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Chapter 11

Elsa and Edmund were at the entrance of the castle, looking at the town in the distance. The Snow Queen was wearing her signature ice dress, considering the cold was something she had gotten accustomed to. Edmund was wearing his usual royal clothes with a jacket as he was not used to the cold of this degree.

"Are you ready?" Elsa asked.

Edmund nodded. "Ready."

As they walked toward the town, the Ice Queen was wondering what the reaction of the townspeople would be when they saw the English prince with her. "Edmund?"

"Yeah Elsa?" Edmund asked.

"Since you are a guest, are you concerned about how everyone will react when they see you with me? We have not exactly had very many guests outside of my coronation. You, Lucas, and Stephen are the first visitors Arendelle has had since then," Elsa explained.

"Well, if they ask us, we must tell them the truth; that we are just friends. Like I said before, I would not like to pressure you into doing something you do not want to do," Edmund stated sincerely.

Elsa was relieved to know the English prince was not one to rush love. She really admired his bounteousness.

The two royals reached town a moment later before beginning their stroll.

"Have you ever taken pleasure in the wintry scene of the town?" Edmund asked as he looked at the same snow-covered and decorated buildings that he and Lucas had seen the previous day.

Elsa looked at him and shook her head. "I have not had a chance to marvel at the scene before us. For thirteen years, I was unable to see the outside world. I was locked away in my bedroom, trying to obscure my powers."

Edmund was surprised and concerned at what he had just heard. "You were locked away in your bedroom for thirteen years? What happened?"

The Snow Queen was now debating whether she should tell the English prince about the incident she and Anna had when they were little girls. Elsa decided she would tell him, feeling that she could trust him to understand. "When Anna and I were little girls, we would have fun with my powers in the ballroom every night. We would have snowball fights, build snowmen, do ice skating, slide down slides, all those fun activities. Then one night, when we were playing, I was creating snow platforms for Anna to jump on that got higher and higher. At first, we were having fun, but eventually she was going too fast for me to keep up. I told her to slow down, and she must not have heard me, as then I slipped and fell. She made a leap, expecting me to create a platform below her to land on. I desperately tried to create it to catch her, but I accidentally struck her in the head. She was unconscious, and I saw a platinum blonde streak form in her hair. I felt so ashamed, as I almost killed Anna. My own sister," Elsa elaborated with a look of anguish on her face.

Stunned and feeling sympathetic towards such a solemn backstory, Edmund gently placed one of his large hands on her shoulder. "I am very sorry you and your sister had to go through that. It must have been terribly hard on your parents to keep you separated from Anna for so long."

"You have no idea how bad my parents felt about keeping me away from Anna. They were heartbroken about the whole thing. However, they did it to protect us and to keep me from becoming a monster," Elsa elaborated.

"You? A monster? That is not true at all! Elsa, you are one of the most beautiful, warm-hearted women I have ever met. Why would you or your parents ever think that?" Edmund asked, eyes filled with concern.

"Back then, I was afraid of my own abilities and that they could hurt someone, or worse," Elsa replied.

"Your powers are a part of who you are. How could you be afraid of them? They are a gift," Edmund said.

The Snow Queen couldn't help but smile a bit at the praise Edmund gave her. "At that time, I did not know how to control them. Until I was able to control my magical abilities, my parents were determined not to reveal them to anyone, even Anna," she said with a sigh.

Edmund was perturbed and worried about Elsa and Anna having such a horrific childhood all because of one accident. "I apologize in advance if I am sounding rude. Personally, I think instead of isolating you in your room, your parents should have gotten to learn more about your powers and teach you how to control them. That way you would not have to be so frightened about your magic."

Elsa nodded in understanding. "You do not sound rude at all. Honestly, you do have a point there, Edmund. Maybe if I did learn how to control them sooner, I could have prevented them from dying."

"What do you mean by that?" Edmund asked worriedly.

"My parents went on a long voyage to find the truth about my powers. Sadly, a thunderstorm capsized their ship. They perished, and were never seen again," Elsa said with tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

One eventually did fall from her eyes, and the English prince reached up and gently brushed it away with his thumb. "I can never imagine how rough your childhood was, especially without your sister to talk to, and losing both your parents. When did they die?"

"Three years before I became Queen of Arendelle," Elsa replied.

"That was gravely unfortunate to lose both your mother and father. Despite the situation they put you and Anna through, I have no doubt they meant well," the English prince said, trying to comfort her.

"They did. Although I do wish they had told Anna about why they were isolating me away from her. Then they could have told her the reason they were doing it was because I was afraid of hurting Anna again. Since Anna cares so much about me, as I do about her, she probably would have had a newfound determination to help me conquer my fears no matter what. At the time, Anna and I were so young, we understood very little behind our parents' reasons," Elsa explained.

"At least everything turned out okay in the end, right?" Edmund wondered.

"Eventually it did. Not before I accidentally cursed the kingdom into an eternal winter," Elsa said solemnly.

The English prince's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "You froze the kingdom?"

The Snow Queen nodded. "Yes. I thought I had only frozen Arendelle, but as it turns out, Anna revealed I cast it everywhere." This made Elsa think of something. "Did the frozen summer effect England in any way?"

Edmund shook his head. "No. I do not remember seeing it snow during the summer months in England."

Elsa sighed with alleviation. "I am relieved I did not plunge the entire planet into an eternal winter."

"I bet," Edmund replied. "How did you end the frozen summer?"

"Through love. After hearing Olaf say an act of true love will thaw a frozen heart, I realized that through love, since I love Anna with all my heart, I could gain control of my powers. I then thawed the kingdom and successfully brought back summer," Elsa explained.

"Love is such a wonderful feeling," the English prince said with a smile.

"Yes, it is," the Ice Queen replied in agreement.

"Thank you very much for sharing your backstory with me," Edmund stated.

"You are welcome," Elsa nodded. "What would you like to do first?"

The English prince contemplated for a moment. "I have an idea. Follow me."

"Where are we going, Edmund?" Elsa wondered, curious to know what the English prince had in mind.

"You will see," Edmund said with a charming grin.

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Lucas was in Edmund and Stephen's guest room, learning the moves and techniques Stephen had learned and taught Edmund over the years. The dirty-blond haired man had decided to spend the day training with Edmund's master while Edmund himself spent time with Elsa.

"Do it again," Stephen said as the Belgian prince did an air punch towards nothing in particular.

"Good. Do it again," Stephen repeated, continuing to watch over Lucas.

Lucas obliged, doing another air punch.

"Great job. One more time," Stephen said.

Another air punch.

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"You are catching on rather quickly, Lucas. Keep this up, and you will be as skilled as Edmund and me in no time," Stephen praised.

"Thank you, Master Stephen. I eminently appreciate you taking the time to help me become a better fighter," Lucas said gratefully.

"Of course. You and Edmund have been my only students," Stephen stated.

"Are you serious? You are such a great master. How could you not have like a hundred students or more?" Lucas wondered.

Stephen shrugged. "I was initially fearful I would end up like Noah if I taught anyone how to fight. After he made that dying promise, however, I was determined to keep his word. However, it was not until after Edmund was born that I got the chance to do so. While I did consider training others besides Edmund, I realized I was happy having one student. Only then did I realize that one is better than zero. Besides, I was also concerned my teaching style would not be ideal for some."

Lucas nodded in understanding. "You make a valid point there." He was then thinking of what to do next. "What shall we do next?"

"I would like to see how effortlessly you can move in any direction. One of the keys to becoming a good fighter is the ability to move without any trouble," Stephen elaborated.

"It shall be done, Master Stephen," Lucas replied as he then demonstrated his legwork.

As the Belgian prince exhibited the movement of his legs, pretending to dodge many arrows being fired upon him, Stephen kept a close eye to observe him. To his surprise, Lucas had been able to move just as freely as Edmund, if not more than the English prince. Stephen had heard some things about taller people not being as explosive as those who were shorter than them. Perhaps Lucas was an exception to this. The brown-haired man wished to examine why the Belgian prince did not get the training Edmund did, considering that Lucas had the same sky-high potential Edmund possessed.

"Your legwork is outstanding Lucas. I see that you have as much potential as Edmund," Stephen commended.

"Ah, I am sure my potential is not as high as Edmund's is. You have been training him for his entire life. I have only begun to train with you," Lucas said modestly.

"Being modest, I see," Stephen said with amusement. "You truly do possess that potential. I just do not understand why the Captain of the Guards in Ostenda did not train you like I did."

"Well, he is in charge of the guards of Ostenda, and thus he really does not have time to learn new tactics other than the ones the previous captain taught him. He does have a job to do, and that is to make sure the guards are performing their duties, as well as making sure nothing happens inside the kingdom," Lucas said.

"It is a shame there was no one like me in Ostenda that could help you become a better fighter," Stephen replied.

"Yeah, it is," Lucas stated. "Are there any other keys to becoming a good fighter you would like to inform me of?"

Stephen nodded. "One of the most important things about being a good fighter is to be as mobile as you can be. The last thing you want is to let your legs get tired, as they are your only way of not getting overwhelmed by your opponent. While training Edmund, I made sure to help with his footwork and body movement from the time he was able to walk. I have helped him train very hard with every single part of his body, but the lower body is a powerhouse. You should use your lower body for both attacking and evading. It is a habit Edmund and I have had for many years; to spend lots of time learning, repeating, and perfecting legwork. Another thing we have done is to continuously explore for new opportunities to set up strikes, punches, and kicks to continue growing as a fighter. Even after Edmund mastered every fighting style there is, he has always had an open mind towards fighting, as it is very important for continuing to grow as a fighter and to be committed. Keeping your mind open and letting it flow freely can help fighting become an enjoyable activity," Stephen elaborated.

"I do enjoy fighting, but only when doing it for good reasons, like protecting those I care about. The Captain of the Guards in Ostenda also told me to make sure to have an aura of unpredictability. That way your opponent cannot sense your intentions," Lucas said.

"Precisely. It is always wise to identify a pattern, and then attack. Not where your opponent is, but will be," Stephen responded.

"Yes sir," the Belgian prince stated. "Now that you have given me the keys to becoming a better fighter, what is next?"

Stephen smiled as he continued to show Lucas how he trained Edmund. No wonder Edmund and Lucas were best friends. Lucas was just as great a student as Edmund, if not better. They were eager to learn how to defend themselves and those they loved whenever the situation called for it.

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Anna and Kristoff were sitting by a fireplace, consuming mugs of hot chocolate. The princess looked out the window from time to time as the couple relaxed by the warmth the fire provided.

"Kristoff?" Anna said.

"Yes Anna? What is it?" the ice harvester wondered.

The princess looked at her boyfriend. "I've been thinking about something."

Kristoff cringed a little bit at that. She was not going to bring up him proposing to her already, was she? "What have you been thinking about?"

"Well, this is our first winter together, as well as our first Christmas. Things are so different now than they have been every winter and Christmas before this year," Anna replied.

"Yeah. They are different," the ice harvester stated. "In a good way, of course," he quickly added.

"Of course! This will be our first true Christmas in years! After Elsa and I were separated from each other, winters and Christmas just weren't fun without her around," the princess elaborated.

The ice harvester nodded in understanding. "I'm sure they weren't, especially when Elsa became the only family you had left."

"Yes. That is all in the past, however. All we can do is move forward, right?" Anna asked.

Kristoff chuckled. "That is correct." He then became curious about something. "For as long as I can remember, I haven't been able to spend Christmas with my family, outside of Sven and the trolls of course. Now, I will be spending them with you, your sister, and the guests. I've never gotten to learn what everyone does during Christmas time."

"Well, one thing we do is put up Christmas decorations and lights, as you saw when we got the gifts for Edmund and Lucas," Anna explained.

"That's true," Kristoff acknowledged.

"Another thing is what everyone consumes. There are candy canes, gingerbread cookies, eggnog, hot chocolate, among many other things," the princess said. "The most important thing is the gifts. It's not only getting gifts for each other, but Santa Claus will leave presents under the Christmas trees of those who have made it onto his nice list."

"Have I made it to the nice list?" Kristoff wondered.

"Of course, you have, Kristoff! You're the nicest, most genuine man I've ever met!" Anna exclaimed.

The ice harvester chuckled. "Thank you, Anna. I'm glad you think that." Then he frowned. "I definitely know someone who will be on the naughty list."

"There's someone on the naughty list alright, and do you know whom that might be?" Anna asked.

"That dastardly Prince Hans of the Southern Isles. He's not getting any gifts this year, nor will he ever get anything from Santa Claus," Kristoff said in fury.

"Yeah. He's getting coal every year for Christmas from now on," Anna replied.

"After what he did, he deserves it," the ice harvester stated.

"That he does. I'm just glad you didn't turn out like him, Kristoff," the princess stated proudly.

"I'm glad you accept me for who I am, Anna," Kristoff said with a grin.

"As you accept me for who I am," Anna replied, raising her mug. "Well, to the first true Christmas Arendelle will have in years."

Kristoff raised his mug. "To the first Christmas I get to spend with you and the rest of the royal family." They clinked their mugs together and then continued to sip at the hot deliciousness the hot chocolate was giving them.

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Edmund continued to lead Elsa through town, making sure not to go too fast. The Snow Queen could not help but wonder what was on the English prince's mind. She determined they were heading south of the town. What Elsa noticed, however, was that Edmund was leading her away from the town. She really hoped he was not leading her straight to her death. After all his kindness and sympathy towards her after she revealed her backstory, however, she doubted he was an evil mastermind.

"We are here now, Elsa," Edmund said. Elsa looked around and saw the two royals were now overlooking a snowy meadow just south of the town.

"I was thinking of making sure not to bring you anywhere that would make you uncomfortable. This is what came to my mind first since I was thinking of you and your powers," Edmund explained.

Elsa really appreciated Edmund's thoughtfulness. He made her feel like a normal person despite her magical abilities. Thinking of something, she formed a snowball in her hand and flung it at Edmund with a giggle.

"Oh, I see how it is," Edmund said with a grin. He reached down and dug his hands into the snow, forming a snowball of his own. The black-haired man then threw it at Elsa, hitting her square in the forehead. Now it was Edmund's turn to laugh.

"Hey!" Elsa exclaimed in mock anger.

"Well, I did not mean to hurt you. You started all this," Edmund insisted.

The Snow Queen laughed. "I know Edmund. You did not hurt me. I am just teasing." She then created another snowball and chucked it at the English prince.

Edmund, however, was ready this time. He expertly dodged the snowball as it sailed past him.

Elsa then fired a barrage of snowballs at Edmund. No matter how quickly she launched the snowballs however, she was unable to land a single hit on the English prince. He masterfully dodged every single snowball or just simply blocked the rest of them.

"Wow. I guess I underestimated how well Stephen trained you," Elsa praised, deciding to cease fire.

Edmund shrugged. "One very important thing in becoming a good fighter is to know how to respect your surroundings. You must know what is happening around you. That way you can anticipate any stealth attacks from your opponents and be ready to counter them."

"Oh really?" Elsa said with a smirk.

"What is with that smirk on your face?" Edmund wondered with a confused look on his face.

The Snow Queen then stretched her arms out with both her hands facing the snow. She summoned the snow, making it rise. Elsa then moved one of her hands towards the English prince, the pile of snow crashing into him. Rather than knock him over, however, he was engulfed in the snowbank with snow up to his chest.

Before Edmund could break free from the snow pile, however, the Ice Queen chucked another snowball at him, hitting him square in the face. She giggled after the snowball splattered all over him.

The black-haired man wiped the snow off his face, grinning. He then dug his hands into the snow pile, building another snowball. Edmund then leapt out of the snow pile with his strong legs. While airborne, he threw the snowball at Elsa. The Snow Queen braced for impact before the snowball struck her in the forehead.

Soon a snowball fight commenced. Both royals constructed snow forts for bases as they both formed strategies to try to defeat each other. While Edmund put up a good fight, Elsa won out in the end, with Edmund accepting defeat with dignity. They both wound up bursting out laughing.

After their snowball fight had concluded, however, Elsa noticed the English prince was wet from all the snow. This forewarned Elsa that Edmund probably needed to get back to the castle as soon as possible.

"Are you alright, Edmund? You are all wet!" Elsa exclaimed, concerned.

"I am a little cold, but I can assure you I will be just fine. Maybe it would be a good idea for me to return to the palace. That way I do not get sick," Edmund suggested.

"I was just beginning to think the same thing. Let's go and get dried up, Edmund," the Snow Queen said, leading the black-haired man in the direction of the castle.

"Alright then," Edmund replied with a beam as he obliged.

Elsa then realized she had a great time with the English prince. It may have only been as friends, but she really enjoyed having Edmund's company. He was graceful, polite, and such a kind, humble gentleman. She was beginning to wonder what would happen if they did end up dating eventually.

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The figure that had confronted the royal family of Arendelle earlier was standing on top of a mountain outside of the kingdom. He gazed upon the snowy land before him. As the figure stared, he was clutching a dark red great sword in one of his hands, which was referred to as Brutality Gaziniblade. On the back of him was a bow known as Eztli Deathbow.

A man appeared before him.

"Boss, everyone is here now. No one is in Arendelle's dungeon anymore," the man said.

The figure grinned maliciously. "Perfect. We shall take an entirely different approach no one will see coming."

"What shall we do with the guests that are staying there right now?" the man inquired.

The hooded figure wrenched at the mention of the guests. He was once best friends with one of them. Now he was going to make him pay for what he did to him.

"Edmund I can deal with myself. You and the other men can deal with Lucas and Stephen," the figure responded.

"As you wish, Boss," the man replied as he then left his master in peace.

The figure would do whatever it took to get his revenge on Edmund, even if it meant threatening the people he cared about most.