It was winter, not my favorite season, but I felt more comfortable. Arendelle was beautiful this time of the year, he natural snow surrounding the city was more joyful than the winter brought on by me years ago. It had been 4 1/2 years in fact. Time has gone by so quickly, it seems almost like it was yesterday that Anna came to me asking for my blessing of her and... his... marriage. My eyes go to the 4-year-old paper on my bedside table. I haven't had a day where I did not think of him, or read that letter.

Hans of the Southern Isles. Though now it is just Hans. After the Great Thaw, we had sent Hans home in shackles. And months after I had received a letter from King Herald, Hans' father.

Queen Elsa of Arendelle,

No words could truly express the sorrow and humiliation my Queen and I feel for the events that unfolded in your kingdom. Hans has undergone a trial and has received his punishment for treason and attempt of murder to you and your sister. He has no name, he has nothing to call his own except for his cell where he will rot his life away. Although he's been stripped of his title and disowned by the royal family, I could not bring myself to kill him.

He is my son and though he has done much evil I still love him in the deepest parts of my heart. I am sorry, but he will no longer be your threat. I understand the reasons for no longer trading with The Southern Isles, so I wish you and your kingdom well.

Again... we are truly sorry.

- King Herald of the Southern Isles

After receiving the letter, I had undergone a series of emotions. Anger, towards the man who tried to take my life... not only my life, but my sister's life as well. I then had feelings of content. Content knowing that this... beast... had got what he deserved, the rest of his life in seclusion, thinking about his crimes, stripped of his name and honor. I had also felt guilt for striking down the trade agreement with the Southern Isles... for it was not the King and Queens fault for their son's crimes.

But it was the last feeling that surprised me. It is one I still feel today, and it is sadness. In my mind I can see the man who was once a small boy, longing for a place in this world. Wanting the love from his brothers, and quite possibly his parents who were juggling 13 children and a kingdom to rule. Loneliness. That was something I could relate to. I kept the letter because I could not get Hans out of my mind after that.

I stood by the window in my chambers peering out in to the courtyard. We just had a heavy snowfall and the pure powdery white covered everything. My eyes fell on the two people in the courtyard.

Kristoff and Anna took their vows this past summer. It was a joyous occasion. The town was in celebration for days. However, there was gossip going around as well.

"When will our queen wed?"

"The princess has wed before the queen... must be humiliating."

"Alone again... the poor thing."

It was all talk. No one was happier then I for my sister, and I wanted to show the kingdom, and really the world, that I did not need a man by my side to rule a flourishing country.

Anna was happy and that was the most beautiful thing of all.

Watching the couple in the courtyard made me feel a pull in my chest...

Longing... yes that was what was pulling at me. I wanted what she had. I wanted someone to touch me and hold me. I wanted someone to laugh with and just sit in a comfortable silence where no words are needed to show that they will always be right there with me. Yes, that was what I really wanted.

I touched the window I was staring at and the window frosted over in the small area where my hand was.

I removed my hand.

No one wanted me however. The fear of being frozen was what crossed their minds. No one wants to be with a person they fear. I know I wouldn't.

My mind then goes to an image of a man with medium red hair and beautiful green eyes that looked like they were carved from emeralds. A small smirk that could melt icebergs. A man who just had a regal presence about him.

My heart raced. I was thinking of Hans again. I shook my head of the thoughts of him and walked over to the bedside table and picked up the other papers on it. It was a Trade Agreement that I had written up today. And tomorrow I have decided to hand deliver it to the Southern Isles.

Hello everyone. I have come back to Fanfiction to deliver new stories to you all. I have become obsessed with Helsa in the last year. So. I decided to write my own. I honestly don't know where the story is going. I am just winging it. Though if you have read my other stories (though you probably haven't because that is something completely different from this haha) then you know I love lemon. And I at least plan on having a lot of it in this story.