Notes: Omg, this chapter is terrible. Im so sorry. Only like two things actually happen in it. Also, someone special is coming back Chapter Five ;)

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Elsa watched as an ugly servant placed and strapped a saddle to a beautiful mare. He smiled, showing off a mess of teeth and inflamed gums. She vaguely wondered if Jack actually took care of his servants, or if he was just content with replacing them whenever they got too rundown.

"Th'e you go, Miss'um," He said, words tumbling awkwardly from his mouth. "If she git hung'y, you go on an' give 'em this."

She watched him fumble to grab a fruit, but then placed a shiny red apple into her delicate hands. With a shaky smile she tucked it into the pouch on the side of the saddle and grabbed the reigns to lead the horse out.

Outside it was drizzling, but she didnt care. She swiftly mounted the horse, straightening out her skirts, but felt her heart jump when she heard her fiancé's voi

"Elsa? Where are you going?"

She smiled hesitantly to him, quickly jumping down from the creature. "I thought I would take a look at your lovely land." She trailed off, hoping she wouldn't reveal too much. Riding let her be alone in thought, let her come so close to leaving this hell and riding back to the solace of her home fields and the memories of Hans.

He placed his hands against the sides of her cheeks, ice cold against her, and placed a lingering kiss to her forehead that took everything in her will to not scrub off her face with thick disinfectants. Don't go past the Overland."

"Alright," She agreed hesitantly. What was beyond there? Either way, she wasn't going to find out.

Jack helped her back up the horse, and she straddled it tightly, hands wrapped hard against the reign.

"Take care, my love."

She looked down at him, with his piercing eyes. "Goodbye, Jack."

With a sigh, she pulled the reigns and the horse trotted off down the trail, leaving Jack with a dark expression. Left alone to her thoughts, and the steady sound of the horse hooves on hard earth, she let herself slip off into her thoughts, even if she knew it wasn't particularly healthy to keep reminiscing about her previous, happier memories.

. . .

"Whoa, wait, is this a new chapter?" Lilo interrupted. She shifted under the blankets, frowning impatiently.

"I thought you wanted to stay awake."

"Yeah, but-"

Nani waited second for her sister to find a good reason to for them to stop.

"... continue. But if I have to hear one more thing about her poor, woeful self missing Hans, I'm gonna die."

Nani smiled and picked back up from where she stopped.

. . .

While Elsa rode, she didnt bother much with where she was going or how long it would take. Her only thought was getting as far away as possible. When she noticed the sky darkening towards night, still a purple-orange on the horizon, thunder roiling from the east, and her hands sore around the reigns, she decided she should start back.

She turned the horse around, letting herself relax as they trotted back in the direction of Jacks kingdom. Her legs were sore from being locked tightly in position, and with a sigh she stopped and wobbled down and off the horse, joints moving painfully as she grabbed the reigns again tightly and walked along with the mare.

The horse whinnied, shaking it'slarge head every time she tried to pull it along. Maybe it was the thunder in the distance. She quickly pulled the apple from the pouch and held it out for the horse. "Are you hungry, girl?"

The horse pulled free from her hands, and she desperately tried to catch them before loosing her balance on the slick footing underneath her. She fell painfully on her end, watching the horse run off from her. Shaking, she stood, now cold, alone and trying not to cry.

. . .

Her feet were numb about half way down the path. Mud caked her shoes and was beginning to seep into them, into her warm stockings and inflame her cold feet.

Her hands rubbed against her arms, trying to stay warm while she shivered and shuddered against each step. The sky was almost all dark now, and promise of rain and lightning boiling over. Heavy droplets hit her face and thunder boomed somewhere off in the distance.

Up a little farther there seemed to have been a carriage crash, or something of the sorts. Two men bickered while a thin woman watched the fire douse under the heavy rain. Her long red hair waved over and down her back like a flame on her head, and her eyes were bright as she waited.

"I have never known someone so dumb!" The taller man exclaimed, pointing at the thick man. The size made her uneasy, wondering if she should double back and escape even the smallest of confrontation. But her aching legs reminded her that she didn't want to wwalk, much less any farther than she already had to. "I give you one clear instruction, and you still manage to foul that up somehow!"

"I'm sorry," The giant man apologized. The woman finally turned around to look at them

"I don't understand your fighting." She said, frowning.

"Maybe it's because you're a worthless swordsman who refuses to do her duties! Without me you would probably be delirious in some part of town, cheap scotch rotting in your stomach."

Elsa took a deep breath and began to walk past them, hoping not to draw attention. Unfortunately, a princess dressed in the finest of silks and a pretty face did not go as unnoticed as she would have preferred.

"Oh, miss, maybe you can help us, The taller man drawled. She examined them closer now. The tall man was dressed in robes and pointed and curled shoes she had never seen before, skin dark and dark hair. He was skinny and gaunt. The woman was thin as well, her hair a mess of red that at closer examination she could see was pulled back with a blue ribbon and her clothes a blue shirt and a black skirt. The giant man was just that, wearing clothes that fell apart and his hands the size of trashcan lids, despite being shorter and stout."

"Of course," She replied, hoping they'd leave her alone once they got directions. "Where are you trying to go?"

"The overland, but I think we may have been heading in the incorrect direction," The tall man replies. His grin spreads across his face. "Think you could point us in the correct one?"

Her hand wavered and she pointed down the trail she had come. "Keep that way and you should arrive there by noon if travelling by horse."

The man nodded in agreement, snapping his fingers. "Alright, well let's go then."

Before she could move to walk away, something slammed into her head and the world went dark around her.