Elsa didn’t wish to make him uncomfortable by offering him to stay within the castle walls but she really didn’t want him to have to travel far at night and if he had too much to drink that wouldn’t be a good thing either. Sipping gently on her wine, she watched him look through the forge. It only made logical sense to have it downstairs when it comes to the castle design. “My father would work beside one of the older blacksmiths to learn the art. Unfortunately he wasn’t very skilled and burnt himself numerous times when he was younger and his mother, my grandmother, banished him from the forge. One of the things that my mother had to promise my grandmother was that she’d never let my father into the forge ever after they were married. And she stayed true to that promise.”

A small laugh left her, her voice like bells rang around through the quiet forge. She always tried to remember the good ignoring the painful memory of their loss and everything that she and Anna went through. A small shrug lifted her shoulders as she walked slowly into the room, her hand dancing along the bare wall, trails of her magic creating designs on the walls before dissipating away. Her movements were graceful and majestic; something expected of a royal but rarely seen by ‘common folk’. Her lips curled into another smile as she turned her attention from the wall and back to him, her hand dropped slowly from the wall as the last of her design appeared. “Do you specialize in swords? Your craftsmanship is extraordinary.”

Sadon listened to Elsa's story, turning to lean against one of the work benches. He always knew not everyone belonged around a forge, and not everyone could learn the skill. It wasn't an easy trade for anyone to learn. He was fortunate enough to have such a talented teacher. The thought of his father made him smile a little, remembering all the time they had spent working the forge. He didn't really know his mother well, as she passed away when he was young. So his father became his best friend in life, and he learned everything he knew from that one man. And that was more than working a forge as well.

He was suddenly so lost in memories that Elsa's question about his work didn't seem to make sense to him at first. Once the question finally clicked in his head, he offered a soft nod before speaking.

“That seems to be the most common order I get, so I've had plenty of time to master swords. But I've crafted maces, battle axes, shields, armor. I've even crafted some of the equipment Kristoff uses while harvesting ice. If he hasn't broken any of it that is,” Sadon thought about his last sentence for a moment. It wouldn't be the first time that happened, and he knew it would happen again.

Listening to him, she nodded every once and a while to indicate that she was listening to him before gently sipping her glass of wine. He spoke with a passion and that was something that she really admired in people. When they found something that they were passionate about they put their heart and soul into it; Kristoff with his ice, Anna with her… being Anna and Sadon with his forging. Her head tilted slightly to one side, listening to him closely as he spoke, her blue eyes twinkled dancing slightly as she kept watching his face as he spoke. His passion was admirable.

“Knowing Kristoff he’s probably gone through a few things you have made for him. It seems like the only thing he’s delicate with is Anna.” A small shrug lifted her shoulders as she laughed a little, her small body leaning against the wall as her final piece of magical are disappeared from the wall. Her head tilted to one side once more. She seemed to be full of questions for the stranger but in return, he seemed rather interesting. “How did you and Kristoff meet?” They seemed like two different ends of the spectrum so you really can’t blame her for asking.

"If Kristoff only broke a few things that would be a miracle. I swear I've made more tools for that one man than I have weapons for an army," his statement sounding a bit sarcastic, though he knew Kristoff a little too well. That's when Elsa became curious about their friendship. Seeing as he was only here because of Kristoff, it seemed fitting that the question was brought up. He chuckled a little as he remembered the past. It had been so long since he met the ice harvester, that it seemed they were just friends out of nowhere.

"Well it's been quite some time since he and I met. We were still kids, and I was helping my father at the forge. A group of ice harvesters were coming through town, and they stopped when they saw the sign for a blacksmith. They asked my father if he could repair some of their tools, and even craft a few new ones. Of course my father said he would just make everything from scratch," a soft chuckle escaped his lips as he thought of how much pride his father had in his work. "During the work, I noticed a boy playing with a young reindeer. I gave my father a quick look and he just nodded at me, and I ran over to them. From there Kristoff and I somehow remained friends, and for a while I saw him often because the ice harvesters really liked my fathers work."

Elsa and Sadon spent some time talking in the forge about random things. He stared about his trip and sharing stories of his homeland that she hadn’t visited. She shared some information about the town and the things that would need to be fixed, from functioning machines to some metal works of the schools and blah blah blah. The topics did dig into more personal aspects where she shared that the idea of chocolate was because of her and Anna’s obsession with the stuff and the much needed supply of meat and potatoes cooked. Likely for Elsa, he didn’t ask about her powers. Though she was well aware that the topic would come up eventually; it wasn’t something she was ready to talk about with him right at the moment.

Some of the conversation contained laughter, which is something that Elsa didn’t really see happening but she cracked some cheesy comments and jokes, and even got him to crack a smile. Soon the two started up towards the hallway and she closed the door after they both were out only to hear a shout coming down the hallway.

“ELSA!” Anna came skipping down the hallway before screeching herself to a stop, Kristoff nearly walking in a casual manner with his hands in his pockets. “There you are! You’re missing the food! The staff has started to carry out the food.” Before Elsa could argue, the red-head snatched her hand and pulled her back towards the ballroom. Elsa looked innocently over her shoulder back at Sadon and gave him a shrug of ‘siblings’ as she was pulled down the hallway and back into the ballroom. “Disappearing with guys… that’s not like you.” Anna said handing her a small plate and guided her to the table of laid out food as the royals began to collect things on their plates.

“We were just talking I showed him the forge and asked him if he’d help repair things for payment here in the town.”

“Really? Business? You seemed to be infatuated by him; I’ve never seen you run off with a guy before…”

“I didn’t ‘run off’, I’m still in my home.” Elsa said in a playful defense. “And we were just talking. Don’t fret yourself Anna...”

“Me fret? No, me excited, yes! You’re interested in someone! That’s exciting!” To this form her little sister, Elsa just rolled her eyes and continued to put food on her plate.

Sadon has lost track of time as he and Elsa talked in the forge. Eventually they decided to make their way back upstairs, and it didn't take long for Elsa to suddenly be dragged away by Anna. The blacksmith raised his eyebrow as he watched them, not really sure what to say about that. But he just decided to make his way back to the ballroom and find Kristoff. There were probably plenty of things they could talk about after all the years they hadn't been in contact.

He eventually found the ice harvester in a line to get something to eat. Deciding that it would probably benefit him, Sadon grabbed himself a plate as well. He was amazed at the amount of food he saw on the table. Would it even look like anyone actually ate? It seemed that there was enough food for each individual guest to have four meals for themselves.

"So Kristoff, how's the ice business going?" Sadon asked as he followed his friend through the line.

"Well I now hold the title of Arendelle Ice Master and Deliverer," the blonde explained.

"It seems you're making quite the life for yourself huh? You're married now, hold a pretty impressive title. You're not the same Kristoff I knew years ago."

"Don't you worry, he's still around," Kristoff said with a laugh.

"Speaking of that, how many tools have you broken?" Sadon now had that 'don't lie to me' smirk on his face as he waited for an answer.

"I could use a few new ones now that you mention it..."

"I knew it. Some things never change."

With a laugh from the two old friends, they made their way to empty seats to enjoy their dinner. They figured they'd leave Anna and Elsa to talk for a bit now with each other. Plus it gave them time to continue catching up. Kristoff knew that eventually, however, Anna would find her way over to him. That's just the way she was, and he loved her always positive attitude.

“It’s okay for you to have a crush on someone Elsa, you know this right?” Anna said softly in almost a side manner as she placed a few pieces of meat onto her plate.

Elsa however, grew silent. Her blonde head was buzzing with Anna’s words. Did she actually understand that it was okay for her to like someone? Could she really let herself like someone? Could she allow her feelings to cloud her judgment and open herself up to the possibility of love outside of her family’s? Was there such a thing? That in itself was hard to believe because Elsa never really pictured herself with someone. Between Hans and his brothers wanting revenge against the kingdom, as they were fed with some horrible story that it was all Elsa and Anna’s doing for their brother to return so unlike himself. “I… I…”

“Elsa,” Anna said placing her hand on her sister’s wrist, stopping her from grabbing something with the set of tongs that she was using. “Elsa, it’s okay to be nervous. You can be nervous and even a little shy but that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy it.” A smile moved across her full lips, a gentle smile that was both reassuring and comforting towards her older sister.

The corner of Elsa’s lips curled into a smile before she nodded softly to her. Anna had a point, it was okay to be shy, it was okay to be nervous but she needed to remember to enjoy the feeling as well. A small sigh left her as she place some potatoes onto her plate and turned on her small heel with Anna on her feet as the two made their way to where the seating was. “Ooohhh there they are.”

“They?” Was all Elsa could repeat before her sister took off in a direction, somehow pinpointing her husband through the massive amount of people! A small laugh left Elsa as she followed her after her sister and found the men sitting at the table. “I’m fairly certain you must always point North Kristoff because Anna’s internal compass can seemed to find you in any situation.” Elsa said, a small hint of joking to her tone as she took the spot between Sadon and Anna at the four person table. She gently tucked her dress under her with her free hand as a guy came by and placed a class of wine in front of each member of the table as Elsa had lost her empty one somewhere when they started to collect their food. Picking up her fork and knife, she began to delicately cut through her meat.

“Elsa says you two were discussing ‘business’,” Anna was always the best conversation starter as she did air quotes before picking her silverware and putting her elbows on the table, much unlike her sister. “What’s this ‘business’ Sadon?” She asked, her voice in such a playful manner that Elsa nearly choked on her food at her sister’s bluntness of her question and yet the insinuation that there was something more, the easiest fix to this situation was to chug down water from the glass on the table and smacked herself in the chest a bit before regaining her composer. The situation didn’t seem to faze Anna as she kept her attention on Sadon to watch his response and how exactly he looked at Elsa. While Anna liked the idea of Elsa being interested in someone, that ‘someone’ needed to be up to Anna’s standards which could be quite high, believe it or not.

Sadon rather enjoyed his conversation with Kristoff. It was nice to reconnect with his friend. That's when Anna appeared at the table with Elsa following. Kristoff laughed softly, knowing Anna could somehow always find him no matter what. He smiled at his wife, taking a sip of wine from the glass placed in front of him. It didn't take long for Anna to start a conversation, and the subject instantly made Sadon raise his eyebrow. The topic also seemed to get to Elsa, and he looked over to make sure she was okay.

"Well Anna, it seems that there's a few things around Arendelle that could use some fixing up," he began when he saw Elsa was okay. "Just a business opportunity the Queen is interested in. We haven't come to an agreement yet however."

Kristoff looked over at Anna, keeping note of the way she talked and used air quotes for the word "business." What exactly did she think her sister was doing? She was the Queen of Arendelle and wasn't as wild as Anna, and Sadon was man dedicated to his trade. If there was the potential for a business agreement between them then certainly they would rather discuss privately. He continued to keep an eye on Anna, wondering what crazy thing she would come up with next.

Sadon, not having anything to really add to his comment, took a sip of wine before cutting into more of his steak. He wondered what Anna and Elsa had talked about when they were getting their food, and why she was suddenly so interested in this potential business partnership. She also seemed to act a bit odd about the subject, and he tried to come up with some sort of reasoning behind it.

Should Anna put in as much effort into being a lady as she did to embarrass Elsa, she’d be quite the princess. But unfortunately for Elsa, that’s not how her sister’s brain works. Anna was never one to be shy, she’s talk to anyone no matter who it was, where they were from or what they looked like… or even what they were, hence her ability to talk to Sven. How that young lady could communicate with a reindeer was beyond her sister comprehension but it was something that Anna apparently learned how to do thanks to Kristoff.

If Elsa could have any gift right now it would be to make herself be as small as possible as she stared directly at her plate, gently cutting the piece of meat that lay on the platter. Was she flirting with Sadon in the forge? Maybe… just a little though, that can’t be a bad thing right?! Even Anna said it wasn’t a bad thing but here she goes again, talking up a store and probing to ask questions about a man she had been talking to. It’s not her fault the man was attractive and not a royal. Elsa could be diplomatic in her communications with people! She was allowed to talk business, she was the queen after all… and if some flirting happens to come up between the topic of business than… well that’s okay, right? Right?!

“You’re going to say yes, right?” Anna asked in an innocent fashion as she eyed the man from across the table.

“Anna…” Elsa said in a soft ‘don’t’ tone.

“If Elsa’s asking for your help than she believes you’re the best for the job. She doesn’t just hand out jobs to anyone.” The looks exchanged between the sisters read as follows:
Elsa: What are you doing?
Anna: I’m asking if he’s going to stay.
Elsa: Don’t.
Anna: Too late.
Anna’s gaze moved back to Sadon and a smile curled her full lips. “While we do our best to take care of the country, it does need some work and an efficient blacksmith that can work in a timely fashion could make a huge impact on our country’s ability to function.” With that Anna placed a piece of meat into her mouth as Elsa looked at her, blue eyes wide in surprise that she would bring up something in such an elegant manner and confirming Elsa’s need for help around the country. Sure the older blacksmith could get everything done but it would take time and some projects… well they didn’t have time to spare.

Blue eyes softening, Elsa turned her attention back to Sadon, “I apologize for my sister’s bluntness…” Before Anna could defend herself she flinched slightly, receiving a kick under the table from her older sister. “But she does have a valid point which I don’t think I’ve informed you of. Our projects, while small, are needed in an amount of time that our country’s blacksmith just can’t accomplish. I don’t know if you had any set price in mind but I’d like to discuss payment further if that will employ you to agree.”

Sadon was caught a bit off guard by Anna's question. He didn't think he had enough time to come up with any sort of decision yet. But now his choice was becoming the center of attention, and he felt he had no other option but to come up with some answer. Elsa tried to bring down the awkwardness level reached by Anna's outbursts, but she couldn't hold back from talking about the subject more. Before the blacksmith could say anything, Kristoff excused himself, stating that this was important business that should be discussed only among the three. Well, he mostly meant Elsa and Sadon, but seeing as Anna was the Princess of Arendelle, he figured she had some interest in hit. Sadon watched as Kristoff walked away into the crowd, then turned back to the sisters. This was business, and he couldn't be too soft when coming up with a price.

"The price depends on the projects. Though you say they're small, having a time restraint changes the difficulty of getting everything done. I don't know how many projects you have, nor do I know when you want them completed," he stated, now sounding a bit like his father. There was always some sort of catch with deals like this on both ends. Sadon needed money, and Arendelle needed things done quick. He pushed his plate out of the way, which a servant quickly came by and removed it from the table for him. Sitting back in his chair, he took another sip of his wine and waited for a response from either sister - though he preferred that Elsa handle the answers due to her higher title in Arendelle.

Anna was always blunt and it was to the point that Elsa dropped her fork against her plate and placed her hand over her face in embarrassment. Sometimes her bluntness was annoying and wasn’t exactly fit for royalty. It was probably because she lacked so much outside contact that she just… speaks without thinking. Elsa’s blue eyes flickered open behind her hand as she looked through her parted fingers at her sister. The royal life didn’t really fit the outspoken social butterfly that was her sister; it only makes sense that she didn’t marry someone in another royal family. Kristoff really was perfect for her… lucky Anna…

Elsa’s hand on her knife began to tingle, ice creeping up the handle from her fingers due to her feeling of jealousy. A sigh moved through her as she realized it happened and her hand quickly moved from her face to her other hand, reverting the magic back into her hand and back to eating much like the delicate figure that she was. Her eyes stayed on him as he talked, dropping only to insure that she was cutting and scooping up the proper things into the fork and bringing them to her mouth. Nodding soft to Sadon, she listened close to him as he spoke, he spoke with knowledge and knew that he didn’t want to make any promises that he couldn’t keep and that curled a smile across her full lips as she swallowed another piece of food. This meant that she could trust him to complete any tasks he would choose to undertake.

When he finished speaking, she turned and looked over her shoulder. With a gentle wave, one of the staff members came over and leaned down. Giving the staff a gentle whisper the woman nodded and hurried off, “Anna, I think I saw the chiefs bring out those chocolate truffles you love. Would you grab me a few?”

“Okay!” Anna said and was to her feet before she realized she was being rude, the redhead smiled at Sadon. “Do you want some? Of course you do! Everyone loves chocolate, I’ll bring you some!” With that, she toddled off.

In the actions of Anna’s actions, the staff member had returned with a small notebook with about 100 pages in it. “Thank you,” Elsa said as she took the notebook from staff member and replied to the bow with a gentle nod of her head and a grateful smile. Her attention moved back to Sadon, her blue eyes landed on him with a gentle grace that seemed to match almost everything she did. She placed her knife down and, with two hands, held out the notebook. “There are the details of the projects to be done around town. Some are more extensive than others but in a general sense, there are about 10 of them in total. I wouldn’t dare ask you to do them all, I know our local blacksmith would be capable a few of the projects but certainly not all of them. I wouldn’t dare ask you to do them all but the things you could do, I assure you you’ll be paid well.”

Sadon watched as Elsa seemed to get Anna to run off, then turned his attention to the notebook she received from one of her staff members. Taking it from her, he instantly began to look through it and see what projects needed to be done. Most of them he was able to read through quickly. But others he would take a few moments to study some of the details. Based on what he had been told about the local blacksmith in Arendelle, Sadon figured he would be taking on the much larger projects. Quickly but carefully looking at them in the notebook, he finally closed it and set it down, looking up at Elsa.

"Well this certainly doesn't seem impossible," he said, taking a sip of his wine. "I assume, based on what you've said before, that your local blacksmith wouldn't be able to take on some of these much larger projects. They do seem interesting, but I certainly don't see any issue getting them done. And on time."

He then proceeded to ponder the payment concern. She did say he would be paid well, but didn't say any sort of amount. It was risky to jump into a deal without hearing the amount he would be receiving. It was something he learned from his father. But as he looked at Elsa, he found trust in her eyes. He couldn't imagine that she would actually cheat him of payment. Letting out a soft sigh and offering a gentle smile, he extended his arm out to shake her hand.

"I believe we have a deal your majesty."

Elsa had never been so nervous in her life. She was nearly holding her breath as he flipped through the pages of her elegant handwriting. She began to fidget with her hands, feeling the power shooting through them and causing a tingling sensation of massive proportion. This was not good. Her magic was starting to push through her and she could feel the car start to get cold under her butt and the ice began to crawl up the back of the chair making looking designs and shapes as it crawled up the back, the blue a lighter color of her dark blue dress.

When he said that it was something he could see doing and on time, she found herself leaning forward, staring him down with those large innocent blue eyes watching him closely. Maybe she did take after her little sister… just a bit, considering that she was staring him down with innocent, almost pouting and pleading eyes much like her sister did to get what she would want. It’s rather humorous because she never really thought it was something that would work. But as he stuck out his hand, Elsa leaned back against the chair, feeling all the ice dissipate from the back of the chair.

“We have a deal.” She repeated with a nod and reached out her hand and shook his with a firm authority style grip. She wasn’t going to cheat him out of anything and if he was a friend of Kristoff’s, she could only hope that he would be able to provide a good service. As they let go of hands she picked up her glass of wine and took a small sip before continuing. “Would you prefer to work from your own forge and bring things back; or would you feel comfortable using the one here in the castle? If you’d prefer your own forge, I understand and can send people to pick up the supplies from you when they are completed but if you choose to stay we can provide you a room here in the castle and provide you with food and anything you may need. Free of charge I assure you.”

Sadon smiled softly, raising his glass as a small toast to this business agreement. Taking a sip of wine, he thought about Elsa's offer. While it would be nice to work out of his own forge, it would be a hassle to have someone constantly come to get the materials he made. Weighing pros and cons in the back of his mind, he considered the idea of actually doing a bit more work himself. He always liked to keep himself busy, and if he was able to do more than just forge some building materials, he would do so without a second thought.

"If it's no trouble, I'm surprising the forge here would be just fine. Plus, I do like to make sure my work is treated properly," he said, a hint of joking in his voice at his last comment. In the end, he knew that anything he made would wear down over time. Either just by age or by some other sort of force. All he would have to do is go back to Riverwood to get some supplies for staying in Arendelle, and then working would be much easier.

"Now how long do I exactly have to do all this? And when did you want me to start?"

A small giggle left her when he mentioned that he wished to make sure that his work was treated properly, her and her people knew better than to dishonor someone’s creation but he wasn’t aware of that so his statement was understandable, especially since she could hear the undertone of joking in his voice. He had a sort of dry sense of humor but even it was funny. A nod left her as she gave him a small grin from behind the glass and a nod. “If you need to pick anything up from your personal forge I’d be happy to send some people to help retrieve the supplies you would need.”

She took another drink, almost finished with her second glass of wine before placing it down on the table, only to have a staff member scoop it up and replace it with a refilled glass. “I’m hoping everything can be completed within three months, which since some of them are smaller tasks would be, what I would consider, a reasonable amount of time. But you’re the expert for amount of time needed. I will insure that you have accommodations here in the castle so you can be close to your work and all your needs are met.” To that she took a drink, feeling the warming liquid relax her body, her hands tingling with nervousness as she heard laughter off in the distance. Apparently Kristoff had caught up with Ana and was attempting to drag her out onto the dance floor.

"No worries," Sadon said as he sipped his wine. "I have a cart at home that I can use, and I'm sure Athos will be able to handle the trip no problem. I will return to Riverwood for the night and pack everything I should need, then return in the morning. It shouldn't be too much anyway. I've lived pretty simple for so long that I don't need much to get by." He explained. It wasn't that he didn't trust anybody Elsa could send along. It was just a bit of a sense of pride in being able to do things on his own. But it wasn't as strong as it was with others. Somehow Elsa seemed to change his attitude. This wasn't the same Sadon that most people knew. This was some different. Someone that had only ever been revealed to Elsa.

As the waiter came around to replace the glasses of wine, Sadon kindly refused and requested a simple glass of water. The man returned with his drink, and the blacksmith took a sip before setting it down on the table. It was refreshing to have water again. He didn't drink wine often, and when he did, he didn't have much. Usually he would stop at two glasses, and every once in a while he would have three. But after two that night he figured that would be enough for him.

"So, three months? Well there are quite a few projects that seem fairly simple. Though some of the other ones will take a fair bit of time. I never make a promise I can't keep," he told her, pausing in thought as he rested his hand on top of the notebook. Then he smiled gently at her

"But I will make this promise."

After that he turned to see Kristoff trying to bring Anna on the dance floor. He chuckled softly, wondering how his friend had changed so much. It seemed Anna had that power over him somehow. She had to be the only person he would do anything for. He had never imagined that he would see this day, but it happened. He wasn't the same Kristoff he had known for so long. But he was happy with his life. And that was all Sadon really cared about.

It was a little disappointing that he wouldn’t accept the help of her people when he would be doing the town such a wonderful favor and her face dropped to one of sadness. She’d prefer to be helpful instead of having him think that they would just be using him for his skills. It’s funny to think that someone could live what would be defined as ‘simple’. She never really understood simple and neither did Anna as much as she wanted to think she did. Simple wasn’t in their nature because they weren’t used to growing up without getting what they wanted. Then… then there was responsibilities that came with being Queen and having responsibilities thrust upon you becomes a lot more than what you’d expect. Especially when you lack a parental figure to guide you through the process…

Elsa found herself leaning back against the chair awaiting his answer as he talked. Her power surged through her and she could feel the worry and shame of being rejected moving through her body. The back of the chair, though unseen from her covering it, began to crackle behind her as her power stretched across the back of the chair and began to spread and design into spirals, covering the back in ice. Her breathe held as she awaited his pondering, even the glass in her hand slowly began to have ice crawl from her hands in her panic.

But until his gentle smile and his statement that he would take the job, the ice on the ice fell off and disappeared in the warmth of the room and the ice on the chair feel in the same fashion, disappearing before it even hit the ground. An unmistakable bright smile of joy moved across her face as she gave him a nod, “Anything you need, you have my word you will receive. I understand that your time is precious and you might other projects that you need to complete but I certainly do appreciate you taking the time to help out my country.”

The night went on well. Sadon and Elsa held a good casual conversation and the more she talked to him, the more relaxed she felt around the man. The idea of calling out to Anna for some form of emotional support wasn’t needed anymore. She kept herself calm and relaxed and was able to find happiness while talking to him. It was an unreal feeling and something she didn’t expect to find some a stranger. The ability to calm her stressed-side was something she thought only Anna could do but here she was, being proved wrong. The night ended, the party guests left and she, Kristoff and Anna escorted Sadon to the gates to leave.

“See you tomorrow!” Anna said in a peppy-yet-half-asleep tone as she leaned against her husband looking exhausted but happy at the same time.

“Yes, we look forward to your return tomorrow. Do not rush on our account but I will make sure the doors are attended so that your stuff may be easily moved if you wish to have help to get into the forge.” The small group said their good byes as Sadon departed upon his newly arrived horse and the small family retired in the castle.

The next day rolled around rather fast and Elsa strolled the halls talking to a couple of important head figures of the country and explaining the situation with Sadon. Her long light blue dress trailed elegantly behind her and her blonde hair was folded into her normal braid hanging down over her right shoulder. She felt a lot more comfortable in her ice dress than the blue one she was wearing the night before and she seemed to glow with a sense of comfort in her normal attire. Though the crown on her head was still a new thing for her to get used to… although she probably never get used to it.

“Your highness.” A young scout approached her panting heavily.

“Catch your breath young man, don’t rush yourself to speak.” She said gently.

The young man was bend over at his hips, his hands on his knees as he calmed himself. “A man… on… on a horse… with a carriage… is coming…”

A smile moved across her full soft pink lips as she nodded to him. “Please inform the town guards to insure the gates to the town and the castle are unlocked then take your break; you’ve worked hard and I thank you for it.” After the guy left she went the castle entrance and stepped outside onto the grand staircase overlooking the entrance to the castle where carriages would pull up. A large smile moved across full lips as she watched the figure pull closer to the castle. Her heart was fluttering and her body was filled with excitement as she saw him get closer; why was this so exciting? Probably because he’s a new person… yeah that’s right, and that’s all…. Right?

When morning came, Sadon woke slowly. He rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times to adjust to the light. The night before was better than any he had known. Not only did he get a business opportunity that would help him greatly, but he actually enjoyed spending time with Elsa, Anna, and Kristoff. They made him feel like he actually belonged among their little circle. At home he had the forge, his horse Athos, and a German Shepard named Roxie.

Was Sadon was able to sit up, he suddenly felt a presence in the room. Turning his head, he noticed Roxie sitting beside his bed looking up at him. He smiled softly and pet her head, turning to put his feet on the ground before standing up. He had started packing his things last night, but never finished before he fell asleep. Roxie knew that they would be leaving their home in Riverwood, and she stayed by her friend's side the whole morning. He finished packing his things into the carriage Elsa had let him borrow, then made sure Athos was properly hooked up. Roxie jumped in the back of the carriage and made her way to the front where she could sit near Sadon. Then the three started their journey, Sadon looking back at his home one last time.

“Don't worry girl, it won't be gone. It's still our home.”

The trip went well for them. The morning sky was clear and the sun shone brightly. They eventually reached the gates of the kingdom, and people seemed to be ready for his arrival. Once inside the gates, Sadon noticed Elsa standing on the main staircase. He smiled softly as Athos pulled the carriage up front. Once stopped, Sadon jumped down from his seat and Roxie followed, staying beside him.

“I hope I'm not too late,” he said with a soft chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck to relax it from the long ride.