Little Things (Helsa)

The Frozen Shoulder

(HANS)

I couldn't believe Elsa just decided to not see me anymore. She had the right, that was true; but out of nowhere? I must have done something wrong again. I was always making things worse for myself, and now she probably wouldn't defend me in court. I would die like the loner slum I was, and I deserved it. I still didn't believe she could just turn her back on me. Maybe she had decided keeping her distance was for the best. It still hurt though, realizing that my love for her would in fact never work. She could make my world heaven or hell, and it seemed she chose hell. I tried to not feel hurt but could only feel my heart falling to pieces. She had left me in a prison when I had had myself convinced she would believe in my innocence. If only I could talk to her; though since I had last seen her I doubted that would be anytime soon. All the hope that had been building in my heart had left me, and I felt more alone than I ever had since I arrived in Arendelle. 

The next two days were so slow and boring. Elsa had seen right through me; I had stopped eating. The second day for breakfast however, the guard threatened to shove the toast down my throat if I didn't eat it myself. I refused, and ended up coughing up bread crumbs the rest of the day. My cell was no longer comfortable and once again felt like prison. No matter how much time I spent drawing or enjoying the view of the harbor, Arendelle had slowed down time and I felt like I would never have a trial. I could feel my beard growing out and my clothes being worn. Finally a guard showed up and I asked if I would be able to speak with the queen. He held out a pair of handcuffs and said, "Of course you can... At your trial."

(ELSA)

I was still having nightmares about Hans. It had been three days and they had only gotten worse. I needed this trial to be over so I could have some peace once again. Everything was so complicated with Hans. I had missed him so much yet I was too scared to even go near the prison. I felt my face light up when he was walked into the court room, but then I remembered that this was his trial. He would probably be sentenced to death, and I honestly didn't know if I would overturn that verdict still. I felt that if my people truly felt he was guilty, he should be punished, but death seemed a bit extreme. I also felt that my mind would be able to relax if I knew for certain he was dead. I shamed myself for being so cynical. I knew that killing off my enemies would not solve any problems. I also knew that, whether I liked it or not, I still had feelings for him.

The nightmares had gotten worse but I could never get him off my mind. Maybe I just needed time to figure him out; how Hans worked and how he thought. Unfortunately, I had scheduled the trial so soon so I would not be able to back out of it. Now I was sitting on my throne while my counsel filed into their seats. As the last lord sat down, the judge came in, and the trial began. 

Most of the kingdom had shown up for the trial, as most of them had seen for themselves how Hans almost killed me. Many of my people felt nothing but hatred towards him. I was the only thing standing between him and a burning stake. I could feel his innocence, yet my nightmares were convincing me to sentence him. It was all I could do to sit silently in my throne. Hans walked by without a word, but when he was seated all he could do was look heartbroken at me. To him, I had turned my back on him. I would never be able to explain why I couldn't trust him; all he would know was that I ignored him and then agreed to his death sentence. That's always a great way to send off an old enemy.