Watching the strange boy in the distance, the older brown-haired boy made a confused face, as to why this young newcomer ran away. Again, tilting his head, he didn't expect strange-looking knights to come up from behind him, and block his eyesight, after placing a pouch over his head. 

Horses ran through the kingdom quickly, as men in dark armor fired arrows at the Light Elven guards. "Kill them all! Burn it!", the commander shouted as different people from each race scurried and screamed. "Burn it!", throwing torches of fire on their beautiful, lantern-lit trees, before actually ripping children of Men away from their killed parents, covering their faces with sacks, and placed them in a cell-like cart. "Come on, runt!", with Eric struggling in the knight's grip, he was forced into the cart, along with a few other children, with the sack still on his head.

[i]With villages burned, and lives lost, Freya turned the kingdom of Alfheim into a frozen wasteland, where she built her fortress, to raise an army. Forcing the Elvenking into exile, she ruled as the Ice Queen of the North[/i]

The cart coming to a stop on the snow-covered grounds, the Knights escorted the children out one by one, before removing the sacks that were blocking their vision. Forcing them into the now-frozen palace, they stood before the throne, which was now covered in icicles and frost.