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Yaho! Another update after a short time! I just had to upload it after finishing it.

I just realized how slow burn it is, I checked my outline and drafts hehe.

Well I think I can't jump from hate to love that fast, especially given their circumstances. I want to say more but all I tell you is a lot will happen.

Anyway, THANK YOU people who read this story and I am hoping you are all safe and healthy. To all the people who reviewed on the previous chapters, I know you have lots of questions and I will do my best to answer them as the story progresses.

So I give you this chapter! A warning for VIOLENCE, MANIPULATION and ABUSE.

"I think I haven't congratulated you."

Elsa looked at him curiously. "On what, Your Grace?"

The Duke of Wester gave her a kind smile. "On taking back your birthright." he sighed in contentment. "It seemed only yesterday when your mother and father would bring you to court along with your siblings."

"How would you know that I am one of the Vinter siblings?" she asked. "I could be a pretender for all you know."

"Having your maternal grandmother's features helped. One can't deny the blood of Aren running through your veins."

Elsa carefully observed him and said. "I apologize for not meeting you yesterday."

"No no please, do not apologize, Your Majesty. It's fine." the Duke shook his head and. "I should be thankful that you have given me the opportunity to speak to you in the midst of your busy day." Elsa nodded in acknowledgement.

"Shall we proceed?" the Duke asked.

"Of course."

"As you know that the Wester lands are across the sea, though it's still part of Arendelle. My ancestor, Princess Riella, was granted a portion of land and a manor house near the capital but ten years ago it was seized by Runeard and granted it to one of his mistresses as gift."

Elsa listened and already predicted what the Duke wanted but still she asked. "How and why did he take Princess Riella's property?"

The Duke cast his eyes down in shame. "There was a tourney and I participated because I was compelled to join." he sighed. "Runeard had implied to the people of Arendelle how weak House Wester was for not participating in any of the events, and all I did was to defend my family honor and joined. Then suddenly he made a wager publicly to give me the Duchy of Vinter if I defeated him in a joust but if I lost I had to give him the manor house and the land where it stands."

Unknown to him, Elsa's blood had started to boil at the mention of what was at stake on the wager. She took deep breaths to restrain her anger "The Duchy was not his to give away." her tone could freeze the entire fjord.

"Your Majesty," the Duke looked up in panic. "Please do not misunderstand, I never wanted the Duchy. The wager was made after I agreed to join the joust. I never thought he would do something like that. He did that so he could give the property to his then current favorite mistress."

"Do not fret, I completely understand. And now you want the property back?" Elsa asked.

"If it's not much to ask then yes."

The Duke was waiting for Elsa's answer.

"I'll see what I can do about it."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." he smiled at her.

"I'll try to come up with a proper solution for your concern and will talk to you again."

"That is greatly appreciated, Your Majesty, but unfortunately we have to sail home later in the afternoon because there are concerns that need my presence."

Perfect eyebrows furrowed and a look of concern etched on Elsa's face. "Is there something that I can help with?"

"Thank you for the offer but I think I can resolve it just fine. No need to concern yourself, Your Majesty. Being Queen is not easy, you already have a lot on your plate."

Elsa gave a small smile. "Thank you for understanding."

The Duke returned the smile. "No matter how distant it may be, we still share the same blood. And I hope the Vinter and Wester relationship would be strong and close like Prince Eleazar and Princess Riella's."

"I hope so too." Elsa answered with ease, she felt relieved that most of their guests would sail back into their homelands later as well. Having guests in the castle was not Elsa's strong suit, especially anyone who could be a potential threat to all of them.

In a castle on the eastern side of the kingdom of Arendelle, there was a bubbly little girl who was running away from her governess and had hid herself in her grandfather's study since no one would dare to go in there without permission. The cheeky little girl giggled as she got under her grandfather's desk, she stayed there for a while when a loud slamming of the door startled her and made her squeak but fortunately the men didn't hear her because the shouting started.

"Father you can't do that!" the younger man shouted at his father.

"Andrew, I am only doing this for your sake! I am making you king!"

"What? But Agnarr is the heir! How can you possibl-" there was a pause. "No. You can't be thinking of doing that."

The little girl peeked at the two men and she saw how red her father's face and how stoic her grandfather was.

"Agnarr is not suitable for the throne. He's young and inexperienced in ruling a kingdom. Olav spoiled him and handed everything to him on a silver platter."

"And you think you are suitable for it?!"

"Can't you see that this will finally give us the recognition we Eldrs deserved?! My grandfather lacked ambition, he was so enamored with my grandmother. While my father had squandered everything we had! He was a laughing stock of the kingdom! It's time for us Eldrs to rise and take the reins of the kingdom. Never forget that we are descendants of King Rozen the Great. We are descendants of Aren, the founder of Arendelle. And for the sake of your own daughter, you need to toughen up and endure."

"Stop it Father." Anna saw her father glare at her grandfather. "And do not involve my daughter in your plot to eradicate the Vinters. They had done nothing to me and my daughter to deserve this. If I hear one more word about this I will leave with my daughter, I will never let you corrupt her and plant horrible thoughts in her head." with that Anna heard the door opening and closing, leaving her grandfather inside.

"I'm sorry son but I can't let you take away my heiress." her grandfather's words were devoid of warmth. It sounded dark and foreboding.

With an audible gasp, Anna woke up. She was covered with a sheen of sweat despite the cold, she momentarily closed her eyes and tried to remember her dream. She saw her father and grandfather arguing but she couldn't remember what it was about. She was sure it was not good since she felt so scared at the moment, her heart was beating so loud.

"Are you alright?"

Anna was startled at the voice and looked up to the source. It was Elsa, she was reading another stack of state papers.

"I-I. . . What time is it?" she asked instead.

"It's past dinner time. Our dinner will be brought up soon." Elsa said and arranged the papers on her desk. Anna looked at the window and it was indeed dark outside.

"Were you having a nightmare?"

"Huh? Uh no. I wasn't." Anna answered.

"Hmm." Elsa hummed.

There was silence.

A knock and had their heads turn to the door.

"Come in." Elsa answered.

It was Marshall. He opened the door and greeted them "Your Majesty, M'Lady, good evening." He marched towards the Queen and whispered something in her ear that Anna couldn't hear.

Elsa rose and said. "Please have Eric stand guard here." she turned her attention to Anna. "Please have your dinner without me."

Anna just stared at the two as they went out the door. She shrugged and had taken the opportunity to take her bath in the en suite because she felt filthy. Oddly enough, there was already a warm bath waiting for her.

"Gerda must've prepared it." Anna removed her robe and got in the water. She sighed in satisfaction. Her mind went back to the disturbing dream she had. Was it a dream or a memory? She wasn't sure. Anna was silent for the entire duration of her bath, trying to remember what she had dreamed about. Her heart stung suddenly as she recalled the face of her father.

From the stories she heard. Her father, Andrew, was a kind man. He doted on his daughter and loved his wife. Many loved her father, he was honorable, gentle and chivalrous. She couldn't remember what he looked like until Olaf showed her the portraits. If only he didn't die so young, she could've been happy. Not that she wasn't happy with her grandfather raising her but it must've been different if her own father had raised her, she wouldn't find herself in this kind of situation.

"Papa." Anna croaked. Her voice trembled as tears rolled down her cheek.

Her father died of natural causes just like her grandmother and it hurt so much, but then it must've been harder to see him dying right in front of her eyes.

I have to avenge my father who was killed in cold blood by those men. My mother. . . seeing a sword piercing my mother's chest as that man stabbed her from behind. Perhaps you couldn't imagine how traumatic it may be for three children to witness that carnage!

Anna gasped. "Why did I think of that?" she shook her head. A sudden guilt crept in Anna's chest after that.

A man was punched on his gut as he still refused to tell who and what their master's motive was to abduct Anna. They tried to extract information since the day he gained consciousness but still he refused.

Olaf's fist was stained with grime from the dirty clothes of the man.

"I've been patiently waiting for you to answer. I've been here for quite some time." he sighed. "I really wanna go back to the library and have some tea."

A smirk found its way on the bloodied lips of the man. "Tell your Queen that she can kill me if she wants to. I don't care." he laughed. Unknown to him, Elsa was just outside leaning on the wall next to the door with her arms crossed in front of her chest. She was listening to the man's treasonous words.

"Anna is the rightful Queen! She will rise and push your pretender Queen off the throne!"

Olaf watched him silently then . . .

Thud.

Another punch landed on the man, on his face this time.

"My master made sure she will be restored." the man groggily said, still reeling from the hit he received, then he saw a flash of Elsa's platinum blonde hair from the small opening of the door.

"Who is he?"

He smirked. "King of the Valley."

"What?" Olaf asked. "Tell me his plans," he demanded.

"He will dethrone your Queen and restore Anna to her rightful place!" after those words were uttered. Elsa had entered the cell and strode forward without halting her steps as she drew Olaf's sword and drove the sword through the man's gut.

"Your Majesty." Olaf called as he witnessed how Elsa killed their only source for information.

Elsa's cold glacial eyes stared at the man's brown ones, before twisting the sword while it was still in the man's flesh. Extensive blood dripped from the man's mouth and torso before Elsa pulled the sword out and dropped it on the dirty floor.

"Dispose him." Elsa uttered and left.

Olaf was baffled at the Queen's action. He didn't know why she had done it.

Meanwhile Elsa was walking through the corridor and she was pissed that her suspicions were about to come true, there's someone out there, other than the King of the Valley, was after Anna. She curled her hands into fists and went to her cousin's room unannounced.

"Elsa?!" Rapunzel was startled and almost dropped her cup of tea.

"Any news?" Elsa demanded.

"I- uh." Rapunzel was not expecting anyone, Elsa more so since their last argument.

"Do I need to repeat myself?" Elsa stated rather impatiently.

"No. Your Majesty." Rapunzel stood up. "No, I haven't received any."

Elsa sighed. "Did the Duke of Weselton ask you to say those things to me?"

Rapunzel looked away in shame. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. You must have a reason for it but it's up to you to tell me or not."

"Are you angry with me?" Rapunzel asked.

Elsa smiled a bit. "I was. But now, no."

"He knew Elsa. About me and Flynn. He threatened to tell Father about him."

"As I've said, I'll handle him." Elsa responded with a serious tone.

Rapunzel had looked Elsa in the eyes. "But I couldn't risk jeopardizing your plans. You've been looking for him and now he's within your grasp. I just couldn't bear ruining your opportunity."

"It's alright." She hugged Rapunzel. "It's alright. Everything is set. I am only waiting whether they will join our side or be killed. I am giving them an opportunity to live but not the General of course. I have something special for him." she pulled away.

"I am still waiting. But it won't be long now." Rapunzel said.

Elsa smiled. "No more secrets?" Rapunzel shook her head. "Then we're okay."

"May I pose a question?"

"I believe you just did." Elsa chuckled.

Rapunzel chuckled as well but soon cut short and all seriousness came back. "Is that blood on your clothes?" she was staring at the blood stained peeking white cuff of her shirt underneath the coat.

"Oh yes. Nothing serious." Elsa dismissed it.

"You didn't hurt Anna . . . did you?" It was a hesitant question.

"Good gods Rapunzel! What has gotten into you? Why would I do that?" Elsa frowned at the accusation.

"Please don't take it in the wrong way, it's just that knowing your temper and all-"

"About the progress." Elsa cut her off.

"What is it?"

"Would it be wise to bring her along?" Elsa sat on the high backed chair and propped her hand on the armrest and perched her chin at the back of her hand.

Rapunzel sat on her bed, facing Elsa. She was thinking hard about it. "I'll give you possibilities. If you decided to bring her. First, the people might cheer for her name and you would be cast aside. Second, her supporters might rise up against you if they showed affection for her, and the possibility of assassins would be waiting there for you. Third, it would be a great display of the two heiresses united as one and the people might take a hint of your inevitable marriage."

"Assassination is always a possibility or have you forgotten how they tried to do it many times?" Elsa asked in a low tone. "And the marriage is only to show to the public and nobles that I did my part of the bargain."

"I know." Rapunzel empathized with her. She cleared her throat. "If you decided not to bring her. The so-called- Lords of Arendelle might not like it and it would be bad for us because we need their support -as they call it-".

"Hmm. Those nobles are really a problem."

"As always." Rapunzel scoffed. "Either way you'll be in a difficult position."

"Hmm." Elsa hummed. She was in deep thought. The prisoner said it was the King of the Valley who sent him but it doesn't make any sense. He said King Arkyn would restore Anna but it was quite different from what the king had told her. King Arkyn only wanted Anna as Queen of his kingdom and would leave Arendelle alone, but then that prisoner said another thing. Which was not possible because he was caught before the fall out between her and King Arkyn, Elsa had a feeling it was not King Arkyn who sent him.

"By the way, how are you?"

Elsa answered without looking up. "Trying to survive all of these unfortunate things being thrown at me." she winced as her head started to throb. She's been up for two days without a wink of sleep.

"I see. You'll survive them." Rapunzel smiled. "Like you always do."

Elsa rose from her seat. "I'm going back to my room. Good night."

"Good night." Rapunzel responded, she watched Elsa reach for the handle of the door. "Elsa." The latter halted her steps. "Always remember that I'll support you in whatever decision you'll make." The latter glanced at her for a second before going out of the room.

Rapunzel sighed. "For your sake dear cousin. Choose the right thing."

Anna was still in the bath, the water was already cold. She was pensive for the entire duration of her bath. Anna couldn't still grasp the fact that she was married. . . married to her enemy.

"Now that I am married to her and having her child, there would be a slight change to my plan. Be queen, gather allies that would support my claim and give birth then dethrone her." she mumbled. "I will raise an army and march in the capital. But before all that I have to play nicely then escape her clutches once everything is set, but I should write to the General to delay my escape." She rose and didn't care that the water spilled on the marble floor. "Maybe responding to his letter while emotionally unstable was not a good choice."

She dried herself and wore a dark maroon thick robe before exiting en suite. To her surprise, the food was set on a round table, untouched. She gathered her wet hair on her right shoulder and proceeded to the vanity but then recoiled at the sight of the sitting figure on the chaise. Her teal eyes observed how the platinum blonde had her arms crossed and head hung low.

Steady breathing could be heard. She frowned. "How could she sleep so carelessly knowing I could end her if given an opportunity?" she mumbled. Anna could actually do that if she wanted but it wouldn't be wise since assassinating the Queen in her room would surely send her to the executioner's block. "I do not intend to die after all I've been through." she glared at the latter.

Anna had worn her thick dark green night robe behind the changing screen and proceeded to brush her hair. Once she was done, her eyes found the enticing food on the table.

"Should I wake her up or not?" she asked herself. She shrugged and reached out for the sleeping figure's shoulder. Her hand was about a few inches closer but a hand had caught her wrist while a gleaming blade was pointed under her chin.

"W-What do you think you're doing!" Anna stuttered as she felt the flat end of the cold blade on her skin.

The latter looked up and had released Anna's hand and sheathed the dagger into her right sleeve. Her glacial eyes looked dull and tired as she stared into Anna's teal eyes.

"Excuse my actions, it became my second nature to protect myself after multiple assassination attempts." Elsa's face was passive, however Anna was shaken and had taken a step back. "What's so important for you to disturb me?"

Anna was annoyed by her tone. "Nothing." She left and sat down and ate her dinner. Opening and closing of cupboards had reached her ears but not to turn to check what the latter was doing. Few moments later the latter had sat across from her and had poured about a quarter of the wine in the glass she brought and had drunk it in one go. She curiously watched as the woman had placed the empty bottle under the table before pouring a generous amount in her glass from the wine bottle on the table.

The two ate in silence, however Anna almost choked at the sight of the blood peaking from the white fabric under the dark colored sleeve. Her eyes had automatically gone to Elsa's face and to her surprise the latter was staring back at her.

"What's the matter?" Elsa asked.

"What happened to your clothes? Is that blood?" Anna cautiously asked.

"Yes." Elsa admitted then shrugged.

"Who's blood?"

"If you keep on asking, your blood will be next." Elsa wanted to shout. Lash out. However she didn't because she had taken the Duke's words into consideration, plus she was tired and didn't have enough patience to deal with Anna's irritating questions. "If you love your life, stay silent." she demanded.

"Y-You are such a horrible person!" Anna stood up and retreated far away from the latter.

Elsa had pushed her plate, rather forcefully before downing the entire glass of wine.

"Would you want me to show you how horrible I can be?"

Anna scoffed at that. "And do what? Sully me again? Do you think you can use that against me?! I have nothing more to lose!"In truth she was terrified to feel Elsa's touch again, but the latter shouldn't know that.

"That's an interesting suggestion." Elsa shed her coat and waistcoat then removed her white shirt.

Anna looked away and her whole body tensed, but soon relaxed once Elsa got behind the changing screen. The latter had worn her dark robe and proceeded to the chaise and laid herself down. She was baffled for a moment but soon recovered and had settled herself on the bed.

"As much as I despise this sleeping arrangement, I have to endure it." Elsa muttered while staring at the high ceiling.

"Why don't you have me move to another room if you are having a hard time then?"

Elsa didn't answer but instead she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

"What a rude person." Anna growled and picked up the book she was reading before she fell asleep.

"Again! Get up! I said get up!" shouted the barrel chested man with dark chestnut hair, who was wielding a wooden sword. "I am ordering you to get up!" he pointed the wooden sword to a small figure, about the age of ten, who was panting in exhaustion and bruised from her hands up to her cheek.

The child tried to sit up despite the aching pain of her muscles. She used her wooden sword as a crutch to help her on her feet. She winced in pain as she gripped the handle with her bruised hands.

"You will be killed if you move like a worm! Remember this is for your family! I cannot have you like this! Weak and defenseless!"

The child steeled herself and launched to her adult opponent. She swung her sword but blocked and was pushed on her back on the dusty training ground.

Her opponent was getting frustrated as he tried to teach the child the art of the sword. "Always remember that Arens are not weak! Get up!"

The child did get up only to faint out of exhaustion before landing on the dirt once more face first.

"How can you make a mistake?! You should know there can never be a mistake when it comes to politics! Each and every decision you'll make has its consequences!" The chestnut haired man slammed the parchment on his desk, making the eleven year old child flinch. "And how many times do I have to tell you not to flinch in front of me?!" he bellowed.

"War is much louder than me! Scarier than me! If you gave your enemy an opportunity to kill you by flinching then you do not deserve to be a ruler of a kingdom."

The eleven year old child looked down.

"Look at me straight in the eyes!"

Glacial eyes hesitantly looked into the blue orbs of the man.

"A Queen always looks her subjects and her enemies straight into their eyes! Make them squirm under your gaze, make them feel the fear just by looking at them! You will be a commander of a massive army and you will lead them with your head held high! Never falter! Never show your fear! Never be afraid to shed the blood of your enemies."

"Kill it." the man ordered.

"But Your Majest-" the thirteen year old protested as she held her first real sword.

"I said kill it!"

With hesitation the thirteen year old raised her sword and swung it with her eyes closed. She felt the blade make contact on the flesh of the helpless deer then a spray of warm blood landed on her face and clothes.

"Open your eyes." the man commanded. "Don't make me repeat myself!"

Again, with hesitation the latter had opened her eyes and saw the lifeless deer slumped on the dirt.

"Have you learned nothing ?!" the man asked in frustration. "Never ever close your eyes while you are battling an enemy! To kill or be killed! You must understand how valuable your life is. You are the true heiress! And the heiress should not hesitate to kill so she could survive." he turned.

"Page! Tie another one here." he ordered before returning his attention to the girl. "You will be killing as many deer here in Corona until I am satisfied."

"Do it again."

The girl did it and continued until the man was satisfied.

"You should prepare yourself for more."

The girl was drenched with animal blood. She was shaking at the carnage she was forced to make and the killings of animals continued until she was killing them with ease and not a single spec of blood on her clothes. Her remorse for the animals became non-existent. Her way with the sword improved and she excelled in academics and politics in the span of four years. She was scolded and punished less and less but still the criticism didn't stop, every word hurt and in time she became numb, incapable of feeling no matter how painful it was. She was frozen inside. . . or so she thought.

She was seventeen when she discovered how dangerous she was. The man had ordered her to come down in the castle's dungeon to have her last task but this task would not end.

She was surprised when there was the prisoner who was chained, gagged and was sentenced to death because of his crimes. She knew how this man had murdered an entire family, not only one but four households. Something cracked the ice inside her. She felt dark and unforgiving.

Flashes of memories ran through her mind and the cold temperature of the cell had given her the same sensation she had nine years before. Her left hand shook and she grabbed the grip of her sword. She gritted her teeth as her glacial eyes darkened.

There was a satisfied smirk plastered on the face of the other occupant of the cell as he observed how the dark aura oozed out of his prodigy, and how much raw hatred he saw in her eyes, that's what he was waiting for. He would harness this hatred to shape his prodigy into something dangerous. "Yes. That's it." he said to himself.

"You have a sword in your grasp. Think of those poor innocent lives taken by this man. Will you let their deaths be in vain for not giving them the justice they deserved? Think carefully." the man prodded.

The prodigy knew it was not this man he was pertaining to. It was something else –or rather someone else.

"If you do not wish to do it then he would have an opportunity to escape and more innocent lives will be taken. Will you be able to take the responsibility of their deaths if you don't end this here? Will you let this injustice remain unpunished?"

"This man will kill more if he wasn't stopped, so what is it going to be?"

The prodigy couldn't shake off the image of the man who had impaled her beloved mother and the person who had ordered it. That moment on, all she felt was hatred. This hatred had given her the courage to draw her sword and beheaded the criminal in one clean cut. This hatred would be her driving force to deliver justice to those who had wronged her people and her own person. That was the moment when the Sword of Corona was born.

Elsa sat up in haste as bullets of sweat formed on her forehead. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes were darkened. The rush of memories had filled her mind and could feel the phantom feeling of being beaten to her limit as she trained tirelessly. She quickly ran towards the french doors and yanked them open. She gasped for air on the balcony.

After two agonizing minutes she was able to calm herself down and sat on the balcony floor while leaning her back on the wooden railings. "Enough please." she sat there with her eyes closed, feeling the cold air against her skin.

Elsa didn't notice the person on the bed watching her through the glass panes.

In the North Mountain.

A man with dark brown hair and light brown eyes was staring at the fire as it turned the piece of parchment into ashes. He didn't need to keep the letter because he had already mastered it by heart.

My Dearest,

I am in a dire situation. Please, I need your help. Our people are so close to turning against each other and if that happens, I wouldn't know if we're going to be together again. I had confided my feelings to the Queen and she came up with a solution.

In order not to engage in a bloody battle, she had decided to marry the person whom you acknowledge as Queen. Despite her hesitation my Queen knew it was the only way to stop this war against each other. She loved the people of Arendelle more than anything, she came and conquered to free the people from the tyrant king. I know how much loyalty you have for him and his family. My Queen would not make a move until it was decided you and your men would join her or against her. She would be giving a chance for your people to choose to serve under her with her soon-to-be Queen, Anna.

Anna was chosen to sit beside my Queen and rule Arendelle for the benefit of the people.

Their marriage would not only save lives but it would unite people, and it would bring us back together.

I cannot bear to be away from you anymore, I need you and I want you to be here beside me. Please this is the only way for us to be together and be loyal to the person you vowed to serve at the same time.

Until then I am waiting. . . I love you.

-R

It has been days since he received the letter, since then he tried his best to persuade his comrades to switch sides. At first he was afraid to be labeled as a traitor for their cause but then he realized he wasn't breaking the vow he made to protect the daughter of the prince who saved him, for him that's all that matters. It also helped when they knew his story on how he started as squire under the Baron's wings. For the past decades he had worked his way up to the ranks and became second in command in one of the regiments of the Eldr army. His loyalty was unquestionable and all he cared about was for the welfare of the Eldr princess. He and half of the regiment was devoted to the Eldr heiress and it was not hard to convince them to change sides, though he had to be careful not to expose his plot.

If this happened five years before, he wouldn't feel this torn between two women. Without a doubt he would choose his Queen but then meeting a certain princess from the kingdom across the sea had captured his heart.

He was one of the best spies of King Runeard and was tasked to gather information about the rumored heiress of Arendelle. He went to Corona and disguised himself as a castle servant and it went on for months. The invasion wouldn't have happened if he didn't fail in his mission. He was captured by the second in command of the army herself. He couldn't forget those dark glacial eyes piercing through his soul. He was tortured and was on the brink of death until a golden blonde lady had restrained the glacial eyed commander.

At first he was angry and kept on rejecting the help offered by the golden blonde but his heart eventually softened and got to know how kind the lady was. For the past seven months being a prisoner, he got to know how much the people loved the golden blonde lady. He couldn't believe that this lady was capable of gaining such adoration from her people. He too had developed love.

The failure of his mission had gained him love. He fell in love with the Princess of Corona. He had revealed his mission to his beloved and to his surprise she didn't tell anyone. He started to trust her and fell for her even more. Then one day the glacial eyed commander had released him because his beloved had asked for his freedom. They blindly trusted him.

He returned to Arendelle bearing so much information yet he lied to his king, he only told little about them.

Few months later, he came back with the same objective but this time he came back to be with his beloved. The glacial eyed commander had pretended not to see him but was still ready to strike when needed. They continued that dynamic for four more years until he was asked to be ready for battle as his beloved was marching to Arendelle.

Now there he was, hiding in the frigid mountain and was offered a better solution than freeing the Eldr heiress. He would see his Queen seated on the Arendelle throne just like he wanted without bloodshed and also be able to be with his beloved.

"What do I have to do to convince the general to change sides?" he asked himself.

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