Chapter 97

I planted a brief kiss on one of Kristoff's cheeks and then placed my hand on the other one of his cheeks.

"You are adorable, you know that?" I was making fun of him. When asked about his cuteness, Kristoff pouted and declared, "I'm not adorable! I am both handsome and lovely, strong and graceful at the same time.” He claimed that he could not keep his sad expression on for much longer. One of those genuine, sincere laughs caused the two of us to erupt into peals of laughter.

The abrupt cessation of Kristoff's laughter followed. I immediately turned my attention to him and gave him a face that suggested I was perplexed. As he abruptly clutched his side with his hand and began to slump forward, he had a look on his face that conveyed both shock and anguish.

"Kristoff?!" I inquired in a state of bewilderment and worry as I caught him in my arms, only to look behind me and see Bon standing there with a bloody knife in his hand. I was perplexed and upset. Even before I