Elsa shot up and ran for the door but stopped as she reached it.
She slammed her back against it and slumped onto the floor. Would she tell Eric? He needed to know...
Elsa buried her face in her hands and sobbed.
The king heard this from their chamber and walked quietly to Danny's room. He gently pushed the door open causing Elsa to stand up.
No sign of Danny. Eric took hold of his wife's hand and pulled her close.
"He's gone!" She wailed in between sobs. Eric hugged her. He felt tears running down his own face as well. He sat Elsa down on the bed and closed the window which was letting blasts of cold air into the room.
"When did you realise?" He asked her.
Elsa wiped her eyes with her sleeve. "Just now..."
Eric sat down beside her and put his arm around her.
"He will come back, Elsa" He said soothingly.
"Eric...... He won't" She sniffed. " When I left.. I never dreamed Of going back! Anna had to convince me.. and even then I wasn't sure."
He looked down.
"But you came back."
She stood up and turned away. "Eric I told you...." She put her hands on her head as if she was trying to control her thoughts. "Anna convinced me..."
"But you knew it was right!" He said firmly also standing up.
"Not... at... the...time" Elsa mumbled her voice shaking.
She clenched her fists.
Eric's eyes widened. "Calm down." He said placing his hand on hers.
"Calm down?!" She gasped, gently pushing him away. "He's gone!"
Eric winced. "Elsa, please.."
"We'll never see him again and it's all my fault!" She cried and shards of ice flew out from around her.
Eric shielded his eyes and watched as the Queen ran out of the room, her cape flying behind her.
He picked up something that had fallen out of Elsa's dress pocket.
The King wiped the crystal flakes off of it and looked closer.
It was a picture of Him, Elsa, Dylan, Elise and.... There was a tear in a part of the picture.
The part of the picture that Danny was in.
Danny woke up and brushed some snow that had lightly settled on the blankets he lay under.
He felt something uncomfortable brush against his arm.
Danny reached down and pulled out something from underneath him. It was a piece of a photo.
Along the tear-line was his hand and it was holding someone else's.
He recognized the turquoise cardigan sleeve as his little sisters.
Sighing, he placed it in his pocket and closed the zip.
The wind howled outside the small cave and flew in, causing freezing blasts of air once in a while. Out in the snow he saw faint images of him, his siblings and parents all sledding down the small mountains.
A smile spread across his face but it didn't last for long.
He tried not to be happy, He tried not to remember. He tried to forget.