It took several days, but the tauntaun
seemed to know where he was going. The woods thinned out the next
day, then ended all together. They were in a sparkling world of ice
cliffs and snow mountains, surrounded by nothing but blinding
whiteness. A blizzard whipped around their faces, causing Leia to
pull up the fur wrap she'd taken from the robbers' castle around all
but her eyes. It didn't seem to faze the tauntaun, which just kept
running.
The shaggy beast finally stopped in
front of a great gate made of pearly crystal that seemed to go on for
miles. It opened with a creak as a larger sleigh trimmed with silver
and fine white crystal trotted out, pulled by six tauntaun that were
easily twice the size of their friend. Leia observed the slender
silhouette of a woman wrapped in white velvet and fur seated in the
back of the vehicle. The gates were left open, just a tiny bit.
“That must be her.” Leia peered out
first. “Looks like it should be ok. We just have to find Luke and
get out of here.”
“Easier said than done. Chewie,”
Han gave his buddy a nudge, “go open those gates.” Han took the
reins, driving the repulsor-sleigh into the courtyard as soon as his
big furry friend pushed them aside. He drove the tauntaun into a
smaller building that held parts and looked like it normally housed
Frostra's sleigh. Leia gave their friend a pat and the last of the
dried meat before they crept through the thick blocks of ice that
passed for doors.
The Snow Queen's castle was massive and
very cold. Leia couldn't help thinking it was also very lonely. No
wonder Frostra had wanted Luke to remain with her. There was barely
anything in the sharp icicle towers but ice and snow. No pictures or
maps or knick-knacks, or even much furniture. Their footsteps
squeaked on icy crystal floors, and they made the only noise in the
entire castle other than the howling wind outside. It was beautiful
and as empty as a tomb.
“Is it colder in here than out here,”
Han grumbled, “or is it just me?” Chewie barked, holding out his
bowcaster. “Yeah, I don't like this either, buddy. It seems kind of
strange that they just abandoned the place like this.”
Leia tugged at her fur wrap. Even it
couldn't keep out the chill that seeped into her bones. “We'll keep
looking. Luke has to be here somewhere. I didn't see him in the
sleigh. Besides, I can feel him.”
“I can feel it?” Han scrunched up
his nose. “What the hell does that mean, Your Worship?”
They stepped into the largest room,
likely the Queen's throne room, from the dully glowing seat made of
blue ice in the back. “I know because...” She'd no sooner opened
her mouth than a familiar figure hunched next to the chair, grumbling
over a pile of colored tiles, came into view. “Luke!”
He didn't even look up at the sound of
his name, or when Leia rushed to his side. “Luke, are you ok? What
happened?” She gasped when he looked up at her. “Your skin...”
“Kid...Luke?” Han rushed over with
Chewie, only to stop short when he saw his friend. “Kid, you're
blue. As in bright blue. As in, not a color that normally occurs in
humans blue.” Chewie's long, low growl was full of concern. His
friend rolled his eyes. “I'm well aware that the blue tint is a
good sign that he should have frozen to death by now. What I'd like
to know is, how did he stay alive?”
Luke finally looked away from his
tiles...and the icy lack of emotion in his eyes shocked Leia more
than the anger in his expression. “Who are you? Who let you in? Go
away, or I'll get my Snow Queen to turn you all into snowflakes!”
“Luke, it's us!” Leia tried to
blink back the tears in her eyes. “Don't you know us? What has she
done to you?”
“Nothing. I don't know you, and I
don't care.” Luke shoved her into the snow. “Go away! I'm busy. I
have to solve this before Queen Frostra returns from the City.”
“Solve what?” Han frowned. “Luke,
what's going on?” He nodded at the door. “Chewie, go keep a look
out for that Snow Queen. We'll take care of the kid.” Chewie barked
again, but he did return to the door, giving Luke one last concerned
growl as he did.
“Luke, please!” Leia threw her fur
cloak around him. “We've come all this way to rescue you!”
“I don't need rescuing.” The frozen
youth didn't even look at her. “I need you to go away, so I can
figure this out.”
Han dropped to his knees on his other
side. “Looks tough, kid. I used to be pretty good at puzzles. Maybe
Her Worship and I can help you out.”
Luke's blue eyes narrowed at him. “I
don't need anyone's help.”
“I'm not bad with puzzles, either. I
used to do them all the time when I lived...well, when I had the time
for things like that.” Leia pushed one of the scarlet tiles to the
edges, where it settled into the ice with a click. “Looks like this
is where this piece goes.”
Han's finger moved a larger, more
jagged red piece against it. “And this one goes here.”
“And I think this one goes here.”
The young Jedi gave Leia his first small smile she'd seen since they
arrived. He moved another red one against Han's. “And I think this
one goes here.”
It took them nearly a hour of pushing
tiles across ice on their knees, but the trio finally figured out the
puzzle. Luke got the last green piece into place. “It's words,”
he exclaimed. “'Friendship melts the ice of the universe and warms
the heart and soul of the galaxy.”
“Luke?” The princess put an arm
around her friend as he started crying. “Luke, are you ok?”
“Yeah. I think...I am now.” As the
tears gushed down Luke's cheeks, they gradually regained their
regular pinkish-tan color. His eyes deepened to sky blue and lost the
icy indifference. When he blinked, she noticed a bit of glass flutter
from his eye, where it had been lodged. “Oh Leia, what have I done?
What did I do?” He flung himself into her arms, sobbing heavily on
her shoulder.
“I don't think it's entirely your
fault, kid.” Han brushed the sliver of glass from his eye. “You
had this stuck in there. Probably those dumb trolls and their
tricks.”
Leia nodded. “That's what we heard
when we were at Lady Gerda's. We were right at the foot of the
mountain. Most trolls live in caves in mountains and hills. They may
have been right behind us.”
“Can we go home now?” Luke was
shivering from top to bottom in Leia's arms. “I'm freezing! I don't
think I'll ever get warm. Besides, the Queen told me I would be my
own master if I solved the puzzle. She didn't say anything about
having help to do it.”
“I still haven't met Queen Frostra.”
She rubbed her hands as the three of them got to their feet. “I
need to talk to her about joining the Alliance. That's why we came in
the first place.”
They didn't hear Chewie's bark and the
sound of feet in icy armor until it was in back of them. “She's
here now, Your Highness.” They all whirled around...to find
themselves face-to-face with Queen Frostra, in all her pale crystal
and velvet magnificence. The head of Norweden was even more icily
gorgeous than in her holo-portrait. Her creamy white waves went down
her back, framing long lashes and a crown made of thin icicles. “I
went to the City and the Summer Lands to find you, but it seems
you've already found my home.”
“Your Majesty.” Leia bowed before
her. “We're here to ask only two things. One, that you restore
Commander Skywalker to us. And two, that you consider joining the
Rebel Alliance. Commander Skywalker is of absolute importance to our
mission, and we need all the manpower, supplies, and weapons we can
get.”
Frostra took Luke's hand, giving him
her thin smile. “My boy, I told you that when you solved the
puzzle, you would be your own master. You may do whatever you wish.”
A soft sigh escaped her lips. “I wish I could keep you, but I
talked to Zoma when I was out. I just came back from her home, in
fact. I think it's time we both stopped hiding. We'd be less lonely
if we spent more time among our people and with Lady Gerda and the
other members of the court and less in our own little worlds.”
“So,” the princess pushed, “you'll
join us?”
Frostra nodded. “I'll have to talk to
my Court and my sisters and brothers-in-law to make it official, but
yes. Norweden needs to stop hiding, too. It'll be worth the losses if
we can help you eliminate people like Vader and his Emperor who don't
understand how important people are to each other.”
“One more thing, Your Coldness.”
Han showed her the sliver of glass. “We think there's trolls in the
mountains behind Lady Gerda's manor house who played a little trick
on the ki...Commander Skywalker. That's what brought us up here in
the first place. We came after him.”
Chewie nodded with a curt bark as he
lifted his bowcaster. Han gave her his lopsided smirk. “Yeah, Your
Frostiness, we can take care of those guys, if you want us to. There
were a bunch of robbers back in the woods that we wouldn't mind
taking care of, either.”
“That will be completely unnecessary,
Captain Solo.” Frostra gave him a little smile of her own. “I'll
handle both the trolls and the robbers.”
“We took the tauntaun pulling our
repulsor-sleigh from the robbers.” Leia waved her hand in the
direction of the stable. “I make an offering of him. The
repulsor-sleigh really belongs to Lady Gerda, but the tauntaun is
ours.”
“I'll set him free in the wild
woods.” Frostra's smile was much gentler with Leia. “I have
plenty of my own tauntauns, and I'm sure he'd rather be among his own
kind.” She swept towards the door. “But for now, we need to talk
to my court and deal with these miscreants you've mentioned.
Indeed, that is how it happened. Queen
Frostra and twenty of her guards drove them in their repulsor-sleigh
and the Queen's, keeping the tauntaun hitched until they reached the
snowy woods again. Han unhitched him there, letting him give him a
slobbering kiss (to the amusement of the others) before bounding into
the brush.
They stopped just outside the robbers'
castle. The guards turned the Queen's carriage over to the courtyard.
“Be careful, men,” Frostra warned them. “Princess Leia and her
friends say these people are full of tricks, but they're also likely
to be quite inebriated. Bring them to the royal jail in the City.
We'll annex this building and find something to do with it, perhaps
make it a royal zoo or nature preserve, so no other thieves try to
take it as their home or bother the local wildlife.”
They continued on to Herfa and Delent's
home. They rushed out to greet them the moment they pulled into their
courtyard. “We're so glad to see you again!” Herfa gave Leia a
hug. “We were sure you'd perished, but Frostra told us that you had
gotten through safely.”
Delent had to blink several times when
he saw Luke. “You do look like me!” the young prince exclaimed.
“Only a bit shorter.”
“And you look like me!” Luke
grinned. “I've never been told I look like royalty before!” The
two were fast friends before they even went in the house, laughing
and chatting about flying and flowers.
Herfa convinced them to stay for a few
hours, just to warm themselves. She even managed to get Frostra
inside, though she insisted on not sitting too close to the fire.
“I'm glad you changed your mind, sister.” Herfa sipped her hot
dewdrop fruit cider. “I think none of us can remain neutral in this
war for much longer. It'll be worth dealing with Vader's wrath to
stop them from taking over the rest of the galaxy.”
“I agree.” Frostra took her
sister's hand and squeezed it kindly. “And Zoma and I promise to
not hide so much anymore. I barely know my people, and she's even
less familiar with them. We all rule this planet together.”
Her sister gave her a hug, nearly
spilling her hot tea on her lap. “That's all I've ever wanted.”
Luke sniffled. Delent wiped his eyes
with a woven handkerchief. Leia smiled at the two sisters. Han
grumbled about having something in his eye before Chewie handed him
one of the woven napkins and used another for his own wet eyes.
They stayed overnight, showering and
dressing in new, warmer clothing that didn't smell like tauntaun,
before taking off once again in the repulsor-sleigh. Frostra promised
her sister that they'd sit down and have a longer talk with Zoma at
the main government building in the City. Luke and Delent exchanged
holo-addresses and made their own promises to get together again
sometime.
It was two days later when they finally
pulled into the stable at Lady Gerda's house. She came out to greet
them, as lovely as ever in her blue velvet gown. “Welcome back,
Your Highness, Commander, Captain and Navigator.” Gerda curtsied
low before Frostra as Luke helped her out of the carriage. “Your
Majesty. It's an honor to have you in my home again.”
“It's an honor to be back, Lady
Gerda.” She gave her that mysterious little smile. “We have much
to discuss, including joining the Alliance. But first,” slender
fingers waved at the craggy hills behind them, “I have something I
need to do in your backyard. It seems that you have a few miscreants
causing trouble in the mountains behind your home.”
“Oh dear,” Gerda groaned, sounding
remarkably to Leia like their droid C3P0, “what have those idiot
trolls done this time?”
Han crossed his arms. “They were the
reason Luke took off. Some glass got into his eye an' made him into a
jerk.”
His young friend's cheeks turned a rosy
scarlet. “I felt this piercing in my eye, and then...I couldn't
feel. I didn't care about anything, or anyone. It was like...I
couldn't love.”
“When you cried, Luke,” Frostra
explained gently, “you washed that sliver away, along with the
spell I put on your heart.” Luke glared at her, but she put up her
hand. “I did that so you wouldn't freeze at my home. None of you
could have survived for longer than the few hours you were at my
domain if I hadn't. I do realize it was wrong to try to keep you like
a pet now. I should probably find a tame tauntaun or kittane who can
deal with the cold, or maybe take on a human apprentice to teach my
secrets to.”
“I much admired your Jedi and their
padawan/master system,” Frostra went on with a smile. “I hope you
can bring them back someday. We need more learners and teachers in
the galaxy.”
Luke returned her smile with his own
sunshine grin. “I hope so too, Your Majesty.”
They were now in the backyards, facing
the mountains. Chewie barked and pointed his bowcaster. They could
see three blurry brown figures against the soft white snow. Their
screeching arguments carried for miles and sounded like the wind
howling.
“Hold on to your hats and each
other.” Frostra put her hand to her lips. “I'll need a bit of
snow magic to take care of them.” As she blew across her hand, the
wind she created blasted across the yard, nearly knocking everyone
over. It danced across the mountains, lifting up the trolls, and
carrying them so far away, they would never be able to cause a living
soul trouble again.
“Wow!” Luke let go of Leia and
hurried over to her. “Can you teach me to do that?”
“Maybe.” Frostra took his arm,
ignoring his shiver. “If you teach me how to handle a lightsaber.
I've always wanted to learn to use one.”
Luke couldn't help smiling. “Sure!”
Leia grinned as Han and Chewie took her
arms. “Looks like I have two scruffy-looking escorts,” she
teased.
“Scruffy? Us?” Han gave her that
famous lopsided grin as Chewie let out a whuffling laugh. “Nahh.”
They all laughed as they made their way
through the snow back to Lady Gerda's home, occasionally stopping to
throw a snowball at their backs or blow a bit of snow under their
collars. Leia was glad they'd gained an ally and a friend...but more
than that, she was glad she had Luke, and Chewie, and yes, even Han.
She didn't know if they'd always be together, but they had each other
now. That was what mattered.
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