From his cell on the boat which was going to send him back to the Southern Isles, he could hear the Duke yelling at Kai outside.
"It's Weselton ! Weselton !"
This man is such a fool... He thought to himself, sighing.
What was going to happen then ? No matter what, he had no choices left but facing it, facing them.
To say the least, fear was gaining his soul. Of course, he had never planned to fail, never thought it would end up that way, in fact, never came in his mind the idea that he'd have to face his brothers again. His twelve brothers.
It's not like they were missing me...
They had never been kind or understanding to him, they never even noticed him. Excepted when they needed him to do some work for them. They never paid attention to their younger sibling, who had to grow up in loneliness, and here was the result.
What would I give not to ever see their creepy faces...
What had he become ? People had been hateful to him during his childhood - even people of his own family - and then he remained the hated one. It looked like it was going to last until he was dead, though it wouldn't take that long.
If I only could stay here.
He never felt like this before. Was he going to miss Arendelle ?
Impossible. He shook his head at this stupid thought, trying to convince himself it wouldn't be so.
The further I will remain from this kingdom, the better I will be !
Nevertheless, he knew that nothing could be worse than being headed back to the Southern Isles. The worst punishment he could receive was being forced to see what everybody called 'his family'.
What a family ! I rather see them like torturers...
He tried not to think about this anymore, chasing away the pain these memories carried with them, and keeping his eyes as wide open as he could, afraid that if he went to sleep, he would wake up in the Southern Isles. His future was uncertain. He knew he risked being sentenced to death, as it was the punishment reserved for the traitors, though he didn't know if he was going to be hanged or beheaded. Nonetheless, deep inside of his frozen heart, he hoped that his brothers would have pity on him even if he didn't know if he had something left to fight for. He was dreaming awake. If people that cold-hearted would be living on earth, it would be them. His chances to remain alive were less, as his acts toward the Queen and Princess of Arendelle were unforgivable, or at least unforgettable.
That's it. My crime is unforgettable. I'll never see the sun again after that.
He thought about everything that happened over the last few days, and how he had never planned to do this until—
If something happens to the princess, you are all Arendelle has left—
He struggled with himself, trying to make sense of his words as he realized he had said everything he knew would have broken the two sisters. He was a monster.
Don't be the monster they fear you are !
He recalled saying those words to the Queen when she was going crazy on the Duke of Weselton's men on the North Mountain, in the ice castle she had confined herself to. That same night, when he had driven her back to Arendelle and locked her in a cell intending to kill her to steal the throne. And what was he doing ? What had he been doing ?
Being the monster they fear I am.
He was feeling so guilty then. Maybe it was the fear that was making him regret his actions. What he said to Anna, to Elsa, was just unacceptable. His heart was as cold as the North Wind.
The only frozen heart here is yours.
He held his head. Anna was right. Hers was nothing compared to his, even when her sister did hit her, freezing it. He was much more cold-hearted than the Snow Queen herself. What a shame !
As heir, Elsa was preferable, of course.
He frowned at the mere thought of his own words.
But no one was getting anywhere with her.
He had no idea how he felt toward the Queen. Was he regretting his awful acts ?
Yeah, you are right, I'm no match for Elsa, Anna.
Impossible. That couldn't be so. Hatred was growing in him as the boat started to sail away from Arendelle. He glared a last time at the kingdom he had lost everything for before turning his back to it, again chasing away the bad thoughts that were haunting his soul.
Oh Hans, if only there was someone out there who loved you.