The Snow Queen 3: Fire and Ice Page #5

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I hereby pronounce her Generalissimo Gerda.

I never thanked her for

everything she did for me.

Thank you, Gerda.

It's been my pleasure,

Kai. Don't mention it.

Funny. I can almost still hear

her sweet, kind, gentle voice.

Me too. It's almost spooky-like.

Uh, did anyone think about

jumping in there to go look for me?

No, because there's no way

that you could have survived that fall.

Actually, I might beg to differ.

She's right. I've gotta try anyway.

Gerda, you're alive!

I'm so sorry I told you I didn't need you.

Forgive me, please. You were right.

I was so egotistical.

From now on, you can

call us Hansel and Gretel.

It doesn't matter now. You're my family.

Although it's only a small

one, it's all that matters.

- Brother.

- Hooray!

- Yes!

- Hooray!

Hmm.

What makes me really confused

is that how this fragile girl

can be such a brave soldier at heart.

You acted very insightfully

from the very beginning, Your Majesty.

Your grandfather would have

been really proud of you.

- You think so?

- Everyone thinks so.

What should we do with them,

throw them into the lake?

Why throw them into the lake?

Throw them into the furnace.

We'll put them all to work.

Farewell!

So this is what you asked

the wishing stone to give you?

To make the trolls present us

with this huge pile of gold?

Of course not. That must

be King Arrog's gift.

I think he's thankful that

this whole story ended up well.

And now we're sailing away.

Tell me honestly what you wished for

when you found the wishing stone.

I wished for our parents to return.

Unfortunately, the legend about

the wishing stone was a lie.

Aha.

Hmm.

Mm-mm-mm.

Father.

- Gerda.

- Kai.

- Kai.

- Gerda.

We missed you.

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