Featured image art “Elsa and Sora” by Arute (@ast05water)
Warning: Graphic depictions
Clad in an intimidating, all-black military uniform that accentuated her figure, Katina Romanov, princess of Russia, stepped onto Arendellian soil, from the lowered plank of Reaver, the royal Russian flagship. Her heeled boots clacked across the burning wood of Arendelle’s docks as she made her way to the ruined plaza. All around her, Arendellian landmarks were burning. Even the castle in the distance was heavily damaged.
The sky was burning red, having overcome the residual blue hues of Elsa’s magic.
Katina grinned. “Just like Purgatory,” she whispered, flicking her pink and brown, braided ponytail.
She’d waited so many years for this, ever since her father had been humiliated by Elsa and Colisa. Years of planning and gathering the Grand Dukes. More years of amassing her forces and preparing her strategy. Arendelle had fought well, and Russia had suffered immense losses as well. But now she stood on the cusp of victory, finally able to complete her promise of making Russia overlord of all Eurasia – including Europe.
And it was so worth it.Continue reading “The Battle of Arendelle, Finale”