**Chapter 6: Return to Arendelle**

The sun was setting over the horizon as the fishing boat sailed into the bustling harbor of Arendelle, its sails billowing in the gentle breeze. Iduna stood at the bow, her brown hair blowing in the wind, her coronet braid shining in the fading light. She had been at sea for days, and she was eager to set foot on dry land once more. As the boat docked, Iduna's daughters, Elsa and Anna, came running down to the harbor, their faces etched with worry and sadness. They were followed closely by their friends and advisors, who looked equally concerned. The moment Iduna stepped off the boat, Elsa and Anna flung themselves into her arms, tears of joy streaming down their faces. Iduna hugged them tightly, feeling a surge of love and relief wash over her. She had been so worried about her daughters, and she was grateful to be reunited with them. As they hugged, Iduna couldn't help but think of Agnarr, her husband, who had been swept away by the storm. She felt a pang of grief, but she pushed it aside, focusing on the joy of being reunited with her daughters. The people of Arendelle gathered around, offering condolences and words of comfort. Iduna smiled and thanked them, trying to hide her own grief. She knew that she had to be strong for Elsa and Anna, who were struggling to come to terms with the loss of their father. As they made their way back to the palace, Iduna was greeted by the familiar faces of her advisors and friends. They were all somber and subdued, reflecting the mood of the kingdom. Iduna knew that she had to be strong and lead her people through this difficult time. The palace was quiet and still, the only sound the soft rustling of servants and guards as they went about their duties. Iduna's heart ached as she walked through the empty halls, remembering the laughter and joy that had once filled them. As she entered the throne room, Iduna saw her sisters-in-law, her husband's sister, Grand Pabbie, and her family, including Hans, who had auburn hair and a charming smile. They were preparing to leave for a diplomatic visit, and Iduna was grateful for the distraction. But as she said her goodbyes, Iduna couldn't help but notice that Hans seemed a bit distracted, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for something. She smiled and waved goodbye, not noticing that Hans was accidentally left behind in the chaos. The days that followed were a blur of tears and condolences, as Iduna and her daughters tried to come to terms with their loss. Iduna knew that she had to be strong, not just for herself, but for Elsa and Anna, who were struggling to cope with the loss of their father. As they navigated the complexities of grief and mourning, Iduna couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to come, that the storm that had taken Agnarr's life was only the beginning of their troubles. Little did she know, a new storm was brewing on the horizon, one that would test her strength and courage as a queen.