Little Things (Helsa)

Cold Reality

(ELSA)

I had nightmares all night long. At first it was Hans trying to hurt Anna, but then it quickly shifted to us kissing. It was all so strange. I was enjoying kissing him, surprisingly, when I felt a sharp jab in my ribs. Dream me let a little gasp out and Hans smiled devilishly. I looked down and saw his hand on a blade that was deep into my side. He just as quickly jerked it out and blood started pouring. The pain wasn't horrible; the sight was. Hans walked to the corner of what seemed to be a throne room. My vision was becoming fuzzy, and right before my eyes closed I saw him sit on a throne, holding a scepter and my crown. Dream me passed out, and as the nightmare was changing I could only hear Hans laughing in the background.

My dream had changed to a warm sunny day. There was a slight breeze, and I was laying in the shade of the stables. I looked around and listened to see if anyone was around. I heard someone struggling in one of the stable rooms, so I snuck in and peaked through a window. I almost screamed when I saw it. Anna was against a wall with a hand on her throat. She was starting to turn blue, so I charged through the door. The hand let Anna go and she crashed to the floor. I positioned my hands to freeze the man if he tried anything. He turned around, and I saw Hans. I flinched, and he held his hand out as if I should be afraid. It was almost like he was challenging me. I didn't waste any time however, and immediately tried to freeze him on the spot. However, my effort was just that; a try. My powers wouldn't work! Was this my dream or Hans controlling me?

He walked over to me, since I had nothing to defend myself with. It seemed like he was going to kiss me, but of course that didn't happen. He whispered, "Elsa... If only there was someone out there who could love a monster like you..." And with that I felt a jarring pain through my whole body. I kept my eyes fixed on him; seeing how he would react. Hans simply smiled at me as if he were proud of what he had done. I quickly glimpsed down and saw the poisoned blade that had ripped me open. There wasn't much blood, but the vile smell from the poison was enough to make me want to throw up. I looked back at Hans who had picked my sister up. She was out cold, so he put his arm around her neck. I could feel myself slipping away at this point, and my vision turning black. Once I could no longer see, dream me heard a crack, which I assumed to be Anna neck breaking. At that moment, I sprung out of bed.

I must have made some serious noise because Hendricks came running to my door, knocking furiously. I rushed to open it and he almost burst in. "Your majesty, are you alright?!" I tried to smile, but could only manage to not cry. I quickly said, "Yes, I'm alright. I've just been having nightmares recently. I will not be joining the prisoner in the morning for breakfast, if you would send someone to tell him in the morning. And if you could also just have a tray sent to my room for breakfast." I tried calming myself down enough so I could have Hendricks leave. He nodded politely and left, leaving me alone. I climbed back into bed and tried to sleep, but every time my eyes closed I could only see Hans trying to kill my sister and I. What was I going to do..?

(HANS)

I had slept in quite a bit, and only woke because the guard had brought in my breakfast. I sat up a little and asked if the queen would be coming soon. The guard just said, "The queen isn't feeling well, she will not be here this morning or at lunch." He walked out and I was left to myself. I had been looking forward to seeing her after our night by ourselves. I was almost sure she was starting to believe in my love for her, and that made me very happy. I couldn't help but wonder why she wasn't feeling well. Maybe she just needed to take a day off from all the work she did. I put a smile on my face and decided I would start a new drawing to keep me busy.

The day dragged on, and it seemed like almost an eternity. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. A few days ago time seemed to pass so quickly, but one day without Elsa had almost been torture. I got through the whole day alone, but when the guard brought my dinner in I asked about Elsa. He wouldn't answer me at first, so I refused to eat unless I talked to her. He looked torn, but left the cell rather quickly. Half an hour later Elsa stormed in, and slapped me right across the face. I was almost shocked. She had been so loving before, and now it was almost a new hatred burning in her eyes. She yelled at me, "Don't you ever blackmail me into doing things for you. You're lucky to still be alive, don't get too cocky. I will not be joining you for meals anymore. If you choose to not eat I will have men force feed you, and I'm sure you don't want that. Are you really so pathetic that you'll give up your own life just to spite me!?" She didn't even give me a chance to respond, and she just stormed out of the cell. The guard and I made awkward eye contact before he locked the door and walked away.

(ELSA)

Hans infuriated me sometimes. It was like he thought he was still a prince and deserved special treatment. I could have frozen him right on the spot so I could shove the food in his face myself. Today had not been my day. I had been jumpy and not eating much. The staff noticed and Hendricks came forward to ask if I was alright. He was the only one who knew about my nightmares. He was almost like a father to me, but I shrugged him off and said I was alright. I struggled to finish my paperwork; wanting some company but no one was there. I wished Anna would get back from her honeymoon soon, but she still had another two weeks at least. I couldn't get the image of Hans choking her out of my mind. I couldn't forget the pain from his blade. I couldn't believe how much I had trusted him during his time here. I had become attached, and I needed to seriously distance myself. I decided his trial would begin in two days, and I would stay away from him as much as possible. He couldn't die in two days if he went on strike from food, and maybe after the jury made a decision he would eat again. But I promised myself I would never allow myself to trust him. If he could get in my head in just three days he could do so much damage to my kingdom, and I was not willing to give him a chance to do so.