"Kristoff!" The princess yelled out, running through the halls of the castle. "Kristoff! Where are you?" She continued to run, worry plaguing her better judgement. She knew if she had Elsa's noble way, she wouldn't have made a big scene of her discovery, and would rather approach those in need in a dignified and subtle manner. However, she was not her sister.

"Anna?" Kristoff, and several other nobles looked up from the breakfast table. Granted, many of them did not think much of this as Anna had been known to be a tad dramatic from time to time.

"I need to talk to you. Privately." The words were short and frank. Her fiance rose from the chair he had been occupying and quickly walked towards her. He knew her well enough to know when something was truly wrong. They stepped out into the hallway and Anna silently dragged him to the large bedroom the Queen usually occupied.

She turned to him. "What do you see?"

"I see a door."

The princess made a big show of rolling her eyes. "Open it."

He opened the door with caution, slightly afraid Elsa would be standing behind it with a snowball. He shivered. It wouldn't be the first time that happened. Instead what he found was nothing. Aside from the furniture, that is. The Queen's bed was neatly made and the curtains lay closed. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

"It's empty." He said finally.

"Exactly."

"Anna, I don't understand."

She sighed loudly and fell into a heap on the floor. "She's not here, Kristoff. She's not in the village, she's not in the castle, and she's not in her bedroom."

"Well, what do you think that means?" He was perplexed. "Did she run away?"

"No!" Anna would not have it. "She was happy here. She was loved. Why would she leave that? There's only one explanation for it."

The princess held out a small package loosely wrapped in a silk cloth. Kristoff delicately unwrapped the cloth, revealing a shining crown belonging to none other than the Queen of Arendelle.

"What does that mean?" He picked up Elsa's crown and inspected it.

Anna shrugged. "A few workers found it outside. No footprints were found by it, which can only mean one thing. Elsa was kidnapped. And I intend to find her."

The pair let a silence sink between them. The man sank to the floor next to Anna, not believing what he was hearing. Ever since Elsa had almost been the death of his fiance a year ago, there had been a rift between the Queen and the ice harvester. And yet it seemed that once more the mysterious Queen would endanger the life of Anna once again. "I won't let you go alone."

Anna wasn't oblivious to the shaky relationship between her fiance and her sister. She had expected this reaction from him, and was well prepared for it. "I never planned on going alone. I would like you to come with me, of course, but if you don't want to I understand. I sent word to my cousin and her husband of Elsa's kidnapping. They both agreed to help find her. They'll arrive in a week's time."

Kristoff laughed softly. He should've known Anna would be well prepared for whatever he threw at her. "Where do you think we should look?"

"We?" Anna smiled and punched his shoulder. "As in big, tough mountain man is agreeing to help?" His scowl made Anna giggle, but the sound of Elsa's crown hitting the floor brought her back to reality. Kristoff must have dropped it when she had punched him. "When I racked my brain for the enemies of Arendelle, only one seemed capable of pulling this off. The thing that struck me as most unusual was the lack of footsteps."

Kristoff was starting to understand where this was going. "So it had to be someone with means to travel by air, without touching the ground. That's the only way to keep up such a clean getaway."

"Exactly! And there is only one place I can think of with means of travel like that. Kristoff, have you ever heard of Berk?"