Just an idea that popped into my head after the end of Frozen. Hope you guys enjoy!


Chapter 1

"He's yours."

And with those words, my life was forever changed.

I stared up at my father, no, the King of the Southern Isles in contempt. The man was definitely no father of mine. As far as I was concerned, we were not related in any way but in name, and had not been ever since I was born. My whole life, I had thought that he never really cared about me, and this was just further validation for what I had always known. That I was nothing to him, and that he could essentially sentence me to my death without so much as a tinge of hesitation.

"Excuse me?" The blonde said with wide eyes. She clearly didn't expect to hear that, and I couldn't blame her. I mean, how often do fathers basically sell off their sons? I mean, the old man was a heartless bastard, so I wasn't really surprised, but still, it must have been a shock to someone who didn't know how the man operated. Trading and bartering was everything in the Southern Isles, and the man who ruled over them was the epitome of that thought.

I suppose that I just never thought that I was the one who was going to be traded. I guess it was funny, in some twisted way.

"Prince-er, I mean, ex-Prince Hans is nothing more than a common criminal, and I'm transferring his crimes to Arendelle, so that you may punish him as you see fit." The King said coldly, not even bothering to look at me. But after what I had lived through, I wasn't exactly hurt by the gesture. I was beyond being hurt.

"I-I see. I will do just that." Elsa stammered, still overwhelmed by the whole situation.

The man nodded, his bristling sideburns shaking with the motion of his head, "As much as I would personally like to punish the scoundrel, I fear that the Southern Isles need my presence. So I'll have to leave him to you. Good day, Queen Elsa."

"Good day, King Andersen." Elsa answered with a curt nod of her own before she turned her attention back to me, her blue eyes boring icily into me. I wouldn't have been surprised if I was turned into an ice sculpture right then and there. But I guess that wasn't exactly in her range of abilities, because I was very much still alive and breathing when I was roughly pulled to my feet by two guards, so that I was standing straight in front of Elsa.

"You definitely have a lot to answer for." She said, eyes darting to Anna, who had been watching the entire exchange with a death glare, which I guess I deserved. It's not like that I really cared though. I did what I had to do, and I don't regret it. In the Southern Isles, I never would have sniffed the throne, but in Arendelle, I was powerful. Even if it was only for a short while, it was worth every lie I had to tell.

If only that damn icecutter hadn't messed everything up, I would be sitting on the throne as the King of Arendelle, instead of being chained up in front of two angry sisters. But, I guess not all was lost, because even though Anna was a lost cause, Elsa was a different matter altogether.

I knew how lonely she secretly was, and I knew that I could take advantage of it. As far as I knew, there weren't a ton of princes lining up to marry the Ice Queen, and that meant that I had a chance, however small it was. As long as I played my cards right, I could still end up on top.

"I know, and I'm ashamed of myself." I answered, dropping my head low, refusing to meet her eyes. Even though I couldn't see it, I felt Elsa's harsh glare softening, if only just a little bit, "I understand if you want to throw me in the dungeons. I deserve it for what I've done."

"Elsa. You know he's lying." Anna said, still suspiciously eyeing me. Well, I suppose she was less gullible than the last time I saw her.

"Believe what you want." I sighed, knowing that my words would give both of them pause. Anything that I could do to take advantage of their collective inexperience as rulers would be key, if I wanted to come out of this as king.

"Take him to a set of quarters for now. I'll decide his punishment tomorrow." Elsa ordered, and immediately, I was being dragged out of the room by a set of burly-looking guards, but not before I glanced back at Elsa with the most vulnerable look I could muster up.

As I saw a pang of sympathy flicker through her eyes, I silently grinned in victory. Maybe I wasn't exactly in the best position of my life, but it was still a hell of a lot closer to the throne than I had ever been in the Southern Isles.

I would thaw the Ice Queen's heart, and make her love me. It was more than I could have done as a lowly prince anyways.

As we exited the doors, I was met by the surprising sight of the King of the Southern Isles, who waved off the guards with a flick of the wrist.

Wondering exactly what was happening, I gulped as I saw the guards make themselves scarce, leaving only me with the king. Was he planning to kill me without anyone seeing? It certainly seemed possible, seeing as how he was a much larger man than myself, with broad shoulders and a powerful physique that came with his years of physical training.

"Hans." The man began, placing a meaty hand on my shoulder, "I'll be honest. I was impressed by your actions when I first heard about them. As talented as your brothers are, I doubt any of them would have been ruthless enough to make a play for the throne in a manner like you."

I flinched slightly. Was the man actually…complimenting me? Well, I guess it was a welcome change from being flat out ignored, but somehow, I felt as if there was something more to his words. He usually didn't freely dole out compliments without reason.

"And that is why I placed you here in Arendelle. We both know that the queen isn't cruel enough to sentence you to death. And beyond that, we both know that she isn't exactly attracting a large amount of suitors." He continued, while I resisted the urge to snort. So this is what he was getting to. I knew exactly what was coming.

"So that is why I want you to take advantage of the situation like I now know you can. The Southern Isles could use Arendelle's naval force if Weaseltown ever becomes too great of a threat and needs to be put down."

And there it was. As always, my father was thinking of the Southern Isles first, and of me second, but in this case, I suppose it was a good thing. I had already been planning to take over Arendelle, but now that I knew that there would be foreign aid available to me the second I could take power, it made things all the easier.

He gestured to the two guards who had now returned to my side, and only then did I notice that they didn't exactly look like most residents of Arendelle, "I've already placed some of our men in the castle, and they'll help you when they can. Don't disappoint me, Hans. This is your chance to prove yourself. Who knows? If things go smoothly, perhaps a share of the Southern Isles will be in your future. Heaven knows that your brothers could use some more motivation."

And with that, the King turned around to leave.

Well, I had to give the man credit. He certainly was every bit as calculating and cunning as a man of his stature should have been. I knew the story of his rise to power, and how he had risen over his three older brothers to snatch the throne, with nothing but pure intellect.

"All right, let's go." A guard whispered to me, although I noticed that they were being careful not to hurt me as they led me down a hall to what must have been the servant's quarters, judging by the fact that the castle's staff was gathered in the large room, filled to the brim with beds and the servants who inhabited them.

"Your bed is there." The guard informed me, pointing to a lonely cot that was set aside from the rest of the beds, which seemed to be of a much higher quality than what I was getting. As I climbed onto the squeaky mattress, I couldn't help but to miss my comfortable and lavish bed back in the Southern Isles.

Well, things would be changing soon enough anyways. And with that thought comforting me, I fell into the best sleep of my life.


Sorry, I know that was short, but I really wanted to just give a brief introduction to the motivations of Hans, since I thought that he was by far the most interesting character in Frozen aside from Elsa. I'm definitely the kind of person to write about political drama, so if that's your thing, be assured, there will be a lot of that.

However, I won't write something if no one has any interest in reading, so please, let me know your thoughts in a review or a PM, if you want to see more. Thanks for reading!