"Hans, please,"
Anna gasped weakly.
She watched Prince Hans stalk across the room, putting out all the lights, all the heat of the room.
"Stop.."
She was freezing, literally. Well, her heart was freezing.
Her sister, Queen Elsa, had frozen her heart out of panic.
Once she had struck her, Anna and Kristoff had ridden on Sven the reindeer, to the trolls. They had admitted that she would die. She needed the kiss of true love. She didn't get it. She thought that Hans loved her like she adored him but, he had used her instead.
She heard Hans talk and she lifted her head, with much pain in doing so.
"Your no match for Elsa."
Hans was now knelt in front of Anna.
"No," He took her chin, "Your no match for Elsa."
She would die here, Hans knew that, he was proud of it.
He went to the door.
"You won't get away with this!"
Hans smirked as he went to shut the door,
"I already have."
He left quietly. The door clicked, locking.