An - If you had recently been reading my story (Beware her frozen heart) I'm sorry to say I will not be continuing it as it did not receive the recognition I had hoped for. This story will be a slow burn story, but with quite a lot of smut as why I'm rating it T+ for definite. Each chapter could be more aimed for maturer audiences than others, so I will state in each chapter the overall rating. If it receives enough reviews and follows/favs I will carry it on.
Disclaimer: I do not own frozen or the characters.

Chapter 1 rating: T+


"Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand, Blood and revenge are hammering in my head" - William Shakespeare


Two years after the great thaw

Love is like a war at first, isn't it? You want someone so bad that anyone who stands in your way becomes an enemy, enemies love to cause misery and guess what?! Misery loves company. Hans had always wanted a kingdom of his very own, a paradise in which he ruled. Unfortunately, two elegant royals interrupted his plans greatly and therefore he would have to make extreme precautions to change his plan enough so it worked, but also be assertive that he could manipulate all who watched his every move. It was only an innocent idea, no one was suppose to ever have any chance of dying or being in danger. Regretfully, Hans walked too far into the fire. His lust for power was over the moon and once he was near his goal, he couldn't stop. Chaos ensued, unintentional hurt and pain was caused and therefore this Prince, desperate to be known and have a place of his own was beaten by his worst enemy: lust.

Hans realised too late that he let the temptation cloud his thoughts and before too long, he was corrupted. His mind was full of hatred, anger and ambition. Until, soon he came to grips with reality that no one wants a tyrant for a King, it wouldn't be long before the guilt merged in his veins and soaked into his brain. Somewhere deep down, he was sorry. Sorry that he was so blind, sorry of how he acted, sorry he let lust overtake love and of course sorry for damaging Elsa and Anna's lives.

Just two years after the great thaw, Anna and her older sister Elsa had still been trying to move on from what happened on that awful day. The day Hans, Prince of the Southern isles, had attempted to murder Anna, blame it on Elsa, then kill her too to obtain control over Arendelle. All thought Elsa was some type of monster, a monster who would've killed her own sister for what? She had the throne at that point in her grasp. Why on earth would she have killed her sister unless she was truly a monster who had no motive.

Elsa heard news a couple months after he was shipped back to his kingdom that he would not be killed. Elsa's face struck with disappointment, how dare he not be executed over the trauma and fear he plunged into them. On the other hand, there was one piece of concrete, satisfying punishment that seemed like a marvellous idea at the time, only to be more frightening than she first depicted. As a further punishment, he would have to work as a personal assistant for his own kingdom, serving like a slave for a year. Only, then be re located to Arendelle the following year to work as long as Elsa required. The Queen did not feel comfortable at all with this suggestion as he did try to kill her and her sister too. Such a callous man deserved to be locked away forever, slowly going blind as he never would see the light of day. Elsa only assumed that gruelling back work would satisfy her taste for vengeance.

Arendelle castle

In Arendelle, Queen Elsa and countless ministers, advisers and the King of the Southern isles sat around the large dining table discussing Hans's deed. It was midday, the sun was still shining high in the sky as Anna spent countless hours that morning with her husband, Kristoff.

"We can't be certain he will accept his extra punishment," The King of the Southern Isles said unsure, sipping his drink quietly. "If that renegade doesn't agree, he will be forced here anyhow, my Queen," He assured Elsa, nodding.

"I am not comfortable with Hans serving me or my kingdom after the ordeal and chaos he provoked!" Elsa raised her voice in anger, looking around at her advisers for assistance.

"I believe it's a marvellous idea, he should pay deeply for the trouble he caused," The King nodded. "What better way than to make him a personal slave for however long you want," The King nodded with no worries, giving her and assured look, placing his chalice down harder on the table on cue.

Elsa pondered silently, as her ministers gave the King of the southern isles Elsa's point of view in a more political tone, making sure not to leave any detail she had told them a day before. She had stated clearly it would frighten Arendelle citizens, if their Queen's and Princess's near murderer was to return on supposed good will. She looked outside the window at the birds flying past. What it must be like to be free from any problems but getting hunted, you can fly away to faraway lands and do whatever you please.

Elsa wished it was easy, she wished she could simply say yes to Hans's arrival and get on with things. Yet it wasn't so difficult, yet she wasn't sure she could handle it, even with her powers under steady control.
Hans had committed a deadly crime and to come back to the place where he committed it, was like the great plague was tumbling towards them with one tick at a time.

"Do you understand the terror is could evoke on Arendelle citizens?" Her top minister, Argon gestured, staring at the King who was already pouring himself another glass of akevitt, the most popular beer in Arendelle.

"I do take into consideration every word you speak, contradicting her majesties claims of evoking an alarming apparition.." He reasoned with her. "Should he come he will not be a threat, still healing from his injuries that were his punishments," He persuaded the ministers sitting around him. "If I may add, he will be the Queen's personal assistant, this means anything in his ability, she can command him to do."

"Quite so," The ministers chimed, nodding, sipping their akevitt.

Finally it was over, Elsa agreed reluctantly hoping when the time came it wouldn't be as bad as she had earlier thought. Firstly, she had to go confront her sister and let her know of the recent turn of events to warn her in advance that Hans would be staying in Arendelle for the minimum of a whole year.

How could they make her see the man she never wanted to see...
To have him stay for the complete minimum of a drastically long year...

Anna, Princess of Arendelle was out in the castle courtyard with her husband Sir Kristoff, picking roses with her garden gloved hand, placing them in the rattan basket she carried.

Anna placed a red rose, a pink rose and a lilac shaded rose into her basket and tilted her head downwards to sniff the sweet scent of the flowers. Kristoff sat on the stone platform behind her and pulled her gently to sit beside him. Anna resisted although as she couldn't help but want to pick more flowers. Kristoff didn't let her slide as he grabbed her waist, causing her to fall into his grasp as he gently kissed the back of her neck, drawing his hand down her back.

"Kristoff!" She shouted, alarmed. "Someone will see us," She nudged him off her.

"Relax, no one is out here darling," He said pulling her close to his mouth, kissing her hard.

As much as the Princess enjoyed it, she knew in her dismay someone would've seen, so she pulled away and instead sat beside him leaning her head on his torso. Kristoff placed his hand on her head and kissed her forehead. The sun shone brightly on the garden, as Queen Elsa finally appeared outside the courtyard.

As Anna lifted her head she heard a rustling of the gate handle to the courtyard and folded her arms, "I told you someone was there!" Anna whispered angrily. "Now that's embarrassing," Anna sighed, getting up to walk over to the gate, leaving Kristoff to shrug.

Elsa opened the large black gates and surprised her sister as she gave her a sigh of relief. Elsa noticed the flowers in her basket and smiled sweetly, the flowers must've been for the Queen's ball happening tomorrow night, if they survived that long. It was the Queen's ball, a royal ball where all the highest nobility, gentry, royalty from other kingdoms would all join together and have a little fun, all dancing and discussing business mostly. It was an event that took place once every six months at the least or on occasion once every year.

Of course there were other small balls that were to take place throughout time like the Queen's masquerade ball. Any class were to attend whether they be of high nobility or low status, it did not matter. Villagers, royalty and all types of people were allowed under the circumstance they were checked thoroughly for weapons or anything to harm the Queen in case they were in a clan of assassins.

There was also many tea parties in the castle, villagers could attend, but on the other hand there were more for the upper status then there was for the lower status. Elsa could do nothing to change that law, as her advisers ultimately swayed her decision to their favour. Saying it was important to balance out who she were to invite, no one would be able to say it was unfair then.

Anna pulled out a flower with her gloved hand and waved it gently in front of her sister's face until she noticed, realising she'd been gazing into thin air, ignoring the world around her.

"Elsa, Elsa! Earth to Elsa," Anna laughed, waving her non-gloved hand in front of her sister's blue eyes.

"My apologies, Anna. Did you say something?" Elsa said, looking at her flower before her, and Kristoff suddenly stood beside her sister without her noticing.

"I collected all these flowers for the royal ball tomorrow," She repeated. "Don't they smell just enchanting!" Anna exclaimed, lifting the basket for her sister to smell.

Elsa took a quick smell and felt a small comfort as the rose scent reminded her of her mothers perfume she always wore.
"They smell very nice, Anna bu-" Elsa tried to say.

"I just knew you would think so, I'm so glad you agree!" Anna babbled on, Kristoff rolling his eyes in annoyance. "I think they'll be the cherry on top for the ball Elsa, don't you agree?" Anna smiled happily.

"Anna!" Elsa snapped, folding her arms. "I need to inform you of something," Elsa said assertively, taking the basket from Anna, placing it on the fountain edge.

Anna stopped talking and apologised for rabbeting on to her.

Kristoff rubbed the back of his head, and smiled awkwardly, "Okay you two, I need to...go..feed Sven! Yeah go feed Sven, so I will leave you two ladies to it," He laughed awkwardly, kissing his wife on the cheek before escaping out of the courtyard to supposedly go feed his reindeer.

Anna looked at Elsa as she finally began to speak without hesitation, finally letting her know about Hans's soon arrival, "Hans will be arriving in Arendelle soon," She quickly said.

"WHAT!" Anna raised her voice, shocked at what she just heard, feeling queasy.

"I know it's a lot to take it in, but unfortunately the King of the Southern Isles thinks it'll be a very promising idea, he's becoming my personal assistant for a minimum of a year..." The Queen said unwillingly, sighing.

It couldn't be true, it was a mistake! A mere mistake, a joke to scare her.

"Why would he even begin to think it was a good idea?" Anna groaned. "Was the hope drunk?" Anna forced a laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

Elsa knew it wasn't her idea, but ultimately, she could've protested to the point where they finally decided not to push the idea onto her anymore. Elsa knew that she would love to make him suffer greatly, but then again she'd rather he not come to Arendelle to receive it. Even though, it was in her right to, it was like getting blood in the water. The holy water that was. Selfishly, she'd hope to not get blood on her hands whilst she could help it. Quite frankly, the pungent smell of disaster was already brewing yet sweet vengeance would be hers, just to be able to squeeze the life out of that foul Prince.

As the sun started to fall down to the west, and the stars started to appear in the sky, Elsa explained all to her sister, attempting to make her feel better than she didn't.
Anna was mad, she couldn't believe that they would even consider letting him back here, and when would he arrive?

The two sisters walked out of the garden, Anna carrying the flower basket as Elsa and Anna gave each other words of wisdom. Optimistically, trying not to worry too much about Hans, instead focusing more on the ball. "Wait...when is he arriving?" Anna asked abruptly, concerned. "Why would you let him return, you must be out of your mind!" She hissed.


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