Alright, finally got this chapter up. Sorry it's taken so long, I've been losing sleep this entire year (so far) because of homework and college applications. But most of that's out of the way. The only thing really left is final exams in May, so be aware of delays around the beginning of May. For anyone who's still reading this despite how long it's taking me to update, thank you for having faith in me. I'm not going to be like a bunch of other writers (not mentioning any names) and give up on their stories. We're kind of closing in on the end of this story, just a little heads up. And I'd like to open up for suggestions on any stories you guys like that I should read (maybe some of your own stuff?).

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James:

"Sir," Andrew said behind me. "We've been traveling for nearly a week now, can you please tell us why we're in such a rush to get to Arendelle?"

I sighed, after trudging through forests and over mountains I did owe an explanation. I pulled the hood of my cloak further up to protect myself from another gust of cold wind. We were getting closer to Arendelle, I had started recognizing the terrain a while back, but instead of the climate returning to a more spring one it was suddenly getting colder. "We've got to get back to Arendelle as fast as we can because I think it's about to be attacked."

"What makes you think that?" Earlene asked.

"Well-" I started to say, but I felt something off in the distance, like a wave of power crashing over the land. I turned toward where I felt the power. Off in the distance a blue glow started shining on the horizon.

"Uh, what is that?" One of the Heroes asked.

The glow started growing larger and larger. The ground started rumbling, ice started crackling in the distance, a huge gust of cold air bit at our faces and forced our cloaks to flap wildly in the wind, and the bottom of my stomach dropped out. "Get to cover!"

The group scattered, taking cover behind rocks and trees. I dove behind a large boulder as the blue light washed over us. Immense cold washed over us, winds howled, and trees groaned. A huge wave of blue light washed over us. Wherever the blue light touched, snow and ice appeared. For a second time the kingdom of Arendelle was forced into a magic winter.

The group and I were covered in actual feet of snow. I forced a little magic into my hands and made them heat up. I melted my way through the snow above me. Then used a strong gust of wind to blow the snow off my companions.

"Does that answer your question?" I said as the others pulled themselves out of the snow.

"What was that?" Earlene asked.

"That was probably Elsa. Which means she's back, and something's going wrong." I explained. "Earlene and Andrew, take the group straight back to Arendelle. Find out what's going on there and help whoever you can. I'll go the North Mountain, that's where Elsa would be if something horrible happened."

Before anyone could respond I started off at a sprint towards Elsa's Ice Castle. The sound of angered wolves and bears sounded through the forests, not ready for the sudden change in climate. Every so often an animal would peak around a tree, but they would quickly scurry away once they saw me.

Eventually, I came out of the forest at the bottom of the North Mountain, which was once again covered in snow from top to bottom. A roar sounded from the direction of the palace, Marshmallow was very obviously not happy with the weather.

It didn't take me long to find the ice bridge that led into the Ice Palace, the problem was Marshmallow. Instead of being the normal mound of..."friendly" snow that he usually was, his ice spike and talons were extended, and had changed from Elsa's glowing blue to blood-red. The snow golem was scratching at his head grumbling and roaring in frustration.

"Marshmallow?" I called cautiously to get his attention, one hand on my sword.

The snow golem turned to me, blood red eye sockets burning into me. His lips curled up, revealing eerily red ice fangs. A deep growl from his chest caused the snow around him to vibrate softly. The giant shifted to face both shoulders at me, and his claws and back spikes grew slightly.

"Hey pal," I tried to reason with him. "Don't you remember me? It's me James, Elsa's husband."

That didn't seem to help Marshmallow at all. In fact, it seemed to make him angrier. He smacked his head a few times, then charged me; fangs and talons bared.

I rolled to one side as Marshmallow rushed past me. I drew my sword. Marshmallow turned towards me once again, I threw my free hand forward, a blast of blue magic formed a thick magic wall and forced the golem back.

"Marshmallow stop! I don't want to hurt you!"

Once again, he ignored me and charged. This time I rolled in between his legs, swinging my sword in a horizontal arc, slicing his legs off. Marshmallow fell on his face, spitting out snow and dirt, still growling.

"Please, don't get back up." I begged, knowing it was useless.

The snow golem pushed himself up. I didn't have time to keep fighting him, the problem was obviously something wrong with Elsa, I needed to find her as soon as possible. I climbed onto the giant's back and plunged my sword down into Marshmallow's back, and at the same time I called a bolt of lightning down onto the pommel of the sword, coursing into the snow creature.

The snow golem roared in pain, arching his back, lightning making his ice bones glow brightly through his snow skin, before lying face first in the snow, only breathing slightly. I pulled my blade out and walked around to face Marshmallow.

The creature seemed back to normal, the red coloring and extra ice fangs had gone away, replaced with his normal features. He looked tired, but somewhat happy to be back to normal. I squatted to face him on his level.

"I'm sorry, Marshmallow." I said. "But I have to find Elsa? Do you know where mommy is?"

The creature nodded his head. "Momma sick in head. She with bad pappa."

"Bad pappa..." I repeated, coming to the sick revelation. "Marshmallow, is Elsa with Damien? Where is she?"

"She in warm place. Angry one in home." Marshmallow managed.

Then, the lovable snow creature closed its eyes and turned into a mound of snow.

"Marshmallow? Marshmallow?!" I said, shifting around the snow. I bowed my head, I had just killed one of Elsa's first friends.

I looked up at the ice palace, someone was in there. I stood up and slowly walked up the bridge. The doors were locked, but I forced them open. Inside, the palace was still the same, just the way Elsa and I left it before the Spring Festival. I heard a sound from the lower levels.

Sword at the ready I stalked towards the stairs. The door to the secret chamber Elsa and I had built was closed, and on closer inspection I found it was locked. My patience was worn thin, I had just accidentally killed a friend, and found out my wife was sick in the head and hanging out with my evil cousin. I scowled and kicked the door. Instead of my leg being stopped, or punching a whole through the door, the entire door was forced in. The hinges and lock breaking cleanly in pieces, and the door thudding ominously on the floor.

I froze in the doorway. Sitting with their backs against the Arendelle diagram table, Anna and Kristoff looked up tiredly at me.

"Hey James, glad you could make it." Anna joked slightly, her voice rough and pained. "Boy, have you missed a bunch."