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Anna wonders around with a smile before coming to stop at a cliffs edge. Her eyes widen as she stares at the great dam her grandfather had built many years ago.

It stood tall, not a single flaw in its making as it stretched wide.

Kristoff stands near his girlfriend, his lips pulling down as he stares at the structure.

"The dam, it still stands." Anna breaths out, leaning forward slightly as she stares. "It was in Grand Pabbie's visions, but why?"

"I don't know." Kristoff answers truthfully, "But it's still in good shape, thank goodness." Anna wrinkles her nose as she turns to him.

"What do you mean?"

"Well if that dam broke, it would send a tidal wave so big, it would wash away everything on this fjord." Anna frowns deeply at this, her lips pulling together.

"Everything? But, Arendelle's on this fjord.." her partner quickly backtracks as he wraps an arm around his worried girlfriend.

"Nothings gonna happen to Arendelle, Anna, it's gonna be fine!" He reassures, bringing her in his arms and holding her tight.

His attention snaps back as Sven grunts to him, and gestures to his friend with a smirk.

Clearing his throat with a smug smirk, Kristoff reaches into his pocket, Anna's head still against his shoulder. "You know, under different circumstances, this would be a, uh, pretty romantic place, don't you think?"

"Different circumstances?" Anna questions with a frown before pulling away. "You mean like with someone else?"

Kristoff's eyes widen as he quickly grabs her hands. "What? No! No, I'm saying.." he clears his throat. "Just in case we don't make it out of here.."

"Wait, what?" The princess questions with wide eyes, her hands on his chest as she begins to become frantic. "You don't think we're gonna make it out of here?"

"No..No! I mean, no." The blonde fumbles once again for the right words. "We will make it out of here..well technically the odds are kind of complicated.."

Sven watches, slacked jawed, as his partner in crime, once again, ruins his plans at proposing.

"But my point is..in case we die." He gently grabs his paranoid girlfriends hand and begins to kneel, but grunts as she yanks him by the collar and pulls him up.

"You think we're gonna die?!"

"No! No, no, no..we will die at some point!"

"Where's Espen, where's (Y/N)?!" Quickly, Anna begins to pace around, "I swore that I wouldn't leave their side!"

Kristoff continues to ramble, and watches as his girlfriend sprints into the forest, his voice dying out. "..we will die!"

Sven comes to his side as he looks to the distance. The animal groans in worry but stops as his friend pushes his fingers against his snout and sighs.

"Don't patronize me.."

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(Y/N) smiles softly as she strolls through a clearing of leaves, Espen not to far behind her. The (H/C) women raises a brow as a chitter comes from her left, causing her to strain her eyes in that particular direction.

The king clears his throat as he fumbles with the box in his hand, it's emerald green material running past his thumb. He clears his throat. "(Y/N)?" said women hums softly, but dosnet make a move to turn around.

"These past few years have been..wonderful, with you." He says softly, his girlfriend smiling slightly. She continues to search for the noise as he hands come to the strap of her sword.

"And I feel it's time that we.." he clears his throat, his cheeks becoming warm. "Take a..different direction, with this relationship."

(Y/N) freezes at the phrasing of odd words. She turns around, and wrinkles her brows. "What is that supposed to mean?" She asks, her voice holding a slight edge to it.

Espen's cheeks quickly loose their color as he hides the box behind his back. "I-uh..I don't.." he clears his throat softly, before lifting his head and watching nervously as his girlfriend approaches him.

"What I mean is, I think that we both are heading into, uhm, different chapters in our lives." He tries again, only to stop as (Y/N)'s eyes widen.

"WHA-?!" The women shouts, but cuts herself off as she hears her voice echo through the quiet forest. Espen shrinks back at her voice, but straightens his posture as she breaths in deep.

"Espen." She starts, "If this is some..funny way of you breaking up with me, it's not very nice." She sighs out, running a hand through her hair as she bites her lips softly.

"I mean, I get it.." she chuckles sadly, "You are a king, supposed to marry a queen, not..a knight..so, I'm not mad..uhm." She feels herself begin to choke as tears plague her eyes.

The man's eyes widen like saucers at this. Quickly, Espen shoots his hands up and cups his lovers face, he brings her face close to his, their foreheads practically touching.

"You listen to me, (Y/N) (L/N)." He rasps out, his voice lower than usual, but with a slight hint nervousness.

"Only an absolute fool would break your heart. You understand?" (Y/N) nods with wide eyes.

"I have loved you since we were children and I will continue to love you until I breathe my last breath. I have loved you ever since you started writing letters to me and ever since you gave me this.." he holds up his hand, and (Y/N) watches as the ring she gifted him rested on his pinky.

"..for my seventh birthday. (Y/N)." He sighs. "You are the love of my life..you make breathing so much more easier. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.." he breaths in deep, his eyes close.

"That's why I want..that's I want to..to.." he stammers as he gently lets go of the women's face, and reaches into his back pocket and grips the box.

"I want to mar-"

"Espen?! (Y/N)!"

Both adults turn away from eachother, their eyes blurry with tears as they quickly wipe them away. Espen sniffs softly, as him and (Y/N) glance to each other.

They look away, their faces red. Anna jogs to them, her face held with a worry as she brings them both into a small hug. "There you two are." She breaths in relief.

"You guys okay?" She asks, grabbing each of their hands in hers. The two breath in deep before shoving the earlier conversation away, and nodding. "We're fine." Espen says with a small smile.

Anna smiles and nods. "Okay, good." She looks down and frowns, before turning to the two with knitted brows.

"Wait, where's Olaf?"

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