"I can't describe the way I'm feeling right now," Anna whispered as she looked at herself in the mirror.

"Well, what are your symptoms?" Rapunzel asked.

"Well, I don't know if I'm elated or gassy, but I'm somewhere in that zone," Anna replied and twirled.

"You look beautiful, I'm sure Mom and Dad would love your dress," Elsa told her.

Anna giggled a bit and wiped away a tear that was beginning to form, "Thank you, Elsa. Although, I am a bit worried about Kristoff. He insisted on not getting any help from any of the servants while he chose his suit."

"Would you like me to ask Eugene to check on him?" Rapunzel asked.

"Could you please? I don't want him thinking I don't trust him. He was already a bit frustrated about all the traditions I told him he needed to keep in mind while he chose his clothes," Anna explained.

"Of course, I'll be right back," Rapunzel told her as she went outside the room.

Eugene was waiting right outside the door with Olaf.

"And that's when I realized I didn't have any toes!" Olaf exclaimed and laughed.

Eugene chuckled at the end of Olaf's story.

"Sorry to interrupt, but Eugene could you please check up on Kristoff? Anna is a bit worried about what clothes he chose," Rapunzel asked him.

"Sure, but what room is he in?" Eugene asked.

"Ooo!! Ooo!! I know! I'll take you!" Olaf offered and led the way.

Eugene smiled at Rapunzel before following the sentient snowman. Olaf continue to tell random stories until a servant walked by with a plate of chocolates. Olaf's mouth watered as he looked at the tray.

"If you want, you could just tell me where Kristoff's room is and I could go by myself," Eugene suggested.

"Good idea! He's straight ahead, on the third right, and the second room on the left," Olaf told him.

"Okay, got it. Thanks," Eugene told him.

Olaf waved goodbye before running off after the servant.

"Third right, second room on the left," Eugene mumbled.

While looking for the room, he saw a small boulder rolling into a room. He rubbed his eyes, a bit confused about what he had seen. He thought it had been his imagination until he heard faint voices coming from the room through the small opening left by the unclosed door.

"I can't believe our Kristoff is getting married."

"I can't believe we made it happen."

"Altering the Princess's ex-fiance's and Kristoff's memories is the best thing we ever did."

"Shush, they might hear."

"Don't worry, they're too busy getting ready for the wedding."

"Well, I guess you're right. Can you imagine how our poor Kristoff would have ended up if we had left him with humans? A troll family is the best family I always say."

Eugene was shocked and confused, unsure of what he had witnessed. He continued to walk through the hallway when he ran into Queen Elsa.

"Oh! Prince Eugene, have you checked on Kristoff yet? I was just bringing Anna a little snack," Elsa told him and motioned toward the tray of chocolates.

"No, no I haven't. I just had a weird vision. I thought I saw some talking rocks? I don't know my mind must be playing tricks on me," he told her.

"Oh, you must be referring to the trolls. They're harmless, really," Elsa assured him.

"Trolls?" Eugene repeated and crossed his arms a bit nervously, "And what exactly is their relationship to your family if you don't mind my asking?"

"They're family friends."

"Umm, how close exactly?"

"Well, they've helped us many times and they're Kristoff's family."

"He doesn't have any human family?"

"No, he was an orphan. The trolls found him and took him in."

"And he and Anna are really happy together huh?"

"I've never seen her happier, well except for when she met HIM but it was only infatuation."

"You're referring to Prince Hans, right?"

"Yes, he seemed so nice, but he was really just cruel. Thinking about it just makes my blood boil."

Ice formed underneath Elsa's feet causing Eugene's feet to be encased in ice.
Elsa noticed and dropped the tray.

She quickly took a step back and apologized, "I'm so sorry!"

Eugene could see the fear in her eyes, so he gently held her hands. She wanted to pull away but found herself unable. She continued to look at his hands.

"It's okay, you didn't mean to."

She looked up, meeting his calming gaze. She breathed in and out, squeezed his hands, and made the ice disappeared. He smiled at her making her unable to look away from him. It was thanks to a snowflake falling in between them that she let go. She took a step back and cleared her throat.

"Sorry," she apologized again.

"Don't worry about it," he reassured her. "Now, I know that it's not my place to say, but I just overheard a conversation between the trolls, and I want to make sure I heard right. Do the trolls have any magical powers?"

"Yes, they do. They can alter memories but why is it important, is something wrong?"

Eugene breathed in and furrowed his eyebrows unsure of how to tell her something so important.