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Emma ran over to the door, shaking it's frosty door handles. Locked, with ice magic.

"Emma!" Elsa ran over to remove Emma's hands from the frozen locks "It's sealed with ice magic. I know how powerful that stuff is, you won't be able to break through it."

"But I have to go back!" Emma sobbed as she slipped to the ground, shivering. "Arendelle is not my home Elsa."

"This Arendelle is not mine either!" Elsa knelt by Emma's side, wrapping her arms around her to keep her warm.

"But how can we get home?" Emma sobbed into her knees. "Hook...Killian, always said the portals were not open and if no one's left in the enchanted forest we can't even get to Gold to give us a way home!"

Elsa thought for a minute.

"Anna always said to find your destiny sometimes you have to play by other people's rules." Elsa stood up and faced the doors, signalling to Emma that she should do so too. As Emma stood up Elsa started to shout.

"WE'LL PLAY NICE OKAY? WE'LL BE YOUR SISTERS, JUST GIVE US OUR MAGIC BACK!"

Silence.

"Is something supposed to happen..." Emma was interrupted by the doors to their chamber becoming unfrozen before her very eyes.

When they had swung open Elsa pulled Emma out into the cold corridor.

"I can't believe it worked!" She said happily. "But we have to play by the snow queen's rules. Gain her trust, and then fall under the radar and escape. We can do it."

Emma looked around at the corridor with impossibly high ceilings and gigantic windows.

"Your castle is nice." Emma said

"Thanks Emma, you are a welcomed guest here."

In front of Emma and Elsa a snow trail was forming and Elsa pulled Emma to follow it. They walked through a forest of corridors, in each one Elsa would point out the significance of a painting or where Anna and her had played as kids. Emma noticed that Elsa lingered outside a door in one of the corridors for a little longer than the rest. Emma realised it was Elsa's childhood room, from the blue snowflake-shaped stickers that covered the tall door. Elsa sighed and walked away, and Emma could see that she was trying not to cry.

The trail of snow finished at a room on the ground floor, where the door was shut.

"Why?" Elsa whispered

"What is it Elsa, what's in that room?" Emma asked, clutching Elsa's hand.

"But...this was my Father's study!" Elsa said as the double door were flung open to reveal a richly decorated room, with a large portrait of a man in a crown which Emma guessed was the former King, Elsa's dead Father.

"I'm so glad you've found me!" Ingrid was standing by the window, surveying the people in the market just beyond the palace gates. Elsa rushed across to the painting, a tear forming in her eye.

"We should open the palace gates, don't you think?" Ingrid said after a moment's silence. She clapped her hands and a guard appeared at the door.

Elsa recognised him in an instant. She recoiled and fell onto Emma, feeling bile rising in the back of her throat.

"Kristoff?" Elsa whispered. Kristoff didn't hear her.

"Open the gates." Ingrid ordered and of the guard went. The Snow Queen looked across to where Emma was helping Elsa into a chair.

"What the hell is he doing here?!" Emma asked, her anger bubbling in her voice.

"Anna!" Elsa muttered.

"I brought him back to prove to you that I'm not as bad as you two think." Ingrid leaned back against the window. "Of course, there are some minor complications, he can't remember who any of us are until Anna awakens him with a true love's kiss, but that doesn't look likely does it! Even if Anna was here, he wouldn't remember her anyway!" Ingrid laughs.

"No..." Elsa said quietly.

"Who else did you bring back?!" Emma shouted, shivering as she did so.

"Well," The Snow Queen smiled mischievously "We'll have to wait and see."