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Edward stared up into the sky as he thought back to Grand Pabbie's warning. The troll had said that there were two more people like him here, and one of them meant him harm. He briefly thought that perhaps Zavis had returned for revenge but ruled that out when the elder had shown him those images. At first, he didn't understand them until he thought about Envy. The way the hunter materialized weapons out of black dust helped him get a better idea of what the images were.

He could see that one of them was able to somehow turn themselves into black dust and reform into different places. The other could perhaps create other bodies to do their bidding. Both scenarios were problematic when he considered what they could be used for. If someone could just appear out of thin air right next to him, they could attack at any time and escape before he could properly fight them. There was also the idea that someone could just send puppets after him and he would get nowhere fighting them if they could just create more.

There would have to be limits to their abilities as he had. Like the amount of energy it would take to sustain their abilities as well as the particular drawbacks that they might have. The problem was, he couldn't know them unless they themselves outright told him or someone who knew would tell him.

The young man sighed, he was so looking forward to just resting and seeing Elsa. When he sent the other guards back to the castle to reinforce her guard, he had one of them tell her that he took her sister to see Kristoff's family. No one but her, Gerda, and Kai, would know that the mountain man was raised by trolls and that they were in the valley. He hoped that perhaps she would come out here in the dead of night to see them but there was no sign of her. He supposed that she couldn't leave and lead anyone to them, plus she needed to keep an eye on her guests.

Edward had told himself probably a hundred times that she had plenty of people watching out for her. Stonewell was basically impossible to get past and there was Ahimoth as well who would be watching the King's every move. The young man knew that she should be safe but something kept egging at him. He let out another huff and felt the reindeer he was laying against grumble at him.

Both he and Sven had opted to stay near the entrance to the valley after the trolls allowed them to stay for the night. The newlyweds were further in, when they were getting sleeping arrangements, the reindeer instantly went off in the opposite direction of the mountain man. This made Edward raise an eyebrow in confusion since he rarely ever saw the two of them be seperated. The large animal turned around and gave him a long look with his eyebrow raised that made his mind click and had him following the reindeer.

At first, the young man had begun pacing the entrance looking in the direction of Arendelle every few minutes. The worry on his face must've been plain because he heard a grunt come from the animal laying on the ground. Edward turned around to see Sven giving him a look that somehow expressed that he needed to calm down.

"Sven come on, you know I can't relax. Elsa is sleeping right now with Hans nearby. He could be sneaking in her room right now to do away with her." He knew that reindeers couldn't talk and that he had no intentions of speaking for the mammal but it felt minisculely better to express his worries out loud to something that was alive. Even if it would most likely be a one sided conversation that wouldn't grant him any suggestions.

The reindeer gave him an unamused look on his face that somehow expressed how ludicrous his worries were. The two of them both knew that Elsa was surrounded by loyal soldiers who all knew the threat that the King possessed. They would all likely be watching him and her like a hawk to make sure nothing happened. Edward knew that and even told himself that but still, he had a feeling something was going to happen.

"Yeah yeah, I know that she's completely surrounded by guards. It's just that I can feel something is off and that I should be next to her right now. I'm going crazy just imagining all of the things that could go wrong."

The animal gave him a snarky grin before making some sounds as if he was chuckling. Edward narrowed his eyes in disbelief and was about to ask what was so funny when the reindeer nodded at him then in direction of Arendelle, waited a moment, then toward the valley where the newlyweds were. On any given day besides today, Edward would have no idea what the reindeer was referring to. Sven was a reindeer, contrary to Kristoff's belief, they could not talk or offer advice. That was the rational part of his brain telling him that, yet somehow he gathered that Sven was pointing that he and Elsa were like Anna and Kristoff.

Edward wanted to wave the reindeer off as he remembered that he and Elsa never told the newlyweds how much closer they had gotten. Following their night of the ball, the young man tried to act as normal as possible to not give anything away but it seemed that the reindeer knew. It was a ridiculous theory and again, on any given day, he would've denied it but today he found himself sighing.

"Ok maybe my feelings are making me paranoid but how can you expect me not to worry? This is Hans we're talking about! He almost came close to killing her twice! I don't want him to make 'third time's the charm' more credible."

The reindeer made a series of grunts and facials expressions that would've made no sense to anyone else. Yet once again, somehow Edward was able to get that Sven was telling him that he needed to have faith that things would be alright. That Elsa had trusted him with her sister and that she would be fine with the men already in place. That she had faith in him to keep anything from happening to her sister. Worrying all about the blonde would just drive him crazy and wouldn't help at all. All he could do was just do what was asked of him and leave everything to the guards that he had trained for just the occasion.

The young man didn't know what was more mind boggling. The fact that he just had a conversation with a reindeer and understood what he was saying; or the fact that he felt somewhat better after someone telling him to just have faith.

"Alright, fine, you have a point. She should have plenty of security to handle anything that Hans could throw at her. Plus she isn't exactly helpless and Stonewell is there too. Not to mention all my students who have really been coming into their own, even that asshat Hector is there to protect her." Sven gave off a happy grunt that had Edward walking over and scratching the animal's head.

"Thanks Sven. Kristoff's lucky to have you watching his back." The young man turned to possibly go and find a patch of moss to sleep on but felt something solid hit the back of his knees. Before he could turn and see what it was, the object jerked forward and sweeped his legs out from under him until he landed on something large and warm.

Edward instantly knew what had happened and was about to shoot the reindeer with a raised eyebrow look but could already see the reindeer's head laying on the ground. Shaking his head and resigning himself to his new sleeping mat, he crossed arms and decided to look up in the sky at the stars for a while before going to sleep.

While his paranoia had begun to settle after his talk with Sven, that ever present feeling that something was off still plagued him. Finally at wit's end, he decided to ask Wrath if he also felt that something was wrong. Maybe the demon was the source of the feeling, if he was then Edward would feel immensely better that it was aimed at him rather than the blonde.

"Hey Wrath, you feeling that something is off?"

For a while, there was no answer. Edward was about to grow annoyed when he thought that the demon was giving him the silent treatment when he finally heard an answer.

"...Yes. It's vague, but there is something here. I don't know when it started but I know that before we left for Stonewell's training exercise it wasn't there, but it's here now."

"Any idea what it could be?"

"None, whatever it is, there's no way of knowing where it's coming from unless it decides it's time."

"So it could be a person?"

"Or thing. There's no way of knowing until the time is right."

Edward frowned as he huffed again. "Well that's real helpful so all I can do now is sit here twiddling my thumbs is that it?"

"No, it would be more beneficial to rest. The last time you slept was the night before hearing that story from the old man. That was two days ago. Despite how much energy you have, remember that you still can't use any of my abilities and require rest to replenish your body's strength."

"Oh and what about you? Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever known you to sleep. Why don't you take your own advice and rest?"

"Because I'm just a soul, I have no physical requirements that need to be met to sustain my life force. Unless you die and it destroys the stone which anchors me to this body, I will continue to live on… besides. Unlike you, I can't turn off the cries of wrath from all who have come before you, they are a constant reminder of what I am as well as where my power comes from. Sleep requires one to find a certain peace that I will likely never be able to attain."

Edward said nothing at the rather curt answers he was given. He once again got the feeling that Wrath was a tortured victim and that the demon even regretted the course his life had taken. Part of the young man wanted to say something but nothing came to mind, so he remained silent. He wondered what Elsa would think if she could hear the conversation he was having. She'd likely say something to comfort Wrath with her infinite kindness but he on the other hand could offer nothing. What made it odd was that in his own mind, there was a resigned feeling towards what he heard. Like he just accepted it and had no other choice to move on and not think about it.

Which was why Edward found himself closing his eyes and trying to find a semblance of peace so that he could fall asleep. It really didn't take as long as he thought it would as he felt his consciousness beginning to waver until finally he let go of any connection to the physical world and fell asleep. Leaving Wrath alone to wander the rows and rows of weapons as he has done before.

The predator was aware of the exact moment that Edward drifted off as he once again sat down on some stone steps and looked up in the only light in the darkness. It was during these rare moments when he was totally alone did Wrath could actually process these feelings that had begun to awaken in him. The wails of anger and resentment that flowed from each weapon brought on a sense of guilt that confounded him.

Never before had it ever occurred to him that what he was ordered to do was wrong. He has been around killing for many many years and he never once questioned if the person who he slayed deserved it. They were all warriors, they were trained to kill their opponents, and could defend themselves. He told himself these things yet still wondered if killing them was necessary.

Wrath traced the moment when this line of thinking first appeared in his mind and more or less guessed it was around the time Edward left Rakat's army. Probably when he killed that woman that had a striking resemblance to Rahim's mother. He remembered that day, his soul felt like it was being torn from the inside out, Wrath felt his mind explode that day.

Nothing made sense after that moment.

The only thought that was present was to run, and so he did. He ran far, so far away that no human could catch him. Hell, no Sin could've kept up with him with how fast he was going. When he finally stopped, his mind was still in shambles. He was pure instinct for a long time with only a few times he could actually be capable of rational thought.

He did remember that woman-Irina.

There were some memory flashes of her every so often that made him feel something he didn't know what it was at the time. He remembered poking at Edward's consciousness for some reason. If he was being honest, Wrath had no idea why he wanted to take over the young man's body anymore. At first it was instinct, like he needed to for something. That instinct led him to regain the ability to think, to plan out a way to wrestle control from the young man who had felt guilt for his actions.

However, the more time they spent in Arendelle, that instinct to take over waned considerably. There were traces of it; enough for him to keep Edward from ratting out Rakat's army to Ahimoth, try to subtly take him over when he returned to his room, and to say that he would to anyone that asked. Yet ever since that night he was able to speak with Elsa without the young man knowing, his mind began to burn with more questions.

The first and forefront in his mind at that moment was what power did the blonde have over him? She was a constant presence in his mind, the bright light in the darkness of his soul was proof that she had breached his mind and now was in his soul. It bothered him for a time but eventually he learned to accept it. At first, he wanted to kill her, solely because she had an influence on Edward and that she was a threat to Father. It made sense to kill her yet even when he tried he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Another question was if Grand Pabbie was right in his theory that he and Edward were one in the same. That devouring the young man's soul was impossible because they were only one soul. The troll had said the only reason they hadn't become one was because neither of them believed that they could be the same. Edward definitely drew a distinction between him and Wrath, yet the demon on the other hand, hadn't put much thought into that.

To a point, he accepted the possibility that it might be true and made a wager on it. That when Father arrived if Edward could overcome his influence, then the demon would relinquish all control and just become power. That was the end of that line of thought for the longest time until Stonewell took them up that mountain and almost killed Edward. The demon gave the young man some hints as to where the old man would strike but when he got pinned, something happened.

It was after the Captain had made his intentions plain.

The world around them had froze and Wrath could feel that something was coming. To his surprise, what came out was a copy of Edward looking down at him. For a moment Wrath thought his eyes were playing a trick on him but the copy spoke and surprisingly said things that showed that the demon had nothing to do with him. The copy spoke with leisure like he wasn't about to be killed and that Edward needed to grasp the situation that he was in. Then as the copy left to go back to wherever he came from, the young man asked something that also surprised the demon.

He asked the copy if he was Wrath.

Wrath was still inside Edward's body and was about to speak aloud to deny the possibility but the copy already spoke first. It said that he was Wrath yet asked what is it that you see. The obvious answer was that he saw Edward's body speaking saying he was Wrath and being completely ok with it. Like the situation about him about to die didn't phase him at all and that he pointed out that he had a free arm to save himself. After that brief moment passed and Edward saved himself and finally was able to let go then speak to Wrath, something changed between them. The usual resistance between them had greatly lessened. So much in fact that Edward began to move like he was more than just a human without using any of the small amount of power they had left.

After that, Wrath began to think back to his wager he put against himself. He began to wonder that if he were to relinquish all thought and become just power, would it really just be Edward. That copy had come from somewhere, the demon doubted that it came from the young man because he was just as confused as well to see the being. Perhaps it was a combination of them both and what they could be but it was a theory. It also made him wonder if he wanted Father to regain control of them.

The freedom he had now was liberating and it was nice to know he could almost do whatever he pleased. He stayed in the dark courtyard just as a habit because it was all he knew but if Wrath really wanted to, he could take control of the young man's body and go for a walk. Edward might throw a fit about it but it was nice to know he could and no one could force him to obey an oppressive force that bared down on his soul until he felt like he was suffocating. It made him question what he would do when Father tried to exert his will over them.

Instinctively, he answered that he would assist Father and do what he was told but the more he thought about it, the more he saw himself doing the opposite. He began to actually consider a future where he and Edward remained as they were forever. It wasn't perfect and they still had friction but the time he spent in Arendelle was more pleasant then the entirety of his life. It was a sad and dour thought but it was true, being bound to Edward was better compared to being Father's attack dog.

The demon's deep thinking was interrupted by that ever present sense that something was wrong spiking for a split second. Wrath was about to open Edward's eyes and see if there was anything outside when he felt something inside his soul. Sweeping his gaze across the empty courtyard, he was about to go outside when movement caught his eye. It was faint, but he thought he saw Rahim's katana begin to move.

Narrowing his eyes, Wrath took lengthy steps until he was standing in front of the weapon and gave it a critical once over. So far nothing looked out of the ordinary and the Sin stared at it for a long time, waiting for it to move again. When a few moments passed and it didn't, Wrath was about to call himself paranoid and close his eyes to check outside when that sense spiked again.

This time the spike felt like it was right in front of him.

Opening his eyes one more time, he found what had been causing the off feeling that's been bothering him and Edward all day. There was something right in front of him, if Wrath had to describe it, it looked like an outline of a person. There were no defining aspects of the being, just an outline of a person that shifted every so often. It wasn't like the person in front of him was moving, no, its skin was shifting like when the wind blew, waves would appear on the black surface of the outline.

The Sin wondered how this thing had even gotten here. They were in his soul, the only beings he could be here were him and Edward who he was anchored to. It was impossible for anyone else to be in here, yet here was this thing just standing in front of him on the other side of Rahim's weapon. The demon considered attacking the figure, it was trespassing but he really wanted to know how it got in here and what it was.

Before he could ask, the figure in front of him lazily lifted its hand before settling on the hilt of the katana. Wrath narrowed his eyes and readied himself as the figure once again remained still after gripping the weapon. Moments had passed once again as the surface of the figure'd body rippled every so often. Upon further inspection, the ripples seemed to originate from the hand that was gripping Rahim's weapon and they seemed to grow faster and faster. Soon the being was shaking as if it was being electrocuted or was having a seizure.

The demon probably would've done something but was interested by the sight and was working a puzzle in his head that he had the moment he laid eyes on the figure. He was trying to figure out what the being's body reminded him of. The way it shifted and rippled was life water yet it was too slow and thick to be water. It looked more like sand to him but that wasn't quite it. As Wrath racked his brain more and more on what it reminded him of, he continued to watch the figure's ripples become more erratic.

Then it stopped completely, like someone had told it to, all the figure's ripples ceased. The demon watched the being look left to right as it seemed to be trying to figure out where it was. Then it snapped back to the Sin and went rigid.

"Wrath?"

The demon tilted his head in confusion for a moment debating if he should answer. He didn't expect the being to talk and actually know his name. For a moment he thought that it might be Father but the feeling he got from the being wasn't oppressive or invasive now that he thought about it. That feeling he had earlier diminished completely. Whatever this being was, to him, it felt like it belonged here somehow.

"Yes?"

Another moment passed before Wrath felt something else entirely. It was quite a surprise to feel it at this particular moment but he knew exactly what it was. It was impossible for him to feel it right now, he was gone, there was no way what the demon felt could be true right now.

He felt Rahim's murderous and burning rage building right in front of him.

The ripples appeared again but they were much stronger now. The demon watched large waves originate from the hand that was on the katana's hilt, that should've been warning enough.

Yet it was when the figure snatched the weapon out of the ground and roared so loud that it literally shook the demon's soul did Wrath realize what the being's body reminded him of.

It reminded him of the black dust that swirled around a Sin when they used their abilities.

"WRATH!"

Blue eyes shot open as they locked on Rahim's armor towering over them with its fists clenched. One of them shot out and grabbed him by the neck and lifted up as if he weighed nothing and threw him across the valley. The world flew past him for a moment until he felt himself hit the ground hard and roll painfully into a troll.

The whole valley seemed to come alive at the shout as all the trolls woke up to investigate where that roar came from. He struggled to get back to his feet, dazed from the rude awakening when he felt the inferno of rage quickly closing the distance between them. He dropped to the ground as he felt a leg sail over his head before another hand gripped the back of his collar. He felt himself being lifted in the air before being slammed back down so hard that the ground cracked.

The assailant kicked him so that he was on his back and could look up to see his attacker lean down to grab his throat. He was brought to his opponent's face and got another roar that shook him to core.

"WRATH!"

He then felt the back of his head hit the ground again before being lifted again and brought back down with more force. All the while, the fingers around his throat tightened to the point that if he was a normal human, his neck would've snapped. He tried to reach up and pry the hands off but they would not give as they continued to slam him against the ground. Each impact lessened his struggles as he felt life begin to ebb away from him. Dots began to dance in his vision as he could feel blood begin to flow from the back of his head. If this continued then he would most certainly die.

"Ed!"

The assault halted for a moment as he could hear Anna and Kristoff rushing toward him with what sounded like an avalanche of rocks. Something solid hit them both and knocked off the hands around his neck allowing sweet air to rush back into his lungs. As he coughed and tried to force as much air back into his lungs as possible, he managed to open his eyes to see Sven standing over him protectively with a serious look as he squared off with the person wearing Rahim's armor.

The assailant stared at the reindeer for a moment before looking back at the incoming reinforcements then turned to point at the downed man.

"Soon."

The person quickly ran out of the valley as the newlyweds and trolls reached him. His throat was still raw and he could feel the wound on the back of his head slowly begin to close. He felt gentle hands rub his back as he strained his ears to hear the redhead's soothing voice and her inquiries if he was alright.

"Ed, are you alright? Who was that guy?"

After allowing a few more gulps of air back into his lungs, he looked up to her concerned expression before speaking.

"I'm not Edward."

Elsa doubted that she would be able to fall asleep tonight. One reason was because Hans was in her harbor. Another was that Anna and Kristoff were staying away to keep out of the King's clutches.

Finally it was the fact that Stonewell was sitting in a corner of her study glaring at the door.

Ever since he returned and was told of the situation, the old man wanted the King to be thrown out of Arendelle. He expressed that he didn't give a flying fuck if Hans had someone trying to kill him. Said that it was the monarch's fault for not killing his attacker when he had the chance. The council agreed with the Captain and that Hans was a dangerous element and should be removed from their kingdom.

Unfortunately, Elsa had already agreed and Blackdust supported the idea of using him as bait to find the assassin and prove that Arendelle was not complicit to the string of regicides. Stonewell honestly couldn't care less about that but oversaw placement of guards as well as patrols. He called in every guard to completely lockdown the village as well as the castle, no one was to get in or out. Anna would've been appalled to see everything closed down but the blonde could see the merit in the idea, no matter how much it displeased her.

The Captain had also told her that tonight she would be sleeping in her study that overlooked the harbor which allowed him to keep one eye on the King's ship at all times. He even had guards covering the exit of the secret passageway that was in here and sat with a pistol in his hand in the far corner of the room. He explained that since she was sleeping in here, the enemy would likely converge on her room and be discovered by his men. If they were overrun, the two of them could take the secret passage out of here and rendezvous with his men at the end of the tunnel.

Elsa asked what if the enemy had discovered the exit and were waiting for them. The Captain vaguely answered that if they smelled blood while they were in the tunnels then they would know. The blonde didn't want to know what the man had in mind so she kept her questions to herself and tried to find a comfortable position to sleep in the couch that she had in her study.

After some time had passed of her failing, she let out a huff as he got off the couch and went over to pick up one of the books that were on her desk. She was about to light the fireplace so she could read when she heard a gruff voice speak up.

"The point of sleeping in here is for no one to know you're in here. A fire would tell them that. So No. Fire. Your Majesty." Elsa pouted for a moment before an idea popped into her head as she was about to make a small flash of magic to help her read when the Captain spoke again.

"No ice either, we're in a pitch black room with a sliver open that anyone could see through to see a tiny sparkle of ice magic that would make it obvious that you're in here."

The blonde let out another huff as her plans to read to bed were dashed by the man. She knew that she couldn't sleep, she half expected men to rush in here and try to kill her. The show she put on earlier did not seem to bother Hans in the slightest and that worried her. In fact it made her think that he knew every move she'd make and that he planned for them. She had seen the security plans and walked through every emergency procedure with the Captain dozens of times but she was still on edge.

His ready and guarded facial expression also didn't bode well.

She could see the moonlight peak in the room and reveal his eyes that glanced down at the harbor before shifting to the door. She heard him cock the flintlock mechanism in his pistol an hour ago and was sure that he had it pointed at the door ready to fire. Almost like he expected an enemy to walk through that door.

How he expected her to sleep when he knew something was coming baffled her.

"Worrying about what could go wrong is going to drive you crazy, best thing you can do is clear your mind and rest in case something does happen."

"And when is the last time you slept Captain?"

"Last night, after telling your Prince Charming the finer details of my life."

Elsa's heart skipped a beat at the blatant way the man said that sentence. Like it was common knowledge and nothing to be surprised about. She and Edward both agreed to share that they were closer with Anna and Kristoff first before anyone else. Part of her wondered if the young man had truly tol the Captain or he was just blowing smoke as usual. Wrestling her erratic body and glad that the room was so dark that the man couldn't likely see her, Elsa managed to speak in a steady tone.

"Prince Charming? I'm not sure who you mean Captain-"

"Don't deny it. You've had a glazed look on your face and a glow that's been following you around for some time. Hell even when we saw that mangled mess of a Prince's body, you were still glowing. I've seen plenty of people have the same expression after being laid the first time. The runt also had a stupid look on his face every so often when he thought I wasn't paying attention. You two should know. I always pay attention."

She really didn't know what to say to that. Her mind instantly went back to how she acted after she and Edward first indulged each other and thought she hadn't been that obvious. She suspected that Gerda might've noticed but the woman wouldn't have told a soul before telling the Queen first. She then began to worry that maybe other people would've found out their secret relationship. If the council knew, they would have the young man's head on a plate.

"If it makes you feel better, I don't think many people paid that much attention to you since that Prince was assassinated. I also haven't spoken to anyone about it, I haven't even told the runt yet. He has enough on his plate without me getting in his love life."

"But you don't mind getting into mine?"

The Queen in her chastised her for saying that sentence in a blunt and inelegant way but she couldn't help it. Maybe a little of Edward had rubbed off on her and she knew the Captain cared very little for beating around the bush. She thought he heard him chuckle a moment before he answered.

"I can't bully you the way I do him, got to entertain myself somehow."

Elsa chuckled then sat up and stared down at where she thought her toes were and wrung her hands. As much as she enjoyed the man's wit, she still worried what he might think. She knew that he could care less about royal titles and protocols but even he had to draw a line somewhere. Having the Captain of the Royal Guard know that the Queen of Arendelle had intercourse with a man who wasn't even a formal part of her kingdom was a scandalous story.

More so in this particular case if he found out that the man she slept with wasn't entirely human.

"So...what do you think about it?"

Elsa wasn't asking as a Queen, she was asking as a pseudo granddaughter who still looked up for praise from the authority figures that she looked up to. Kai and Gerda were paternal ones for her while the Captain was like the gruff grandfather she occasionally clashed with. He may have addressed her as a Queen and treated her as such in public but in the few times they were alone out of a formal setting, he still looked down on her as the little girl that he swore to protect.

"Hmm...if I had to give you my thoughts, then I would say if he really makes you happy then go for it. You're not a child, you're a grown woman capable of her own choices. Whether they benefit the kingdom or not, they are your choices and you make them accepting the consequences that come with them. I will say that you really know how to pick em. You picked a real piece of work, the runt is a lot more capable than he lets on. He tiptoes when he should be strutting, he also can't get something the first time. You have to beat the lessons into his thick skull multiple times and even then he'll fight you every step of the way."

The blonde chuckled as she agreed with him. Edward was certainly stubborn when he really wanted to be and had a hard time accepting things that were foreign to him. Like the concept that he was a monster, she had to hammer it into his head quite a few times and even now she knew that he still had lingering doubts.

"Yes I do suppose that's true."

"Hopefully he'll be half as stubborn as when this Father guy comes calling."

Elsa's heart leapt into her throat as she slowly looked to the old man who had his eyes focused solely on where she'd be. His face was now stern and missing his earlier amusement. The blonde actually felt herself begin to squirm under his gaze, the way he said that sentence meant he knew about everything. He knew about Father, about Wrath, and the dangers that accompanied both. He was the Captain of the Royal Guard tasked with protecting her and her sister and he was just now finding out that there were security risks he was never made aware of.

"...how did you find out?"

"Me and Alrick go way back. Before he left, he gave me a lengthy conversation of what was going on and that I should be ready for when shit hits the fan. You can imagine my frustration when I found out that not only did my Queen know of this information and chose not to share it with me, she also brought a security risk that had already massacred innocent people. I had half a mind to kick in your door and demand an explanation but remembered that you are a monarch and thus have no obligation to share what you know with me."

The tone he took was professional but she could tell that he was disappointed and upset that she never told him. It made a pit deep into her stomach to know that he was disappointed with her. Even if she was his Queen, she felt that he was closer than a Captain was to his Queen, he was family to her.

And it really hurt to have family disappointed in you.

"Stonewell I'm so-"

"No sense in wallowing in the past. Edward definitely made up for my hurt feelings on the trip. Besides I know the entire story. While it wasn't entirely his fault, the fact remained that he was a threat. One I cannot have so close to the Queen, so I gave him an ultimatum. If he didn't wise up and prove that he could be more, then he would've died on that trip."

Elsa grew cold at the callous way the Captain spoke. She had thought the two of them had grown closer but it turns out that he was planning on killing the young man should he not perform to his standards. It reminded her of a small fear in the back of her mind of what he would do to her if she ever constituted a threat to Arendelle. Her silence must've given him encouragement to continue.

"I was given copies of the reports that described what kind of body he has and I already had a plan to kill him if it came down to it. Had him by the throat and was about to end it all when I tried one more time to beat a lesson into his skull. I told him that his closeness to you was a threat that Father could just command it and he'd be in the perfect position to kill you. I told him that Wrath was made to kill his enemies and him pussy footing around that isn't going to help anything. That him hesitating could mean that you would be killed. He may have his regrets and that's his business, but if he really wants to stand by your side then he can't let them stop him from doing his job."

She was surprised to see the man begin to smirk as he remembered something. She didn't know what to think, while the advice was blunt and direct, it made sense. The blonde didn't like that the Captain was basically saying that if Edward wanted to stay with her, then he needed to shrug off his regrets right now. It was insensitive and she would never tell the young man that, it took time for someone to accept a regret.

"After I told him that, something in his mind clicked. He knocked me on my ass and really came into his own. During the trip, I've set traps designed to kill and he blew past them with minimal effort. He sensed every threat coming his way when he focused and integrated his left arm into his movements. He also learned to focus better and his combat ability has improved quite a bit. Seems that you're a very good motivator for him."

That made her look down with a small smile and a blush on her cheeks at what the Captain was implying. As if he could see her facial expression, he chuckled and was about to say more when a chorus of gunshots filled the air.

The older man jumped to his feet and glanced out the window from where the sound came from. From the distance he could see fires beginning to spread as more gunshots filled the night. The fires started along the harbor and headed toward the ships that belonged to their two visitors. Taking long strides as he crossed the room, the Captain opened the door and whistled in a distinct tone and watched as a squad of guards emerged from the next room. He had left the Queen's study seemingly unguarded as it would rouse suspicion for someone to be guarding an empty room and only had a few patrols that overlapped at his location so they could be a rapid response.

In the event of an enemy deducing that the Queen was in the study, he had placed a squad of guards in the room across from them as well as two more at the ends of the hallway to trap the enemy in a pincer formation. He had several whistles that meant different things to each squad. Some meant for certain squads to remain on standby or reveal themselves while others had them fulfill other tasks. The one he just used told the closest squad to come into the study for further instruction while the other squads remained on standby.

"Sergeant, I want you to quietly alert all the guards in the castle to prepare for battle and monitor all entry points. Also have our sharpshooters monitor the bridge to the castle and the windows on this side of the castle. After completing that, I want you to send two men to alert the men in the city and have them send reinforcements to the harbor. If they run into a large force, have them launch an emergency flare to put Arendelle in high alert." The enlisted soldier bowed his head before leading his squad out to follow the Captain's orders.

Stonewell turned to Elsa who got to her feet with a worried expression. "What's happening?"

The older man went back to his post next to the window overlooking the harbor that seemed to have even more fires burning. "It seems someone has taken the bait that you've laid out."

Ahimoth was pacing around the royal quarters of the flagship from the Southern Isles. He could not believe that he was babysitting this guy. A very big part of him wanted to walk over to his bed and suffocate him with his pillow. He could say that the assassin got in and that he couldn't stop them. It was a believable story but one that would be completely against his nature. He said he would protect the King and his father had always taught him to stand by his word.

That was assuming of course this assassin even showed up. Elsa had already confided in him her theory that Hans had ordered his own brothers' assassinations just to get the throne. The scar he got could've been a way to mislead them from finding out his culpability. The Prince was inclined to agree but was still interested in the possibility that the assassin had Rahim's armor and could disappear in thin air. He still stood by his theory that Ian Cavaliere might've been Greed and the monarch remembered when they first saw him, he disappeared without a trace.

That was hard to pull off especially with Ahimoth. As he ran to chase down Hans last time, he checked for any sign of Greed going into a room or breaking a window to escape but there was nothing. Just like in his office where Rahim's effects went missing without anything being out of place. If Hans was telling the truth about the assassin then there was a good chance that he could be Ian and if he was, there was a chance, the Prince could appeal to him and get him to stop.

The sounds of gunshots broke him out of his thoughts as they woke up the King next to him who looked bewildered to say the least. Ahimoth hissed at him to get up and get ready as he opened the door to see half of his men already with their weapons drawn.

"What's the situation?"

"Sir, there were gunshots that came from the harbor that likely belonged to guards on patrol. The lanterns that they were carrying are our only indication of where they are. Since the gunshots the lanterns have been falling over one by one creating fires. At the rate their toppling over, it's estimated the enemy force is heading here and will be upon us before long."

Hans chose that moment to push past the Prince with a look of fear on his face. "Then if that's the case then we should set sail before they get here. I will not risk myself being bait for you."

Ahimoth whirled around on him and grabbed his collar before pushing him against the ship. "Oh really, what happened earlier today when you had complete confidence in my ability to protect you? Now that the enemy is here you decide to lose your balls and run away, I don't think so. You're going to stay on the ship and do as I say as you agreed."

The Prince pushed the King back toward his quarters before barking out his orders. "Alright men, take your positions. Remember, do not move on the target until I give you the signal. Our goal is to capture not kill. If this assassin is really as dangerous as we believe, then overwhelming him with numbers will not work, we need to be fast and efficient."

His men nodded their heads as they all got into position. Some climbed the masts while others hid themselves among the barrels and railings that decorated the ship. A few men from the Southern Isles looked around dumbly wondering if they should also hide but the Prince had other ideas.

"You stay where you are, the target can't suspect anything.

The sounds of gunshots woke up the council member as he rushed to get dressed and make his way to the deck where his guards were preparing for an attack. One of them noticed the council member out of his office and was about to signal him to go back inside when a shadow fell from the sky.

All the soldiers looked at the figure and instantly aimed their weapons at him when they saw what the figure was wearing. It was an exact match of the description of Rahim's armor. The council member heard one of his guards telling the suspect to surrender but it fell on deaf ears. The figure rushed them without a moment of hesitation as they fired on him. The man did not slow down in the slightest as he reached them and quickly disabled all of them with brutal attacks.

The council member was pushed back into his office by two of his guards and was told to hide while they both aimed their rifles at the door. The older man waited with baited breath as all three of them could hear footsteps approaching the door. When they were kicked open, the guards opened fire immediately and watched the figure lurch as two bullets got him in the head and the heart. They watched him take a step back and expected him to fall over but to their surprise, he took a step forward as if nothing happened.

The council member watched the two guards rush him with their bayonets at the ready and stabbed through his torso, causing him to halt for a second. He looked down at the two knives in his chest before looking back up and finally spoke for the first time.

"You're in my way, move."

The figure took another step forward and pushed back the two guards who struggled to push against him. The council member was horrified as the figure kept walking forward oblivious to the guards as he made his way across the room until he reached his goal.

Rahim's katana was in its sheath propped up on the only desk in the room. The figure reached down to pick it up and drew the weapon and stared at the blade for a few moments as if he was searching for something. The two guards removed their bayonets and prepared another charge when the figure whipped his head to face the council member.

"There's a nick on it."

No sooner had he said that, a flash of silver had the two guards on the ground with their heads missing and the council member had a blade going through his chest. Blood began to erupt from his mouth as he looked up to see the figure lean over while keeping the blade still.

"It took me a long time to make this weapon perfect. I don't like having other people use it and damaging it."

Blood began to pull where the council member laid and he knew that his time was coming to an end. He still had something he wanted to ask though. He wanted to be sure.

"W-who… are you?'

"I thought that would be obvious, I made it very clear back then that I don't like people messing with what's mine."

With that, the figure ripped out of his katana out of the man's body and whipped his blade to the side to clean it of all the fresh blood that was on it. He watched the older man slump before he hit the ground and walked away while sheathing his weapon.

The council member watched the figure walk away with heavy eyes as he slowly dipped his finger in the pool of rapidly expanding blood and began to draw on the floor. By the time he was finished, his strength had left him and soon his life followed. On the ground next to him was a message written in his blood.

Rahim has returned.

Hey guys hope you enjoyed this new chapter and I hope yall like the twist. I brought Rahim back to life! :D oh I'm going to have so much fun in the next chapter. For those of you who did not like the repetitive use of he earlier and not being specific on who Rahim was attacking. I wanted to hold off until Wrath could say that he wasn't Edward. Ahh so many ideas for the next chapter, hope you all stay tuned and enjoy.

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