Thanks to everyone who read, followed, faved or put this on alert. It means a lot to know that people are reading this. Sorry to potentially disappoint you, but Anna and Elsa don't appear in this chapter- the Frozen part is about what's going on in Arendelle. This is the only chapter where this will happen, since this a Elsa/Anna/Tink/Peri story, so it will revolve around them, (and in a couple chapters their paths will cross and we'll actually get to the crossover part).
Okay, so just an FYI for the Tinker Bell part, the fairies sometimes refer to the person whose laugh produced them as "their laugh" (Although in this chapter, I also refer to them as "their human" or their laugh-source) So if a fairy talks about their laugh, you can probably assume their talking about the person.
I edited part of the last chapter, as I wanted to make Vilhelm's change more gradual.
Disclaimer: I don't own Frozen or Tinker Bell
The King and Queen of Arendelle had just woken up about half an hour ago, and their day was already ruined. They had both taken about half that time getting dressed, as they were both not morning people, and clothes of royalty were rather elaborate and took forever to put on due to the many components they consisted of. They had then went to wake up Elsa and Anna, only to find that their beds were empty.
This was not unusual, as the girls often got up early due to their supposed insomnia- or, rather, Anna got up due to her insomnia and would drag Elsa up with her. Elsa had adjusted to waking up earlier and earlier over the years, though Anna was always awake before her. Most of the time they played without incident (even if Elsa used her magic, nobody had ever gotten hurt). However, sometimes they got into mischief, like the time that they had infiltrated the Cook's kitchen and attempted to make breakfast for their parents- what actually happened is they caused a huge mess and ruined one of the Cook's pots. The cook and the Servants hadn't been very happy with the princesses that day.
The King and Queen had went downstairs, expecting to find their girls in the great hall or the ballroom and most likely playing in a winter wonderland. When the most likely places Elsa and Anna could be turned out empty, the King and Queen had quickened their pace, their panic growing steadily higher as each room they checked showed no sign of either girl. Eventually they were running through the castle shouting their daughters' names, horrified when they got no response.
It had been the King who had eventually spotted through a window the suspicious white spot by the gate that was barely visible due to the fact the sun wasn't up yet. He and his wife had rushed outside, not even bothering to put on a cloak or boots, despite the fact winter was almost arriving. When they arrived at the gate, the King's suspicions were confirmed. It was indeed snow- the only snow around, which was a sure sign that Elsa had made it- and it was covered with footprints. It appeared that two certain little girls and some people wearing larger boots had climbed over the wall with it. Elsa's gloves lay to the side of the snow bank, having been discarded because she couldn't do magic as well with them on.
The King and Queen hastened to open the gates and wondered where their girls had gone and who the adults were. The King was starting to regret that almost none of his staff actually lived in the castle, because if they had someone surely would have stopped the girls from wandering away. Both the King and Queen were astonished their girls had run away- surely they taught them better than that. They were torn between worry and anger as they went out into the village. They were looking around for some sign of their girl when they heard a cry of "Your Majesties!"
Turning, they noticed the Duke of Weselton, breathing heavily as if he had just done some serious exercise. His boots had snow on them, and he looked quite scared. He gave them both a quick bow, and then rushed out an incomprehensible sentence. The King impatiently asked him to repeat himself, and the Duke stammered out "The princesses- we tried to stop them- they ran away- I sent my guards- catch them." The King and Queen stared at him, both because the Duke almost never found it difficult to prattle on about anything and the fact that they weren't sure they heard him right. Their girls had purposely run away?! They were going to be in trouble once they were home.
"Which way did they go?" The King demanded as he headed to the castle to signal for the guards to prepare themselves. "They went that way." The Duke answered, pointing in the wrong direction and hoping they'd believe him. The King called for the kingdom's guards by ringing a large bell in the courtyard.
After a couple minutes, men began to emerge from their houses and head towards the rulers of Arendelle. After several more frustrating minutes spent as the they got the horses ready, during which Elsa and Anna were likely getting further and further away, the King was seriously regretting letting the guards spend nights with their families. Arendelle and the neighboring kingdoms got along fairly well, and since there had not been any wars within the past half century, security had gotten rather loose. Arendelle didn't actually have an army, though the guards had gone through basic combat training if they ever needed one.
Because the King wasn't worried about an attack from another kingdom he hadn't even posted a guard by the gate. He wanted to hit himself; how could he have been so stupid? Why on earth did he reduce security this much. Even one guard could have prevented the girls from running away, or at least alerted the King and Queen right away. Well, that was certainly going to be changed as soon as he got his daughters home safe and sound.
The Queen handed her husband a cloak and boots, because he could not go look for his daughters in slippers. Finally the King and his men were ready, and they set off to find the two little girls that meant the world to the King and Queen.
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Lord Milori guided Periwinkle to the cold side of his and Queen Clarion's tent. Some light talents had released light into the tent so one could see in the windowless tent. The sun wasn't even fully visible yet, so they would have used the lights even if the tent did have windows. The tent sat directly over the border between warm and cold areas that the fairies had made for their camp. The difference between the warm part of fairy camp and the makeshift wintery climate they'd made wasn't as good as the one between Pixie Hollow and the Winter Woods, but it kept the winter fairies from being too uncomfortable before they changed the seasons.
Milori offered Periwinkle a seat, and he himself sat on the ice chair he had crafted for himself upon their arrival in Arendelle (the fairies still didn't really know where Arendelle was relative to any other mainland). The sparrow-man gazed with concern at his subject, wondering why the normally bubbly and cheerful frost fairy seemed so down in the dumps.
"What did you come to talk to me about?" He asked gently after Periwinkle made no indication that she was going to start the conversation. Lord Milori waited as Periwinkle seemed to battle with herself- she looked like she dying to say what was on her mind but scared about what she might hear.
In a voice so downtrodden that Lord Milori would not have believed it to be Periwinkle's if he hadn't seen her talking, Periwinkle said "Somethings wrong with me. Sometimes my talent just disappears."
Lord Milori contemplated this quietly. This was rather unexpected. He'd never noticed her having any problems with her talent, and he did know almost everything that went on around the Winter Woods. After asking for confirmation that he'd understood her- to which Periwinkle had responded (in a voice so upset that even she looked shocked that it had come from her mouth) that, yes she was sometimes unable to produce a single flake of snow- Lord Milori thought quietly for another couple minutes before responding.
"I haven't heard of another case quite like yours" He began and then quickly added "I suggest you visit Dewey's library once we return home, as there are records about every fairy. He can look to see if there has been another fairy of sparrow-man who frequently seems to lose their talent."
After seeing Periwinkle's expression, which seemed to be asking Is that it?, Lord Milori gave a tiny smile and said "I'm not completely useless when it comes to this topic, though. I do know that sometimes a human and the fairy that came from their laugh can share similar interests." Periwinkle looked at him questioningly and he continued. "Specifically, Dewey found out that the human whose laugh produced him owns a bookshop- although I have no idea how he discovered that, since he almost never goes to the mainland. Also, years and years ago an an animal-talent was born from a baby's laugh and the baby grew up and now looks after horses in London."
This information didn't exactly relate to Periwinkle's problem, but it made her feel tiny bit better. She asked, in a voice not as depressed as earlier, "How did the animal-talent know that human was the one who made him?" Tinker Bell had told Periwinkle about a fairy named Prilla who had met her laugh- a girl named Sara Quirtle, but Periwinkle hadn't heard how Prilla knew who her human was.
Lord Milori, however, had apparently been informed on what it was like for a fairy to meet their human. "From what I've heard, it feels like you found a huge piece of yourself that you'd lost but didn't even know was missing."
That made sense, though Periwinkle still wasn't sure how this related to her problem. She asked if maybe her human was preventing her from using her talent. The only reason Lord Milori could think of for Periwinkle's and Tinker Bell's laugh-source hindering Periwinkle's talent but not her sister's was "Maybe your laugh lives in the tropics." However they both didn't think it was very plausible.
Periwinkle didn't think there was anything left to talk about without consulting Dewey to see if her case was truly unique or not. She thanked Lord Milori for his time and they started towards the tent's exit. Once they were at the flap, Periwinkle turned and bowed respectfully, saying "My lord," as she did it, which was the proper protocol (she skipped the normal fairy farewell because it would have been rather insensitive to say "Fly again soon", seeing as one of Lord Milori's wings was broken, rendering him flightless). Lord Milori pointed out that this protocol was only necessary for formal situations, and a counseling session was not formal by any means. Periwinkle looked slightly surprised by this news, and thanked him for his time again.
She was almost out of the tent, but she remembered something and turned back. "Can you not tell anyone about this? I told Tink but I'd rather not have anyone else know." Periwinkle then added, as an afterthought, "I wouldn't mind if you told Queen Clarion, though." Lord Milori nodded and said "Of course- I'll no sooner betray your trust than I'll fly again." Lord Milori answered with a smile that was somehow sad and amused at the same time.
"I always keep these talks confidential unless my subject says they don't need it to be a secret, or if they reveal a potential danger to themselves or others." Lord Milori continued and when he saw the rather scared look on Periwinkle's face as he said the second part, he added "Don't worry, they didn't try to murder someone or something like that. They just were too forceful when using their talent and put so much snow on the roof of another fairies house. It would have caused the house to collapse if I hadn't breached the confidentially rule and enlisted some other fairies to help me clear the snow off before anything too serious could happen"
Periwinkle nodded and headed out the tent. She still didn't feel totally okay, but she was more cheerful than she'd been earlier that day. She noticed Tinker Bell was nowhere to be seen, and figured that she was getting ready for the day's work of changing the seasons. She watched the sunrise, hoping that her talent would not disappear while all the fairies were changing the seasons, because everybody would surely notice if it did, seeing as they all worked together. Even as she made the wish, Periwinkle knew it wouldn't come true, and her talent would leave her again.
Okay, to be honest I'm not entirely satisfied with this chapter, but I probably wouldn't be even if I edited it a million times. Pretty much it lets you know that the King and his men aren't going to find the girls because they took the Duke's bait and went the wrong way, so the Duke's plan is working so far. Also, I know it doesn't seem likely that the King would have the guards not reside in the castle, but if they did, Elsa, Anna, Vilhelm, Thomas and the Duke probably wouldn't have been able to sneak out.
The Periwinkle/Lord Milori talk is supposed to hint as to why Periwinkle has this problem (and if you think you've figured it out, there's stuff I haven't hinted at).
Well, I hope you enjoyed it and I'll try to update again next week, and we'll see what Anna and Elsa (and Vilhelm and Thomas are up to) and then I'll have a fairy part.