Of Frozen Bitterness

Two; What Then

Elsa wasn't sure whether it was a notion of dominating Arendelle or love that Hans told her. But either way it, it made her irk and falter at the same time. She doesn't really know who or what Hans is like. According to Anna, he was vibrant and fit for a King. But as soon as she found out that he lied about Anna dying and that he had let the "act of true love" slip off like it was nothing - Elsa had everything on who Hans really is. He's a sadistic bastard who cares only about himself and he only desires to take over Arendelle.

There was no way in any heaping hell was she going to let him get close to taking over her Arendelle.

"Hans..." She trailed off stiffly before balling her hands into fists. The frost was beginning to settle, so cold that it made chills run down her spine. "I'm sorry you have to go through this, but..."

"But?" Hans prompted.

It looked as if it was a flurry of quick movements. As Elsa waved her hand before Hans, he was immediately thrown out of the open window just behind them. She ran over to the window and looked down at the damage she's done. Apparently, Hans had landed on a pile of snow and was already shaking underneath the cold. He looked up with window with his smoldering face and Elsa rolled her eyes at it.

"So how's the snow?" Elsa asks in mock delight.

Hans wrapped his arms around himself as he tries to get up from the snow. "Pretty cold. A lot like you, I should say!"

Elsa put a hand on her chest, looking as if it was a compliment. She smiled devilishly at him as she yelled, "Thank you! Now don't come back with you and your... whatever you just told me while you were still... not freezing."

"But I meant it!" Hans almost sounded like he was whining, which almost made Elsa smile. Almost.

With another wave of her hand, she let the window close as she headed back towards the grand hall. Only very limited people attended the said funeral. There were other royals from different kingdoms, the palace's helpers, the maids and the staff and care takers that have helped her and Anna grow into the person they are now the moment she and her sister found out that their parents had died.

Earlier that very winter morning, the Duke of Weselton arrived. Elsa didn't know what idiot had allowed him in, but he was fortunate not to have been thrown out the window like Hans was. He was the first person to call her a monster, which had caused her to run away and make her own ice palace. The thought of it was too repulsive, that she had to send guards to escort the duke out of the palace whilst being tempted to freeze him.

As she stares at Anna's frozen state, she can see most of the staff crying, sniffing and wiping off their tears. Elsa was very much tempted to shed her tears as well, but she had done that already far too many times... just not to the point of touching Anna. It was her fault that her sister is dead. She wasn't even sure how these people inside the grand hall still trust her, even if the entire kingdom finds her a monster thanks to her showcase of powers during her coronation night and the Duke of Weselton's accusations to create an uprising against her. But then again, her parents limited the amount of people to work in the palace and they've all seen what Elsa can do. Perhaps only the closest of people can understand her. And now, the only person that truly understood her was gone... all thanks to her stupid powers.

Elsa's musings were distracted by someone pulling at the bottom of her black dress. When she looked down, she almost jumped in surprise to see Pabbie, the elderly troll and two other trolls with him.

"I'm sorry to come in a state like this, your highness." Pabbie said as the two other trolls bowed in respect.

"It's alright, Pabbie. Anna would have appreciated you coming." Elsa said as she nodded towards her sister.