said the pale faced man as he wrapped his arms around Anna and began to turn to mist.

"Yes it is," said Grand Pabbie with a finality that was not to be disputed and with a wave of his hand the pale faced man vanished, leaving behind only a howl of frustration.

Grand Pabbie then turned to Kristoff with a kind smile. "I enjoyed your feast, Kristoff, but you really should wake up now."

Anna

"What was that?" Asked Anna as she reeled away from the mirror. She hadn't been hurt by Grand Pabbie, but she could feel what he had done and it was as if a veil had been lifted from her eyes for a moment. The servitor came over to her and massaged her shoulders to try and relax her. She wasn't tense, but she appreciated the thought and made no move to stop it.

Mirror, on the other hand, didn't respond for quite some time. Indeed, it took a few minutes for the pale face to reform in the mirror and an age after that before it said anything.

"That was the enemy. Be lucky that you need not face his kind," said the mirror. It said nothing more after that for the rest of the evening.