Thread: The Frozen Queen ~~ Ironic and Isenhart

Two years have past since the opening of Arendelle Castle's gates and the exposure of Queen Elsa's magical curse. Everything had, essentially, returned to normal in Arendelle during this time. Princess Anna had convinced her older sister to keep the gates of the castle open and while Elsa was a much more common appearance outside of her bedroom and even out in the streets, she still largely kept to herself. This was because she had not yet learned to fully control her curse. She had much more control than before, though she still often found herself having outbursts of frozen energy in fits of strong emotions mostly fear or anger, which were not overly common but everyone has their bad days. Arendelle had come to love their Queen. Though many feared or misunderstood her powers, and who could blame them after the eternal winter that she had accidentally triggered, everyone seemed to accept her as a good and noble ruler. Just as her parents had done before her, Elsa ruled Arendelle with love and compassion. Taxes were low and trade with foreign nations was as profitable as ever. It was a happy and prosperous time in Arendelle. Despite this, it was a cold night near the end of summer when a dark shadow descended upon the castle - ten dark shadows to be more precise. Shrouded in cloaks of darkness, ten figures marched through the empty streets of Arendelle. There were no guards in the streets and only a few guards near the castle as the figures pressed onward. The few guards that were present to get in the way were easily dispatched by the cloaked figures. They were not killed, no. These figures were here for the Witch Queen, Elsa. The remaining citizens of Arendelle were of no consequence to them innocents who had been bewitched by the wicked sorceress. Killing them would be a heinous crime. It would be murder. Instead, the guard were merely rendered incapable of fighting. Some felt the prick of poisoned arrows that would render them either temporarily paralyzed or trapped in a deep sleep. Others met the blunt strike of a mace, simply rendering them unconscious. Regardless of how the guards were dealt with, none of them would die, but none of them would be able to interfere with the sacred mission of the cloaked figures. It was not long before the courtyard before the castle was littered with the sleeping and paralyzed forms of the castle guards. That was when the figures divided their efforts. Six of the figures remained in the courtyard to begin binding the guards' hands and feet in thick rope so that they would not become a problem in the event that they were to awaken before the job was done. One figure split from the group and began to nimbly climb a lattice on the side of a nearby tower that looked to have a balcony near the top. The final three simply approached the door and pushed it open. It had not been locked. Why would it, with all of the guards and the lack of crime within the Utopian Arendelle. It was nearly midnight by this time. Surely Queen Elsa would be asleep by such a late hour, but the shadowed figures had heard that Princess Anna was something of a free-spirited young woman. They proceeded with caution, should Anna not be in bed.