Chapter Three: Breaking Free

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"What are you doing here?!" Elsa aggressively asked taking a step foward. 

"They same way you got here, your majesty! I did not mean for this to happen!"

She sat back down on the bench, groaning, but this time, louder, and digged her feet. She created a layer of ice across the whole floor. 

"I don't want to spend my next century living like this." She took a deep breath, and layed down on the whole bench staring widely at the ceiling. 

"Elsa, you can't hog the whole bench, can you give me some room, please?" said Hans trying to push away her feet. 

"Hey! Stop it! Don't touch a lady without permission, I thought you had manners?"

"Alright, alright, sorry...for...touching you..." he sat down the ice floor, running his hands through his hair. 

He started to run his hands through the stone brick walls, and noticed how neat the pattern was. No flaws at all. He dug his fingers through one of the cracks, and to his surprise, the stone brick slid away, creating a small tunnel. He got up, and began to put his fingers in the crack above the tunnel. Its pushed away aswell, creating a big enough space for him to crawl through. 

"Elsa, lo-" he looked at her, and noticed that she was sound asleep. There were no guards to see him too. He thought as this could be the perfect time for him to escape, so he took a fire torch, and began to crawl through the bars. 

"What are you doing?" she Elsa, immediately getting up from her deep sleep. He embarrassedly crawled out. "Well, I found this tunnel...and..."

 "Was going to get out of this creepy place  without me?" She snatched the fire torch from him. "Come on, let's go before any guards come." she said beginning to crawl in the dark tunnel. He smiled at her, thinking as if she was kind of cute when she was sassy.

No Hans, don't think like that, he thought to himself. He gladly followed after her.


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