With the fight now basically over, Jared relaxed a bit, first breathing a sigh of relief, "Okay, is anyone else starting to think we're attracting those things like a magnet?" he asked, making the suggestion sarcastically but not actually realizing how accurate the assumption really was. Heartless had always been attracted to the strong of heart, and it was those with the strongest hearts who were oft chosen to wield the Keyblade. So Jared's joking remark was shockingly on the mark without his knowing it at the time.
"Um..." started an unfamiliar voice. It was
the girl who had been riding in the sled, "...who exactly are you guys?" she had a curious, but skeptical tone about her.
"We're no one... really," answered Jared, now approaching the sandy-haired redhead, "you know... just passing through and all that, and thought we'd offer to help find you... Your Highness." at the last part he gave a quick bow to the girl he was now certain was the lost Princess Anna.
"How did you-?" the Princess began to ask, but she was cut off by the
blond man who had driven their sled.
"Uh huh..." he said skeptically, "...'Just passing through'? Yeah, right. How do I know you're not some kind of bandit gang looking to make quick money on a ransom or something?" as he talked, he was quick to put himself between the Princess and their others as if he were some kind of bodyguard.
"Kristoff!" snapped the Princess, very quickly coming out from behind him and having no intention of playing damsel in distress, "They just saved us from those...
things, and your way of thanking them is by accusing them of being bandits? Geez, did you have to practice to attain such rudeness or does it just come naturally to you?"
"Hey, I was just-"
"Actually," Jared said, "we're here because Prince Hans requested it."
"There, see?" said Anna to Kristoff with a huff, "They're here because my beloved Hans was worried about me and sent a search party. I told you he loves me!"
"Again with that?" protested Kristoff, "Look, all I said was I thought it was kind of silly to want to marry a guy you just met. Would you let it go already?"
"Er, anyway," Jared said, desperate to change the subject, "I'm Jared. This is Elim, Kasus, Serene, and Simo." he gestured to each of his friends as he introduced them, "Since we found you, Your Majesty, I must insist that you come with us. I promised to bring you home safely after all."
"Not without my sister." Anna replied quickly, "I'm not going home without her, and you can't make me."
"I never said that, Your Majesty, I simply said I wished for you to stay with us... so we could find her together."
"Oh, in that case, Kristoff and I were just about to head up this mountain. We'd be delighted if you came with us. Right?" she elbowed Kristoff in his side as she said the last part.
"Uh... right. Sure. Why not?" he said with a shrug and started digging various things out of the sled, "Here, we'll need some of this stuff to make it up. I've got a climbing kit and some rations on me, let's just hope that'll be enough. Now, if everyone could just follow me, we've got a mountain to climb."
Meanwhile, back in Arendelle, Hans was sitting at the table, about to partake in a bowl of stew when a servant came bursting in, "M'lord, something's happened!" he announced, urgency in his tone. Hans put down his spoon and looked expectantly at the servant.
"Well, what is it?" he asked, trying to keep composed but a small bit of impatience trickled through.
"It's Weselton, sir. He's gone! His men, too!"
"What? When?" asked the Prince, genuinely surprised by this news.
"Hard to say. Their rooms appear to have not been slept in, though. And a few horses from the stable are also missing."
"I only spoke to Weselton last night after the incident, he must have departed during the night while we slept." deduced the Prince, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. The
Duke of Weselton had acted most alarmed at the Queen's show of... power... at the incident. As Hans recalled, he insisted that she must be an evil witch and that they should hunt her down before she could cause any more damage. Hans had tried to reason with the man, but it seemed diplomacy was not enough to sway him from his intentions.
"Should I raise the alarm, sir? Shouldn't we go after him?" asked the Servant.
"No." said Hans coldly, "If Weselton is truly hellbent on going through with his foolish plan, then he should suffer the consequences for it."
"M'lord, what of the party you sent? Should they encounter Weselton there could be-" he was stopped by Hans raising a hand.
"There will be no need. If Thatch and his group encounter Weselton then chances are good they will set him straight... or at the very least stop him."
"Then... what should we do, sir?"
Hans shook his head, "What we've done from the start. We wait." and with that, he sent the servant away with a wave of his hand.
No alarms were sounded, no news or word spread about what had happened. As far as Arendelle was concerned, the Queen and Princess were still missing, and Hans would be the one they would have to turn to in their absence.