"Princess Merida of DunBroch. Chief Hiccup and Lady Astrid of Berk," Gobber announces as Merida boards the Berkian's lead vessel. They have sailed to DunBroch, a four day's trip with fair breezes. It is only eight days more to Arendelle.

"Nice ta meet yu," Merida says with as much politeness as she can muster. She is so excited to be headed off to war, she can't help but be a bit scatterbrained.

Rather than looking the royals in the eyes, she is looking all around the ship, thus causing her to fall face first when she trips on a rope. Hiccup and Astrid muffle laughs as she pushes herself up, red as a cherry.

"Where might ma cabins be?" she asks, embarrassed. Astrid smiles and begins to show her the way. DunBroch doesn't have a very battle worthy fleet, so all of both armies are going to fight using Berk's ships.

"See you at dinner," Hiccup calls after them.

~~S~~

"A little more to the left," Elsa instructs a group of her soldiers. They are arranging catapults.

"Elsa! Eeeeelsa!" Elsa turns her head to see what Anna wants.

"Kristoff and I can fight well enough now!" Elsa stares at her.

"I'm not going to let you fight."

"But-"

"If something happens to me, then Arendelle will need you and Kristoff. Neither of you will fight."

"But we want to help!"

"You will be. You will be encouraging the people with your optimism. A warrior queen isn't what it's made up to be. Arendelle will need someone gentler during this. And that's you."

Anna sighs and nods.

"You're right."

Then she turns and leaves, disappointed.

"But it's great that you can defend yourself if you're attacked!" Elsa calls after her. A bounce builds into her step, and Elsa smiles knowing that her remark has had its desired effect.

"Queen Elsa! Word has come that Berk's fleet is to arrive about eight days from now," Kai exclaims, running up to Elsa.

"Elsa, we have about ten days of work left," Eugene says quietly, coming up behind them.

Elsa's heart sunk. But then, she has an idea. A smile spreads across her face.

"Follow me!" she exclaims, running toward the fjord. Once there, she calms herself, and stands at ready.

She lifts her hands, and creates a large snowstorm. Then, she blows it toward the Berkian fleet. She has created foul weather for their fleet that will stall them for a good four days.

She turns and goes back to arranging catapults, leaving Kai and Eugene stunned.

There is no doubt now that Arendelle is a match for dragons.