Prologue:

The Queen of the Southern Isles sat and watched anxiously as her husband paced the floor of their chambers. It had been a year since Hans had disgraced his family name and nearly destroyed all ties with Arendelle forever. Although trade between the two kingdoms continued, the tension between the two was still very noticeable. Queen Elsa had been fair with the Southern Isles by keeping trade open with the realm, despite many protests from the Arendellian council, but it was obvious she was still very angry with the youngest Prince (well, former prince now) and even more frustrated with the king and queen that they did not give the Prince a proper punishment or trial for his actions. No, Elsa didn't want him dead, she wasn't that kind of person. But she had hoped he'd receive a better punishment than house arrest and stripping him of his title. After expressing her concerns to the king and queen of the Southern Isles, they began to think of a better punishment for their son that wouldn't involve execution. And since the queen had refused exile (much to her elder sons' objections), the monarchs felt lost.

The king had been pacing so much, that he had begun to wear a hole in the rug that lay beneath his feet.

His wife noticed this. "Magnus," she said, quietly.

He didn't respond. "Magnus." she said, more firmly now. King Magnus stopped and looked at his wife.

He sighed. "I don't know what to do, Lila. I've never felt more at a crossroads."

The queen stood up and walked over to her husband and put a hand on his shoulder. "I know. I feel the same. I'm just trying to understand why he felt the need to do what he did…" she trailed off.

Her king nodded and flopped down into a chair in the corner, very un-monarchy like but he didn't care. Lila sat at his feet and looked up at her conflicted husband. If only there was some way that Hans could make up his actions to the Queen and Princess of Arendelle while redeeming himself and his name…

Then it came to her. "Magnus! I have an idea!"

"What is it?" He asked, eagerly.

"We write a letter to Queen Elsa, requesting that she allow Hans back into Arendelle to apologize personally. If she agrees, I'll go with him and request a chance to speak with the queen in private and ask her if she would be willing to allow Hans to redeem himself."

Magnus encouraged his queen to continue. She took a breath. "She'll obviously want to know what I have in mind. My idea is that she place him among her people as a commoner. He'll get a job and learn to live on his own without anyone to bail him out. It will mellow him out and bring down his ego. It can allow him to earn the trust of her people and maybe even make a few genuine friendships. Once he earns their trust, maybe, just maybe, she'll allow him to prove himself to her and her sister. If he redeems himself to them, then he can redeem himself to his own people."

The king looked at his wife for what seemed like forever before he shook his head.

"Lila," he began.

"I know it's a long shot," she interrupted, "but what other choice do we have? Besides, I'm sure Queen Elsa would appreciate an apology. Please, trust me on this."

He looked into the big green eyes of his wife; the same green eyes that belonged to his youngest son. The king sighed. "Alright, send the letter. Just don't get your hopes up about anything. Her Majesty may be a fair queen but that doesn't mean that she won't turn down your offer."

"I'm willing to take the chance anyway." Queen Lila said, standing up. With her new found confidence, she left her husband sitting in his chair while she went to write the letter that would, hopefully, give her youngest son one last chance at redemption.