A Twist Of Fate

Chapter 35

A/N: this, my darlings, is the last chapter for this book😭 it's been so fun to write and I love knowing you all enjoyed it so much! But don't worry, if y'all want a sequel, I'd be happy to oblige! 😄 because don't forget the secret Hans told Olaf 😏 I hope you love the final chapter of Twist Of Fate 💕

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Elsa and Hans stood side by side, fingers laced together, watching the boat leave to take Rolf back to the Southern Isle for his trial.

"I'm glad he's finally gone." Hans murmured as the ship disappeared.

"So am I," Elsa turned around and embraced the prince, to which he in return wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in the crook of her neck, nuzzling her hair gently.

"He can't hurt you.." Elsa turned her head to place a sweet, long kiss on his cheek.

"I love you so much." Hans pulled back slightly and smiled down at the Queen. Elsa giggled and squeezed his hand. "The feeling is mutual."

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Elsa and Hans stepped out of the bath together, drying off with towels, laughing, blushing, and talking.

"I've always loved warm baths.. now they're perfect, with you.." Elsa wrinkled her nose playfully and Hans chuckled, kissing behind her ear. Elsa sighed happily, shrugging on a robe, while Hans put on a pair of comfortable pants.

"How many months has it been? Sense you came here?" Elsa turned to face Hans, who thought for only a moment before answering. "Almost four months," He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her flush against his chest. "The best four months of my life, I might add." He grinned along with his love, who in return placed her small, cool hands on his bare chest, the one she loved to muzzle into at night; it was so warm..

Elsa's mouth was suddenly captured by Hans', his warm lips massaging hers. The Queen melted in his strong hold, humming softly as her hands snaked around his neck.

This kiss lasted longer than a formal peck or a caring, sleepy one. By the time the two finally pulled away for longer than a second, Elsa had already been pushed against a bedpost, hair was mussed, and tongues had been shoved down each other's throats more than countable.

"I want you." Hans breathed, cupping Elsa's face in his hands. "I need you. It's- it's just when I'm with you like that, there's just nothing else in the world. Only us." His thumb brushed over her kiss swollen bottom lip as Elsa smiled lovingly, brightly. "My perfect love.. I feel the exact same."

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Seated at the edge of the bed, Hans watched as Elsa's robe slowly fell from her slim, milky figure. She looked over her shoulder at the prince, locks falling over her shoulder, blue eyes beaconing him to her. This was only the third time he saw her, and it had yet to stop amazing him.

"My goddess.." Hans moved her hair to the front of her and left long, wet kisses down her back, stopping at her hip bone before slowly going back up again to kiss at her shoulders. Slowly turning around, Elsa looked up at him with curious but loving eyes.

"Come, my love. Be with me."

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Later, in the silent, dark of night, Elsa Arendelle and Hans Westergard held each other after many rounds of lavishing and loving each other. Elsa was the first to break the silence after they caught their breaths.

"Lavenders blue, dilly dilly.."

Hans turned his head, connecting eyes with the Queen.

"Lavenders green." He echoed.

"When I am Queen dilly dilly,"

"I'll be your King."