Elsa was dragged out of her cell and into a new room. One she knew hadn't been used in years. There were metal chains all over a table in the middle instruments of torture lined the walls. But the Queen was far too weak to fight back, the strongest magic she could manage to conjure was a light snowfall.
Two of the men pinned her down to the table she screamed as her legs and wrists were bent into place to fit the restraints. The third man grabbed a long blade slicing her hair long platinum hair off.
"Now our goal isn't to kill, Prince Hans wants her tortured but he wants her alive." The tallest man who went by the name of Hector spoke. He leaned over Elsa looking into her fearful eyes, he cheeks already soaked with salty tears. "Poor baby." He laughed he ran a finger down her cheek. "You really were a pretty little thing, too bad all you've been though has made such an eye sore out of you."
"Stop." Elsa moaned she wasn't strong and could hardly speak a sentence without having to stop, the broken bones made it difficult to move, much less to try and struggle to get out of her restraints. Her left shoulder was dislocated and it made her entire arm ache.
"Stop?" He laughed at her looking upon the Queen with menacing eyes. "My darling, I haven't even started."
Elsa sobbed as she felt his blade dig into her skin, he used it to trail down her arms and legs leaving long thin cuts. She shrieked, letting out and eat-shattering cry when he dug deeply into her hand. Elsa could feel the blood pouring out she could smell the metallic substance that was now caked all over her body. "Make it stop, oh, oh oh please it hurts!" Her entire body shook with immense pain.
"Oh Elsa." He chuckled "We're not done having our fun yet." The middle aged man turned to the wall and grabbed some old tools off their little rusty old hooks. One he used to dig under her fingernails the second to tear them from her fingers. As soon as she felt the sharp object embedded between her skin and the nail she tried moving her hands. Sobbing heavily while screaming at the man to stop.
"Prince Hans wants you begging for mercy." He told her "he wants you to scream for it and cry for it." Pausing he took another tool off his shelf. "I don't think we're quite there yet do you?" He asked with a maniacal smirk. He heated up the metal end on the device and gripped her chin forcing her to open her mouth, he stuck the burning metal on her tongue. Tears ran down her face as he ripped it from her mouth.
Her restraints were removed and the was brought to the far side of the room, stripped of her blue gown and given dirty rags to wear. "She doesn't even look like a servant girl, much less a Queen." The smallest man laughed "Prince Hans will be pleased with her." Elsa was no curled up and the tallest mans feet sobbing she could no longer speak but it was apparent she was begging for his mercy.
Finally it was done, the men dragged her out of the room and back into her cell. She cried in protest, every part of her body ached. "Prince Hans will be down here to see you in the morning, to see if you've changed your mind." They slammed the door locking it and leaving Elsa to her thoughts.
She sobbed clutching her little bloody hands against her chest. Mumbling and mutter to herself. "Oh, oh.. Oh.." She spoke stumbling over her words. Elsa crawled to the corner and laid on top of the pile of hay in the corner. A tiny blanket and small pillow were placed of top of it. Elsa was able to fall asleep and the rest felt so good, but after what felt like minutes Prince Hans jerked her awake. Pulling her up by her hair and having the two guards assist him in making her stand.
"Look at you, my, my they did a good job with you."
The Queen trembled in front of him. He strode over to her and gripped her chin. "I've got so many plans for you." He smirked "are you ready to help me yet?" Hans asked her.
Elsa glared at him. "Never." She breathed out weakly.
The prince growled and looked at his guards. "Torture her again, this time I don't care how much she begs, just ensure she doesn't die. She's still a part of my plans." He gave her a malicious smile before retreating out of the cellar.
Not again, Elsa thought to herself as they began dragging her out of her cell and back down the hall. Tears were already in her eyes. Speaking was harder than it ever used to be. She didn't have any strength left, none to fight, none to resist she just simply had to let things happen to her.
The Queen fell asleep, during the agonizing torture the inflicted upon her, once she woke she found herself all alone in the middle of her cell. She crawled over to the pile of hay, the most comfortable spot in her prison and went back to sleep. Rest she had been denied for so many days.
Yet her dreams were filled with visions of torture and trauma. Not even then could she manage to get away from Prince Hans and her tormentors.
"I think it's over this way." She heard a voice, her little sister. "No, no Hans wouldn't keep her so close to an exit." The other voice belonged to Kristoff.
Elsa opened her mouth to speak, but it was burnt so badly. She tried reaching out and calling for Anna. "I'm here." She mumbled "I'm here" tears ran down her face "Anna."
"What about in there?" Elsa could see kristoffs hand pointing to her cell and Anna peeking in. "No, that's not her." Anna said moving along "I guess she's not here, where could Hans be keeping her?" Anna asked "I don't know but let's get out of here before the guards wake up."
"No..." Elsa mumbled "Anna no, don't go." She tried calling after them but her words only came out as pained crying and inaudible whimpering. She curled up as tightly as she could pulling the blanket over herself. She knew nobody would be looking for her here any longer. Anna and Kristoff were her last hope of ever escaping these cells.
Elsa had no choice but to watch as her family walked away, she figured that moment was the last one she would ever see them. Her heart broke she was shattered. Everything in the room seemed to grow cold.
"Check on the girl!" One hissed waking up. Anna and Kristoff had knocked the guards out cold and they had only just woken up. "She's still there, curled up in the corner." The second guard replied. "Good, make sure Princess Anna and Kristoff don't get back onto the castle grounds."
Elsa was left alone for a few days she relished in her time away from Hans and guards who had been torturing her. She had been able to prop herself up against a wall. She perked up a little when she saw a bowl and glass shoved into her cell. Elsa crawled over to the two dishes and greedily drank the tall glass of water. It felt so good to finally have something to drink, the cool water trickled down the back of her dry throat. She then turned to the bowl of what looked like an oatmeal, no spoon was provided so she scooped it up and ate with her hands until every last bit was gone.
"Enjoying that? Aren't you?" Elsa looked up to see Hans standing over her. "Now wouldn't it be nice to have this everyday? To be fed? To have water, whenever you'd like. All you have to do is agree to help me."
"No." Elsa said softly
Hans scowled at her he bent down to her level. And grabbed her chin digging his nails deep into her skin. "I will give you one more chance to agree before I take that choice away from you."
"I am not helping you." She coughed out.
Anger grew in the princes eyes as he began throwing Elsa around the room. Kicking her in the side and stomach until she threw up all the food she'd just eaten and was covered in the vile smelling substance. "You are going to help me, Elsa wether you want to or not."
Hans grabbed Elsa roughly by her hair. She looked so different with the short blood stained locks and dirty worn rags. He grabbed one of her arms causing her to shriek in pain due to the broken bones and dislocated shoulder. Tears ran down her face staining her cheeks, but Hans didn't stop he kept pulling her alongside him.
"You there." He called to a servant lady walking along the castles corridor. "Clean up this wretched wench and bring her to her bed chambers." The ginger Prince tossed Elsa towards her carelessly. The older lady caught her and gently walked with her over to the bath.
She filled it with warm water as Elsa remained silent. Elsa was able to get a look at herself in a better light. She stared at herself in the mirror and cried. No wonder Anna didn't recognize her, she didn't even recognize herself. The Queen was covered In dirt and blood scars and cuts lined her arms. A few nails were missing from her hands and bruises decorated her tiny form in shades black and blue.
"Come on darling." The lady called helping her out of the raggedy old clothes and into the bath. "Just try and relax." She cleaned the dirt and blood off Elsa's legs and arms gently, she then washed the blood from her hair, it returned to the original platinum blonde colour. She whimpered and cried as she was cleaned, even with how gentle the lady was it still felt like her skin was being scrubbed down to the bone. She took a new cloth and cleaned Elsa's face gently. "Come on out your majesty." She said taking Elsa's arms and helping her step out as she wrapped her in a large towel drying her off.
Elsa was given a soft nightgown to wear and was visited by the doctor. "I'm going to pop your shoulder back into place." He said. Elsa nodded and held her breath the pain was far greater than she expected and she let out an agonizing scream when he put it back in place. Despite the Queens tears he continued to work on her bandaging her cuts and injuries as well as setting and casting the broken bones. Elsa soon fell fast asleep in her bedroom.
"Wake up!" Hans yelled slamming the door shut behind him locking it with a key he put into his waistcoat pocket. Elsa panicked trying to get out of bed and away from Hans. "Good morning Elsa. I trust you're doing well, now since you couldn't be 'convinced' to help me you must be 'forced' Now all of Arendelle still knows their Princess is alive and attempting to raise an army to reclaim the throne from me."
He watched Elsa as she looked at him uncomfortably "I need you as part of my plan, once you're well enough I will put a child in you and you will be forced into marriage with me. Making me king and ensuring my bloodline to the throne of Arendelle."
Elsa lunged herself at Hans. "Are you sure you want to fight me? Currently your sister and her ice harvester are in the west mountains, hiding out and raising tan army to fight against me. Families, loyalists and some of your former staff are there. You really want them to die?" He asked "If you refuse me then you can count on your little sister becoming nothing but ashes and bone. I will burn their camp to the ground, and I will personally see to the princess' death."
Elsa held her breath. "You bastard." She hissed.
Hans chuckled giving her a smirk. "Oh Elsa." He neared her tilting her chin up with two fingertips "I'm going to have so much fun with you."
Elsa debated weather or not she should refuse her food and medications in attempt to maker herself sicker but she knew that if she made one step out of line Hans would kill her sister. So she ate, and took her medicines and healed. Her bandages came off after four days, but her casts remained on. Her broken wrist the only injury left that needed healing.
Evening came on the fifth night Elsa was settling in to go to bed. "Ahh Elsa." Hans smiled walking into her bed chambers. "I see you've healed nicely."
She started breathing heavily, a light snow fell around her. "Let me remind you Elsa, if you use your magic against me, I will kill Anna, and every other living thing in her camp." Hans warned.
Elsa nodded slowly. She watched him take all his clothes off and walk towards her. He Queen turned away from him and hid her eyes. "Now you're going to co-operate and make this easy for me." He spoke softly beginning to take her nightclothes off for her. Muffled sobbing came from the young girl as he pushed her down into bed. "It won't be so bad." He looked down at her tear stained face wiping her cheeks. "You just relax." He breathing out beginning to kiss her deeply. Holding her closely to him, she squirmed slightly trying to scream in protest but she knew it would do her no good.
Hans came up for a moment. "Stop screaming love... This isn't going to end anytime soon."
After he was finished with her Prince Hans left her in the room, sobbing heavily. Elsa curled up and covered herself, shaking her pained crying echoed through the halls she knew if wasn't over, that he'd be back again tomorrow and she would have to do it all over again. With a man she despised more than anyone.
Eventually morning came and Elda recalled the horrors that occurred the previous night. After much crying the Queen pulled herself out of bed slowly. Her tiny form trembled, Hans had violated and abused her she felt dirty after what he made her do so she ran herself a bath scrubbing hard at her skin in attempt to get his scent off her. She scrubbed until her skin was red and raw. Elsa changed into fresh new clothing and crept back into the little room. She gazed upon herself in the little vanity mirror. Short hair, cut sloppy tired eyes and scarred limbs. Watching herself at that moment she knew that she would carry these moments for the rest of her life, her scars would remain as permanent reminders of what Hans had done to her.
A knock came upon the bedroom door making the Queen jump. A servant entered the room. "You're breakfast Miss." She spoke in a high pitched squeaky voice. Placing the tray on the bed. "Please eat and be ready for the Prince in two hours he will be coming to see you."
Elsa cringed she looked at the grandfather in the corner of the room. Two hours was all she had until he came back.
Elsa greedily ate her breakfast, it had been quite a while since she was given anything substantial to eat. The glass of orange juice and plate full of fruit and pancakes was more food than she had been given during her entire time locked in the cell. A mere ten minutes passed since she last glanced at the clock. Hans would be here in just under two hours.
A chill crept through her entire body. The Queen trembled and quivered in anxiousness. Wondering what he could possibly want with her at this early hour. Surely he didn't want to get into bed with her again. A lump formed within her throat she clutched her stomach feeling nauseous. Five minutes later she was in the washroom vomiting all the food she'd just eaten into a bin. She wiped her mouth on a cloth went out into the bedroom and took a few sips of last nights stale water as she sat on the unmade bed reliving her horrors of the past night. She could still smell him on her bed sheets the thoughts made her cringe. Elsa glanced up across from her as a long mirror one look in it told her more than a thousand words could ever tell.
She saw a girl, who used to be free, who used to be happy. Now she was like a caged bird. Unable to fly, her wings had been clipped, her dreams crushed. She watched herself for a moment tears sliding down her cheeks. She wondered what had happened to her, how had she managed to become this again. The young child, afraid of hurting Anna, afraid of using her magic, and locked in her room, no contact with the world outside the castle gates.