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S omething was unquestionably off-putting this evening. – Out of place among a copious of separate things. Like the accountable thickness - which now modified the tranquility into a bisect of its usual quantity, for example. Thus, birthed the reasoning for the prodigal captain’s extended sauntering throughout the peculiarly vacated corridors of Arendelle’s renowned castle. – In most instances, he’d just inform the queen of his fulfilled duties, then proceed to leave the borough … But this time – His day would inevitably swallow a dissimilar outcome.
He was strictly fixated on adequately disclosing the motioning abnormality and toggle its origins figuratively lower into a shift of complete emptiness.-- However, what he discovered in the midst of his current passage was not what he had initially anticipated; an adolescent with locks as white as his own and eyes as luminous blue as the gentlest, calmest, of subdued oceans positioned before him as though he was waiting for someone’s attendance.-- Youthful countenance would transfigure into rigid compositions as lips twisted into a compressive line.
Why would a spirit be lingering in a place like this, he wondered? – Did Elsa perhaps befriend a deceased individual and obtusely believed she could get away by shielding him from a watchful god of death? Utterly foolish on her behalf if his assumption were that of great sincerity. -- His expeditious steps, he had been in a hurry, would cease in a proximal distance from the foreigner, digits loosely folded, chest heaved, and teal eyes piercingly analyzing their frontal objective. “ You there, with the grisly stick! -- State your business! Why are you roaming inside this prohibited royal estate!? “ he inquires, timbre callous and evidently uninviting.
