Wedding Rules Exist for a Reason
In which Hans' plans to seize control of Arendelle fail because of reality.

"Anna is dead," Hans announced to the room, in the saddest voice he could muster. "The ice...frozen her body."

The various ambassadors in the room gasped.

"At least we got to exchange our wedding vows before she died," Hans said with a heavy heart. "I regret to say this, but now that I am King, I must punish Elsa for her sister's murder."

"King? You're the King?" the German ambassador asked.

"Yes," Hans said. "I married Princess Anna. That makes me first in line to inherit the throne."

The Scottish ambassador shook his head. "You say you married Anna. Do you have any proof of this?"

"My love just died, and you're asking me for proof?!" Hans said sharply.

The men in the room all nodded, and a flurry of questions burst out of them.

"Who performed the wedding ceremony?"

"Were there any witnesses?"

"Did you sign any documents?"

"Were there any witnesses?"

Hans was indignant at this minor setback. "We were alone at the time! You can't expect us to go through all that legal mumbo-jumbo, when Anna only had minutes left to live!"

"If you have no proof, then there's no way for us to know that you're telling the truth," said the Irish ambassador. He turned to the others. "Who was in control of Arendelle in the three year period between the death of the king and Elsa's coming of age?"

"I believe two citizens named Kay and Gerda served as regents."

"Then control of the country should revert back to them until we get this situation sorted out."

Hans' eyes popped out. No...no! he thought. Quickly, he decided to fall back on his second plan: marrying Elsa.

"You know what? I changed my mind," Hans said. "Let's not punish Elsa. I mean, accidents happen, right? I'm sure she didn't kill her sister on purpose!"