I'm Afraid of What I'm Risking if I Follow You

Part 10

I'm Afraid of What I'm Risking if I Follow You

Chapter 10

"How dare you—" Anna took a few bold steps toward Hans, prepped to punch him again. He didn't even flinch, because—

Well, Elsa stepped right in, placing a firm hand on her sister's shoulder. "Anna, now is not the time for hostility," she said calmly.

"The hell it isn't!" she cried, trying to push Elsa aside.

Sighing, Elsa just held her hand out, and created ice underneath her sister so she'd slip back into Kristoff's arms.

"Now is not the time for hostility," she repeated, and she turned back to Hans. "And you—you did not need to be so smug."

"The look on her face was a little worth it," Hans confessed, stepping up to Elsa. "But, you're right. We're here for answers; we're not here to fight."

"What kind of answers do you need that would bring you out here?" Kristoff piped up. "I read the letter; there was nothing mentioned about the trolls."

"Letter?" Hans looked at Elsa. "What letter?"

Elsa sighed. "Obviously I had to tell Anna you were back and why," she said. Not like she owed him much of an explanation outside of that. "But I told her I could handle you myself."

"He doesn't look too threatening," said Olaf, tilting his head. I think his long hair makes him look kind of... soft."

"Elsa." Hans's eyes were plastered to Olaf. "That snowman is talking."

"Oh, I'm sorry, allow me to introduce myself—I'm Olaf, and I love warm hugs and deductive reasoning." He held a stick arm out for Hans to shake.

"Olaf, you know who that is, don't you?" Anna asked.

"Nope!" Olaf held his hand out again. "You're leaving me hanging, you know. That's kind of rude."

"Olaf, that's Prince Hans."

"That's Prince Hans?" Olaf walked around Hans and poked his leg, then looked back up at him. "He doesn't look very a threatening or irresistible."

Right—Olaf had really only heard about Hans, and hadn't really seen him, given the punch Anna landed was enough to throw him into the fjord. "Well, Olaf, we're here to find answers for him," Elsa explained. "I don't think Anna told you, but he's been hearing the voice."

But now that they had gone to Ahtohallan... "Do you still hear the voice?" she asked, looking up at him.

He nodded. "I've been ignoring it, but it's still there."

Damn. They might have found a few answers, but Elsa realized they had never gotten to the root of the problem: why the spirits weren't affecting Hans.

"Is that why you're here?" Kristoff asked. "To ask the trolls where to go? Wouldn't the Northuldra be more help?"

"There was only so much they could do," said Elsa. "They're the ones who found his destroyed transport and nursed him back to health. We found a few answers in Ahtohallan but—"

"You took him to Ahtohallan?" demanded Anna, absolutely accusatory.

"Anna, I had to—"

"You took him to Ahtohallan?" she cried again.

"Say it again; I don't think the forest heard you," Hans deadpanned.

"One more sarcastic word out of you and I'm freezing your mouth shut," Elsa warned. "You're not helping the situation, yet you're the entire reason we're here." She turned back to Anna. "I couldn't get the answers I needed quick enough from the Northuldra, so I had to take Hans to Ahtohallan. Anna—what we found is important."