### Chapter 4: Return to Arendelle

The sun was setting over the horizon as Iduna's rescuers guided the fishing boat into the tranquil waters of Arendelle's fjord. The sound of seagulls filled the air, and the smell of saltwater and seaweed wafted through the boat, carrying with it a sense of familiarity and comfort. Iduna stood up, her legs wobbly from days at sea, and gazed out at the castle in the distance. Her heart swelled with a mix of emotions - sadness, relief, and a deep longing to be reunited with her daughters. As the boat docked, Iduna was met with the warm smile of a familiar face - Kristoff, the rugged mountain man and trusted friend of the royal family. His eyes, filled with concern and compassion, locked onto hers, and he rushed to help her disembark. Iduna's eyes welled up with tears as she took her first steps on dry land, her legs trembling beneath her. Kristoff wrapped a reassuring arm around her shoulders, leading her towards a waiting carriage. "Welcome back, Iduna," he said, his voice low and soothing. "We've been worried sick about you." Iduna nodded, her voice caught in her throat. She was grateful to be back, but the pain of Agnarr's loss still lingered, a heavy weight that threatened to consume her. As they rode through the streets of Arendelle, Iduna caught glimpses of her daughters, Elsa and Anna, playing in the courtyard of the castle. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw them laughing and smiling, their joy a stark contrast to her own sorrow. The carriage drew to a stop, and Iduna stepped out, her eyes fixed on her daughters. Elsa and Anna rushed to her side, their faces etched with worry and concern. "Mother!" they exclaimed in unison, wrapping their arms around her in a tight hug. Iduna held them close, tears streaming down her face as she inhaled the scent of their hair and the warmth of their bodies. In that moment, she knew she was home, and that her daughters needed her now more than ever. The pain of Agnarr's loss still lingered, but with her daughters by her side, Iduna felt a sense of strength and resilience that she hadn't felt in days. As they entered the castle, Iduna was greeted by the familiar faces of her staff and advisors, all of whom offered their condolences and support. Iduna nodded, her eyes red-rimmed, but her voice firm. "Thank you," she said. "I'm just glad to be back with my daughters." The days that followed were a blur of tears, hugs, and whispered conversations. Iduna struggled to come to terms with her loss, but with her daughters by her side, she knew she could face whatever lay ahead. As they sat together in the castle, Iduna knew that she had to be strong for Elsa and Anna, to help them navigate their own grief and uncertainty. In the silence of the night, Iduna's thoughts turned to Agnarr, and the memories they had shared. She knew that he would always be with her, in spirit and in heart, and that she would carry his legacy forward, for the sake of her daughters and the kingdom they loved. As she looked out the window, the stars twinkling like diamonds in the night sky, Iduna felt a sense of peace wash over her. She was home, and she would face the future with courage, love, and the support of her daughters. The darkness of her loss would always be a part of her, but with time, she knew that it would become a manageable ache, one that would remind her of the love they had shared, and the memories they had created together.