Author's Note: Here we are, at the end of the end. The prequel titled, Frozen: Pheonix Fall, will be released in mid-August, so look out for that. Ciao.

The Last Hello

Eight Years Later

"I really don't think we should be this far from the castle." Warned the six year old prince, Agdar, while he tried to catch up with the others. He was always the cautious one in the group, always second guessing whether or not they should do certain activities. He got that from his father who was more or less always thought before he acted.

Agdar was the wisest of the group, most probably, because he never voluntarily did any activity with his sister and cousin which would get them into any harm. The wise he had most likely came from his grandfather from which he was named after. He arrived his mother's strawberry blonde hair along with his father's light brown eyes. Being the youngest, he was also the shortest, and he didn't like being underestimated by his sister and cousin on anything just because he was short.

It was late in the afternoon as they ran through the streets of Arendelle. The sun was still setting, and the fall air was cool in the country. It was a rather quiet day on Arendelle as always. Things have been quiet for roughly seven years.

"Don't worry about that!" Eight year old Lena insisted.

Her long, blonde hair was tied into two pigtail braids like her mother always wore. The hair raced behind her head as she ran. Being the eldest, she was taller than her cousin and younger brother. Also, her mother, father, and aunt have officially named Lena the leader of the little trio of children. The trio would've expanded come a few years since Agdar and Lena had a new baby sister which their mother had just given birth to.

Despite being the leader, Lena was still quite naive and curious about all things. She liked exploring and investigating things, many times she knew not to inspect. Despite being princes and princesses, they still got in trouble a handful of times, and they never seemed to have learned their lesson.

"There's nothing much to do back home." Stated the middle of the trio, Rhys. Rhys was no sibling to Lena or Agdar, and he was their only cousin. Lena and Agdar have always found it strange that their aunt, the Queen, had never birthed a second child. Whenever they brought up the topic of Rhys' father, they were told that he had gone off on adventures and they hoped for him to come back soon.

They knew that Rhys' father had left the same year in which Rhys was born. They also knew that he was named after somebody close to his father. To add to that, they were told stories of the man like he was a folk-tale, doing all these tremendous things, and he was off doing so many other deeds.

Rhys even resembled his father a bit. He carried his father's black hair, but his eyes were that of his mother, Elsa. What he didn't possess from either of his parents were their abilities. Rhys was told his father had abilities of fire, and he knew for a fact that his mother had manipulation over ice. She demonstrated that by treating the children every so often.

The attitude Rhys had definitely matched that of his father's. Unlike his mother, he was always jumping around, rambunctious, hyper, and he had quite the sass. Many mothers would've been angered at their child for having such qualities, but not Elsa. She would always just laugh and tell him that he was just like his father.

The three children ran through a street in the city, almost vacant save for the few people traveling through it doing their daily business. None of the adults paid the children any mind, believing that the princes and princess knew what they were doing and believing that there was at least one person keeping an eye on them. How were they to know the children abandoned the castle to seek out adventures?

"I don't think we should've left Olaf back like that." Agdar revealed. "He's probably looking everywhere for us."

"Relax, little brother." Lena said. "We'll be back before you know it, and we'll just say that we're just too good at playing hide and seek."

The three eventually entered a plaza-like circular clearing when they ran down the street. In the middle of it was a fountain which had moss growing all over it. Buildings surrounded the fountain in a circle, leaving about twenty five meters space. Three streets opened up between the buildings, including the street Rhys, Lena, and Agdar came from.

"Lena, do you know where we are?" Rhys asked. "We took so many turns I lost which direction we were headed."

"Hm..." Lena thought.

She turned in a full three-sixty degrees to scan the area in which they were standing it. Walking around towards the beginning of each street, she found that at the very end of one of the streets was the sight of the ocean, meaning the docks were most probably at the end of that street. However, that also meant that they were closer to the castle than they realized.

"Good news is I know where we are." Lena said. "Bad news is that home isn't far away."

"That's a good thing." Agdar insisted. "It means we can run straight home in case anything goes sour."

"That's not going to happen." Rhys promised. "We're royalty, Agdar. What could possibly go wrong?"

"If I had a coin for every time you've said that, I'd have enough to buy a castle of my own." Lena joked. "Anyway, what do you guys wanna play? I'm a little tired off playing hooky."

"Hide and seek?" Rhys suggested.

"Isn't that the reason we're here?" Agdar inquired. "We shouldn't play anything too noisy, either. There are people in these buildings."

"I doubt it." Rhys argued. "Almost everyone had left to the Field of Flight, remember. It's also the reason my mom, Aunt Anna, and Uncle Kristoff had left the castle. It's the anniversary of the dark thing."

"Don't you think they should've invited us?" Lena asked. "As a... I don't know... Formality."

"Knowing us, they probably left us at the castle so that we wouldn't cause too much trouble." Agdar said. "I bet it would've been boring anyways. Aunt Elsa would've given a long speech and people would stand there with their heads bowed down and hands folded."

"Well, I can't complain." Rhys humbly said. "We have an entire city for ourselves for the time being."

"Just don't go off and burn it down, Rhys." Lena jested.

"That's more of my father's thing... I think." Rhys said. "Lena, you were born before he left. Do you remember anything? About him, I mean."

"I was only a baby." Lena reminded. "I don't know anymore about him than you do. I can't even recall his face."

"My mommy keeps a picture of him at her nightstand next to her bed." Rhys revealed. "I've seen it a few times. She was also in the picture. They looked... Happy, together. Happier than I've ever seen her before. Do you think if he comes back, things will be better?"

"How better could things get?" Agdar wondered out loud. "We have everything a kid could ask for, Rhys."

"Well, not everything." Rhys argued. "Otherwise, we wouldn't be here away from the castle. The one thing we don't have there is adventure, little cousin."

"Adventure isn't really meant for three kids." Agdar said, worried.

"It never will be if you keep thinking like that." Lena said, lightly punching Agdar's arm.

The door of the building closest to them in the circular plaza opened from the inside. All three of them turned towards the direction of the door to find three men walk out of it. The men did not look friendly at all. They're clothes looked anything but casual, two of the men had faces riddled with scars, and the demeanor they brought with them were incredibly menacing.

Two of them were large, thick, and muscular, and they were at least six feet tall. The third one was much shorter and skinnier, however, the quality of the clothes he was wearing was much better than the other two, indicating that he must've been the leader of the group, or at least the one with the ability to call the shots. The other two must've been nothing more than henchmen.

"I need witnesses out of the area." The small one said to the two larger men. "When the exchange happens, I don't want anyone stray to go and-"

Before the man could finish his sentence, he caught Rhys, Lena, and Agdar in his eyes. The other two men had seen the children before the smaller man, but they refrained from telling their leader anything until they got their orders.

"You three should scram before you get yourselves into trouble." The smaller man warned.

"We should go." Lena whispered to Rhys.

"What kind of idiotic parents would let their children wander around like monkeys?" The man complained. "I bet some whore too busy pleasing strangers would be your parents."

"Oh dear." Agdar whispered, knowing how Rhys would react. He was always so proud, having to stand up taller than everyone whenever he entered the room. Whenever he overheard someone talking smack about his mother, which was quite often heard during parties the castle held, he would confront whoever made the comment, although it usually ended up with him being scolded by his mother.

"I'm sorry, but my mother doesn't have that job, unlike you." Rhys bit back.

The man grit his teeth and looked at Rhys with angered eyes. "Watch your tongue boy, or you'll lose it." He threatened.

"I'm not afraid of you." Rhys proudly said. "I'm Prince Rhys of Arendelle, son of Queen Elsa of Arendelle, and heir to my mother's throne. I deserve your respect."

"The boy has balls." Chuckled one of the henchmen.

"Prince, you say?" Asked the leader, grinning at the corner of his mouth.

"Uh, Rhys..." Agdar whispered. He knew that the road the conversation was taking them was not a road anyone would enjoy to ride through.

"That's right." Rhys confirmed. "This is Prince Agdar, and this is Princess Lena. As your superiors, I order you to submit your respect to me."

The one thing Rhys had was time if not anything else. He had time to learn how to speak formally with strangers. He had time to learn how to talk in an intimidating tone in order to show others who's boss. The vocabulary the three used wasn't common among normal children, but they weren't normal children. They were the offspring of those who fought for something bigger than country squabbles.

"You think you're my superior?" Scoffed the man. "From where I'm standing, you look pretty, pretty small."

"Rhys, I think we should-" Lena was interrupted by the boasting child before she could finish her thought.

"Disrespect is going to cost you dearly." Rhys threatened. "I'll have the guards-"

"And where are the guards, might I ask?" The man smugly asked. "They're not here aren't they. Off doing that memorial in the field I suppose. Nobody can help you here little boy."

The man could tell how nervous Rhys was getting. His silence was the man's answer for confirmation about Rhys' nervousness. The boy's heartbeat grew faster, knowing how bad things cold escalate.

Lena grabbed Rhys' arm. "Let's go." She told him.

Reluctantly, Rhys turned along with Lena and Agdar to run back to the castle. Unfortunately, they were met by a much larger than three group of men. All of the men had their muscular bodies covered in clothes. Like the men Rhys and his cousins had just encountered, they were riddled with scars and scratches. Those who had hair had greasy hair. Those without greasy hair were just plain bald.

Some of the men were holding large, unopened chests. Whatever the contents, the children could just imagine.

It wasn't their appearances that spooked the children. It was the fact that they all carried weapons, ranging from spiked bats, swords, and axes. A few carried pistols, although no more than three men. Altogether, it looked like nine men had gathered to form the group. Adding the nine to the other three would make twelve men in all, and they were anything but friendly.

"These runts look familiar, Gren." The man in the front of the the group of nine men said. He was not as built as the others were, and was much better looking.

"They revealed themselves to be the country's very own princes and princess." The small man informed. His named seemed to be Gren.

"Royalty?" The other man said, not sure if he heard Gren right. "Out here without any supervision? Not even a damn guard? This is too perfect."

"Easy, Lance, I found them first." Gren reminded. "I deserve to be the one to ransom them."

"Boys?" The one named Lance called. All of the men behind him unsheathed a weapon while Gren watched helplessly at the threat.

"I don't care who saw who first." Lance argued. "I have the muscle to take the candy, do I make myself clear?"

Gren was obviously not happy with the way things were going.

"We're not property!" Lena yelled. "Run!" She ordered to her cousin and brother. The children tried running to the right, in between both parties of thugs. However, they weren't fast enough to run beside a man from Lance's group who stepped to the side with a weapon in hand.

When they turned around to run the other direction, they found that it took was being blocked by an armed man. They were surrounded by hostiles.

"What do we do?" Rhys asked Lena.

Instead of answering, she screamed at the top of her lungs "HELP!" in the hopes of someone hearing her.

"Fine, the kids are yours." Gren reluctantly gave. "As long as you have the merchandise I payed for, we'll be square."

In between both parties were Lena, Rhys, and Agdar, all sitting down, facing outward with a rope tying them together. Lena had rope tied around her head so that her mouth was covered. Not long after Lena screamed for help, some men subdued the three and tied them down. Lena, being the seemingly most problematic, had her mouth stuffed with rope.

"Well, what are the chances that they had just enough rope to wrap around us three." Rhys stated.

"Yep." Agdar agreed.

"I mean, it was as if they had the rope because they knew this was going to happen." Rhys continued. "I mean, for what other reason would they-"

"Silence!" Barked Lance.

"You can't do this!" Agdar said, defiantly. "You can't kidnap us!

"And who the hell is there to stop me, kid?" Lance asked, smugly. "Your mommy? She's so far away, she won't be able to hear your screams. No one else in the city who could don't have the balls to stand up against us."

"You're even dumber than I thought you are." Chuckled little Rhys. Lance was not at all happy with being talked down to by a seven year old. "You really think that you can get away with a ransom? Mama is smarter than you think. You're going to get busted, and-"

"Enough!" Lance yelled, sweeping down to smack Rhys' cheek.

Rhys has never been struck before by anyone. No adult has ever thought to harm him, and here was this stranger who planned nothing but harm for Rhys and his cousins. He looked back up at Lance with a swollen cheek, gritting his teeth, and kicking his legs. The other men around Lance started chuckling when Rhys gave them the stare of hatred.

"Little boy never had a boo-boo?" Lance mocked.

Both Lena and Agdar shared the same look of hate Rhys had. Even though they were children, they felt like they could topple down anyone in their way.

"Giving kids a hard time?" Asked the voice of a man from what sounded like above. "That's a new low, even for you Lance."

Confused, Lance started. "Who the hell is- Wait. That voice. You sound just like-"

Before he could finish the thought, a small object was thrown in from above, seemingly the rooftop, and the entire area of the empty plaza including the men and the three children was engulfed in smokes. The trio and the men started coughing while desperately looking around for the one to cause this.

Inside the smoke, nothing but black silhouettes could be seen. However, what could be heard was the grunts of men in pain, the drop of their weapons to the ground, and the sounds of hand to hand violence.

Rhys, reluctantly keeping his eyes open, saw a black silhouette from the smoke take down a majority of the men behind the silhouette of Lance in two hits or less. Lena, who was facing Gren and his two men originally, could see that the two larger men fleeing while Gren stood with a small knife in hand, twisting left and right looking for their assailant.

"What are you?!" Gren screamed in the smoke.

When he heard the scream of Lance, Gren knew that it was over for him. Before he could even attempt to run, his face slammed against the hard stone ground, and then there was a blackout.

Rhys, Lena, and Agdar could feel the rope cut around them. The silhouette of the man stood a foot away from the children, cutting the rope with the end of his sword. The kids immediately ran in the opposite direction of the man, out of the smoke. Lena pulled off her gag as they escaped the smoke.

Both Rhys and Agdar were bent on fleeing the scene entirely since nothing good would come out of staying, however, they stopped running when they realized that Lena was standing on the outside of the smoke cloud, not budging.

"Come on Lena, we have to go!" Agdar said, grabbing his sister's arm.

"Not until we see who saved us." Lena argued. "We owe him our thanks."

"She's right." Rhys said. "If he wanted to hurt us, he would've done so."

Agdar hated not having any impact on what they were doing. On so many occasions did he put in his two cents, only to be shot down by his elders. But, things weren't going to go his way, and he knew that. Things usually never did.

"Hello?" Lena asked the man inside the smoke.

The silhouette of the man became more clear the closer he walked to the children. They backed up out of caution when he fully emerged from the smoke.

The man wore dominantly black, with the only exceptions being articles of clothing unrelated to his tailcoat. His hood was large enough to cover his eyes in the shadows under it. The only facial features they could see was his mouth and nose area. He had a full beard on his face, although it was trimmed very short.

On his back was a sword strap which was pointed diagonally. Attached to his waist was a fairly large bag with many round items in it, and a dagger.

"You kids alright?" The man asked.

"More or less." Answered Lena. "Thank you, mister. If you hadn't have been there..."

"I know what they were going to do." The man explained. "I heard a cry for help when I exited my boat on the docks. I'm assuming that was you."

Lena nodded.

"Smart." He complimented. "But, what I want to know is why did you guys get tied up in the first place."

"We uh..." Started Rhys.

The man stared at Rhys with his hidden eyes, asking himself why the child seemed so familiar to him. Rhys didn't know what he was looking at though, so at least the man could keep his thoughts secret.

"We ran away from home to go play." Agdar revealed.

"What of your parents?" The man asked. "Shouldn't they be keeping an eye on you."

"They're not home, for the moment, at least." Rhys answered.

"Doesn't seem like anyone is." The man observed.

"They're all off to the Fields of Flight." Lena informed. "For a memorial service."

"Can't blame them for not bringing kids along." The man said. "You-"

The chatter of people grew louder and louder in the distance. That meant that either a good or bad thing was to happen. The man informed the children to wait there while he took a look. Instantly, he was off to climb the nearby building.

Lena and Agdar turned to look at the bodies on the ground since the smoke was cleared. Rhys stared at the hooded man with fixation in his eyes, yearning to be just as skilled as the man. A prince had resources, for sure, and maybe he could use those resources to become something stronger than a normal prince.

Lena and Agdar were done making sure all of the bodies were unconscious when the man landed back on the ground.

"The citizens are returning from the field." He revealed. "Call a guard and tell them about the bodies."

"How are you sure they're not going to come up anytime soon?" Agdar asked.

"They won't." The man promised. "Don't get into too much trouble next time, okay? But, you should be safe for now as long as people are here to witness. Go straight home, and don't go off running again. I don't want to save you guys again."

"We'll be good, mister." Agdar promised.

"Thank you." The man said. "Unfortunately, I must leave you. I hope our paths meet again."

The man turned to a street which led to the castle in the distance and did not hesitate to walk down the road. Coincidentally, Rhys and his cousins ran after the man seeing as how their paths seemed to be the same.

"Where are you going exactly, mister?" Lena asked.

"To the castle." The man answered. "There are some old friends I have to talk to. Friends I haven't met in a long time. The Queen and princess, to be exact."

"You want to talk to my mom?" Lena asked.

The man paused in his walk, and the children followed his example. With one quick and smooth turn of his foot, he was turned around, facing the three children standing side by side.

"Who are you three exactly?" He asked.

"I'm Princess Lena of Arendelle." Lena introduced. She did a formal curtsy with her dress.

The man put the pieces together in his head. Of course, he thought. The blonde hair and the blue eyes matched baby Lena's features perfectly. She did even resemble Anna a little bit.

"Lena..." He muttered. "And you two?"

"I'm Lena's brother, Agdar." Introduced the youngest child. "Prince Agdar, might I add."

"And I'm assuming you're another sibling." The man said to Rhys.

"No, I'm their cousin." Rhys corrected. "I'm the only son of Queen Elsa. Rhys, at your service." The boy held his hand out for the man.

The man's heart beat faster than it ever had in his life. Looking at Rhys' face, he could see the similarities. There was no doubt that the father of the child was...

"We must hurry, then." The man quickly said. "I must know for sure."

"About what?" Rhys asked.

The man didn't bother to answer his question before he turned around and frisky walked toward the castle. No questions asked, the children followed.

"Olaf, please tell me everything that happened." Elsa pleaded with the snowman in the middle of the courtyard of the castle.

After the memorial was done in the field, Elsa, Anna, and Kristoff hopped onto a sled attached to two horses. Sven was incredibly old for a reindeer. He couldn't move as fast as he used to, and whenever he did, it wasn't for too long a stretch of time. For that reason, they left Sven in the stables at the castle so he could get some rest.

Elsa knelt down in front of Olaf who had his hands folded together. Anna paced back and forth behind her sister, worried sick about her children. She couldn't, however, pace incredibly quickly since she was carrying for two. She put her hand over the bump in her belly as Elsa spoke to Olaf. Kristoff, on the other hand, was off inside the castle, doing his best to search for the kids.

"They wanted to play hide and seek." Olaf started. "I thought it was harmless. They chose me as the seeker, and I counted to one hundred."

"And you didn't think they left the castle?" Elsa assumed.

"I'm sorry, Elsa." Olaf apologized. "It won't happen next time or again, I promise."

"There won't be a next time if we don't find the kids." Anna said, worried. "Maybe they could still be in the castle."

"I've searched for a long time, Anna." Olaf said. "I didn't find them in the castle."

"You really need to get better at this game." Elsa muttered to herself. "Anyway, think about the trouble they could get out there. The danger! They're not ready for the-"

"Mama!" Little Rhys said as he ran through the gates of the castle.

"Rhys!" Elsa exclaimed. The two ran at each other with arms extended. At the last second, Elsa slowed her pace so she wouldn't tackle Rhys, but since he was running at such a force, he was the one to tackle her.

Elsa fell backward, squeezing her son as hard as she could in a hug. While doing so, she kissed his head so many times in so many different places, excluding the lips of course, that he felt incredibly uncomfortable.

"Mommy!" Agdar and Lena exclaimed as they ran towards Anna who knelt to meet them. They're embrace with Anna was a lot less forceful than the one Elsa and Rhys experienced.

"Never do that again!" Elsa ordered Rhys. "You're never going to leave my sight ever again! Why would you do that?! Do you know how much you three worried Olaf, your Aunt Elsa, and me especially?! What happened?"

"Mama, there was these guys." Rhys started. He then spoke incredibly quickly. "First, they were there to meet each other, and then they knew who were, and then they tied us up, and then they were dealing with each other, and then they were dealing with this other guy who completely beat them, and then we-"

"Other guy?" Elsa asked. "He saved you, right?"

"Yeah, he did." Confirmed Lena who stopped her embrace from her mother.

Then, Elsa realized the hooded man was walking into the courtyard through the gates. His entire look made Elsa question the intentions of the man. Was he a friend or foe? Even though he saved the children...

The Queen let go of Rhys and stood up. With her back straight, she cleared her throat, and began to speak. "Are you the man who saved my son, my niece, and my nephew?"

The man nodded under his hood.

"Well, I would like to thank you for your service to me." Elsa continued. "If there is any reward I can provide, consider it paid."

"No reward necessary, Elsa." The man said. The color from Elsa's face drained when she heard him. When the man pulled his hood down completely, her mind couldn't focus on a simple thought since it was thinking too many things at once.

"Good to be back." Kai said, smiling.

Elsa knew it was him. The color of his eyes was unique, and no one else could possibly possess them. He had assumed that neither one of them would not be skeptical, so to prove his identity, he took the glove off of his left hand to show his metal hand, with many more scratches on it than it had when they last saw it.

"Kai..." Anna muttered, quite enough so that the children couldn't hear her.

"Mama, do you know him?" Rhys asked.

"I used to..." Elsa answered, quietly. She then let her hand off of Rhys' shoulder and approached Kai quite quickly. He extended his arms for a hug, but the only thing Elsa did to him was smack him with a slap. Kai seemed unfazed by it, however.

"I deserved that." Kai admitted.

"Eight years!" Elsa began. Her eyes began to redden, and the beginning of tears started on her lower eyelid. "You promised me no more than two!"

"Elsa, I didn't anticipate that I would be gone for so long." Kai defended. "There was a lot that needed to be done, and only I could've done it."

"You stopped writing letters." Elsa reminded. "One year's worth is all I got, Kai! I thought..."

"I was dead?" Kai finished. "Elsa, I was moving around way too much and way too often to write a letter. Eventually, I decided that it was too inconvenient."

"But what the hell were you doing for eight years?!" Elsa asked.

"The first two was getting the job done for King Ander. First, I buried the bodies I had with me before traveling to the Southern Isles." Kai answered. "Traveling the world. Unfortunately, after that was done, I got involved in a lot of political adventures and solving the problems of those who couldn't do those themselves. I was also in prison for quite a while, and the only way I could get out was to do a job for a royal family. Add that to another heap of my misadventures, and you've got eight years worth of absence."

"You make it seem so casual." Elsa said. "You have no idea... Kai, I had to raise a son without you."

Kai looked over Elsa's shoulder to catch another glimpse of Rhys who knew exactly who Kai was to him. However, as far as Rhys knew, Kai was still a stranger to him.

"So is he really..." Kai started.

"Rhys, come here." Elsa gently called. The boy obliged and hugged the waist of Elsa while she put an arm over him.

"Yes, Kai." Elsa confirmed. "He's your son. Eight years, I've remained faithful and I've raised him to be optimistic."

"So he wouldn't be like me." Kai muttered. "Rhys... Did your mother ever tell you why she named you that?"

The boy shook his head. "Mama just said that it has something to do with Papa." Rhys admitted.

Kai smiled at his son. "I'd like to spend more time with Rhys, if you'd have it."

"So he could be more like you?" Anna jested from the side.

"So that he won't." Kai replied. "Elsa, I'm back. I don't plan on leaving my family anytime soon anymore. Every night I was gone, I dreamt of Arendelle. I was always so... Ungrateful for what I had. I understand that now. I have a clean slate now, Elsa. It might have been eight years, but if you're willing, I'd like to be apart of your life again. Yours and his. So what do you say?"

For a second, Kai was scared that Elsa would refuse. But, all she did was let her tears drip down her face and squeeze Kai with a hug.

"Rhys needs a father." Elsa said in between sobs. "And I need a husband. Don't ever leave again... Please Kai."

"I don't plan to." Kai promised. When the two stopped hugging, Kai knelt down to be on the same level as Rhys. "Well... Looks like we're a family now."

"I knew you were coming back one day." Rhys smiled. "Better late than never. Papa." Rhys hugged Kai which caught the man off guard, however, he wasn't uninviting to the gesture.

"Can you teach me how to use a sword?" Rhys asked.

"When you're older." Kai promised. He then let go of his hug, stood up, and faced Elsa who wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Anna put her hands over her children's eyes since children were quite sensitive to this stuff.

"First kiss in eight years." Kai muttered after their lips broke. "I guess I just need to get used to it again."

He then let go of his wife and son to walk over to Anna, Lena, and Agdar.

"Good to see you again, Kai." Anna said. The two kids got out of the way for Kai and Anna to hug. After that was done, he knelt down to talk to Lena and Agdar.

"You were only a baby last time I saw you." Kai told Lena. "I assume you're the leader of you three."

Lena nodded and smiled.

"Glad that someone's responsible." Kai said. "And you." Meaning Agdar. "I trust you'll keep everyone out of trouble just as much as Lena."

"I try to." Agdar humbly said.

Kai noticed Anna's baby belly. "A third one?"

Anna laughed. "We weren't planning on it, but I couldn't be happier."

"Kai..." Olaf weakly said from behind. Kai turned to find the little snowman looking at him in disbelief.

"Olaf!" Kai exclaimed. "You haven't aged a day."

"I knew you'd return." Olaf smiled.

"Is that who I think it is?" Kristoff's voice said from the double doors to the castle.

Kai turned to face Kristoff with a large grin on his face. Kristoff ran towards Kai with a laugh like he was a child playing with a friend. Like Kai, Kristoff had grown a full beard, although noticeably longer than Kai's. The miner hugged Kai and patted his back at the same time.

"You should've sent more letters." Kristoff said.

"I was preoccupied." Kai said. "Eventually, me and my crew parted ways, so that was another hiccup."

Kai heard Elsa, Anna, Lena, Rhys, Agdar, and Olaf walked up near him and Kristoff. When he caught sight of Rhys, he picked up his son and held him with Rhys sitting on Kai's forearm. The boy chuckled madly when he was being lifted.

"What now?" Kai asked everyone.

"Can you tell us about your trip?" Anna asked. "Every single adventure and misadventure."

Kai nodded. "Of course. I have all the time in the world. Well, after I left-"

"Your majesty!" A guard said behind Elsa. Everyone turned to face the guard. "There's a struggle in the streets! A group of armed men are fighting their way through the city guards."

"Why do I have a feeling we know these men?" Lena asked.

"Perhaps with your abilities, you can aid us to stop them." The guard suggested.

Elsa shook her head, knowing that she was not the most qualified person for the job. Instead of refusing the guard completely, she turned to Kai and gave him a nod. He nodded back at her, setting down Rhys.

"Duty calls." Kai told everyone. "When I come back, I'll tell you all about it. Until then..." Kai rubbed Rhys' hair and pecked Elsa on the cheek. He then ran off past the guard who proceeded to follow him.

"Mama, is Papa always like that?" Rhys asked.

"You'll get used to it." Elsa promised.

Kai ran out of the gates and continued running until he got near a building.

Because that's just the type of person he is.

Kai launched himself up in the air with streams of fire, landing flawlessly on the rooftop.

He always helps those who can't help themselves, and hurt those who feed on other's suffering.

He then continued his run on the rooftops, pulling the hood over his head as he ran.

I always used to think he fought because he had to. Only now do I realize he fights only because of the obligation he chose for his skills.

Kai looked down the street to find some civilians running away from the scene. Where they were leaving, he was entering.

Phoenixes are said to be reborn whenever they die. The same goes for your father, Rhys. He may fall, but he always gets back up.

Kai stood on a rooftop overlooking the plaza where the men he previously knocked out were on their feet, battling with a smaller number of guards compared to theirs. He had underestimated them completely.

As long as he has a sword in hand and breath left in his body, he will never stop the fight.

Kai unsheathed his sword and dagger, spinning them both to ready for the fight.

Your father may live thinking he owes the world something, and he will die with the world owing him.

"No rest for the wicked." Kai recalled.

Finally, he jumped into the plaza, ready for another fight.

The End