Little Things (Helsa)

What An Exciting Day

(ELSA)

Anna sure had surprised me when she came home early. I was hoping to have Hans out of prison by the time she came back. I was still happy to see her however, because I had so much to tell her about the past few weeks. I first asked how her honeymoon was and that in itself took a good hour. Kristoff had gone up to put the suitcases away and we assumed he had gone to bed after half an hour. Anna went on about how beautiful the sunrises and sunsets were, and how the vineyards seemed to stretch on forever. Then she mentioned massages and facials and spa visits and how delicious the food was. She had me starving by the time she was done! We soon ran out of things to discuss about the honeymoon and the real conversation began as she asked "So, what ever became of our villain Hans?"

I could feel her blood start to boil when I told her he was still alive. I, however, told everything as it happened and only as it happened. I made her see that she had been right; Hans had changed. She asked about the trial and I told her it had been a split decision and that I was the deciding factor. That's where she really became angered. "He's alive. Elsa. Why is he alive? Are you suggesting you declared him innocent?!?" I breathed in deeply before speaking. I knew this may divide us for a long time, but I would not lie to the only family I had left. I slowly breathed out and said one, quick, quiet word: "Yes."

That's where she stormed out of the room in tears. I couldn't say anything to make her stay and she needed time to think about what I had just told her. I could see how she thought I was crazy and in over my head, but Hans had saved my life and risked his own multiple times for my happiness. How could all that be fake? And then of course there was last night with the kissing. I knew he was true in his words. I'm not sure exactly how I knew but I did. I could feel the truth swelling inside me and becoming pure joy. But then of course I could hear my sister saying we could never be together. And as much as I hated to admit it, she was right. There was no room for Hans' and my love to prosper in Arendelle. My people would never accept such an affair and even if they did, every kingdom in the hemisphere would avoid my trade.

I would still follow through with my speech at the trial however. Hans would be set free as I had said and no one was to harm him or else face the full wrath of the ice queen. He may choose to stay here or he could go. But I knew one thing was for certain: we would never be a couple.

(ANNA)

I could hear Elsa sniffling a little in the room I had left her. I still felt bad blowing up on Hans but I knew it was the only way to get him to stay away from her. I hoped he would take my threats seriously and leave once he was set free. Otherwise I would have him hunted down and hanged. That part of my threat was true, but only if he continued to use her as he had used me. I would have no mercy on him if he thought he could get away with it again, and I had made sure he knew it.

I listened to Elsa for a few minutes to see if she would stop crying. She didn't. I felt guilt wash over me but my brain knew better. I climbed the stairs to my room and happily found my husband asleep in my bed. I changed and crawled under the covers. Kristoff woke slightly and wrapped his arms around me as he slept once again. He had formed that habit while we were in Rome and it was the cutest thing ever. It was all I could do to just lay there and let him hold me; not wanting to wake him nor being able to fall asleep.

I did finally close my eyes and start to dream, only it wasn't the good kind of dream. I was in a room full of blood and Hans wearing a crown. He looked so happy and friendly despite the down pour of blood in the room. He then quietly raised his arm with a pointed finger. I looked to where he was motioning and saw Elsa. She was dead with her eyes and mouth wide open and a sword driven through her side. She had already died and was lying still on the floor. I couldn't move a muscle in the dream. I just stood there watching.

I eventually was able to look back at Hans and he turned into this evil, horrible looking man. He then pointed the other way and I tried to not look but I was forced to. I cried out when I saw Kristoff bent over with a rope around his neck. His head sat on his shoulders oddly, as if he really had been hanged. He had bruises on his face and a big blood stain on the left side of his chest. I tried running towards him but Hans just laughed and made a mirror appear in front of me.

What I saw what terrifying. My hair was white again. My skin was starting to freeze and I felt the cold spreading all over my body once more. I woke up just as my body started to freeze and I could feel my hands getting stuck and my chest hurting and my body feeling like it was falling all over again. My chest was pounding when I woke up and I was cold all over, but I was alive.