Heated Ice (Helsa)

Chapter Twenty-One: Bloody Noses

Elsa walked happily down the hallway, hearing rummaging around and something made of glass break. She looked around frantically and ran down the halls where the sound came from. She came into the hallway near the dining room to find Hans on top of Alan, punching him and both of them were fighting each other.

"Hans!" Elsa yelled, she picked the bottom of her dress up and ran down the hallway to stop them from fighting. She came up to them and pushed Hans off of Alan and pulled Hans up to his feet. "What are you two doing?!" She yelled and looked at Hans, his cheek was beginning to purple and would eventually turn into a full bruise soon enough and his nose was bleeding. "Oh, Hans, you're bleeding!" She said and held onto his arms while he tilted his head back so the blood wouldn't pour out anymore. "Alan?" Elsa said and turned around, she looked down and Alan was still laying on the floor, practically unconscious. "Hans! You knocked him out completely!" She yelled and tried picking Alan up but he was too heavy.

"Elsa, I was defending you." Hans said and looked down at his brother momentarily and felt more blood rush to his nose so he titled his head back again. "He needs to leave."

"Well, he's not leaving anytime soon until his injuries are fixed up and he's healthy."

"He's just fine." Hans scoffed and still held his head back. "Why are you worrying about him so much anyway? He's just trash."

"He's a guest in my home, I was raised that you treat every guest correctly and respectively. Also, he's on the floor unconscious." She snapped and looked around for a guard. "I'll be back, I need to find someone to carry him to the infirmary." She said quickly and stalked off towards another hallway where a guard might have been. "Excuse me? I need your help taking a man to the infirmary." She said to a guard that was patrolling the halls.

"Yes, your Majesty." He nodded and they rushed back to Alan. He was still laying on the ground but now was groaning in pain. "I'll take him and keep you both informed on his health from what the doctor tells me."

"Thank you." Elsa nodded and watched as he slung Alan over his shoulder and carried him down the hallway and out of sight. "Let's get your nose cleaned up first but I'm still very hungry and we'll talk about what happened while we eat." She said, crossing her arms and walked down the hallway beside Hans. They walked down to a powder room and Elsa had Hans sit down on the bench. She wet a small washcloth and began removing the blood from his face and nose then rubbed slightly at the bruise.

"Ouch!" Hans yelped and held his cheek where the bruise was forming. "I think my nose is done bleeding though."

"Good." Elsa nodded and looked down at the bloody washcloth. "I say we go eat then." She tossed the washcloth into a small clothes basket and looked back at Hans.

"Alright." Hans nodded and stood up from the bench. "May I?" He asked and touched Elsa's hand.

"You know you shouldn't have to ask." She said and took his hand in hers, still slightly irritated at the incident.