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Chapter Four.

Elsa was pacing. Up and down, up and down, a thin layer of ice trailing behind her with every step. Her eyes were lowered and she was massaging her head with both hands. Get it together. Anna is going to be fine. She's going to be just fine.

"Elsa you need to calm down," she heard a reasoning voice telling her.

Kristoff how do you expect me to calm down? "Ugh! what's taking so long?"

Kristoff grabbed her hand in an attempt to soothe her, but was instantly startled as to how cold she actually was. His hand began to numb in pain forcing him to withdraw it.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I'm just nervous."

"Yeah me too," he admitted as he stared at the ring he had clutched tightly in his other hand.

It had felt like hours since Anna had been moved from the ballroom to her bedchambers. Kai had taken charge of sending the guests home, which Elsa was thankful for. The sooner they were all out of the way the better it had been for everybody. Gerda, along with a handful of servants had then gathered in Anna's room attempting to make her as comfortable as possible before the doctor attended to her.

Elsa had fought desperately to stay by her sisters side, holding onto her for dear life, until Kristoff had to almost pry her away so her condition could be assesed. Elsa was almost glad to be outside though. She knew that if she had remained in there a moment longer with her sister looking so fragile, so weak, she probably would have froze the entire room and everyone in it.

"I just don't understand what could have happened," Kristoff began. "One minute she was having a great time, and the next she was lying on the floor. What could have caused her to collapse like that?"

They were both interrupted when the door clicked open and two figures appeared. Elsa and Kristoff remained on tender hooks as they waited anxiously for any news pertaining to Anna's situation. Gerda was the first to appear, a solemn look on her face. Then the doctor followed out after her.

"How is she? How is my sister?" Elsa piped up before he had a chance to explain anything.

There was a momentary silence as the doctor mustered up the courage to address the Queen. "Your Majesty. To the best of my knowledge it would appear that Princess Anna has been poisoned."

"Poisoned!? they both said in unison.

"But how?" Kristoff quizzed as both a sense of shock and fear welled up inside of him.

It would seem that she most likely injested the poison, possibly from her food or drink. May I ask what her Highness consumed this evening?"

"I saw her eat one sandwich," Elsa said. "And possibly a glass of champagne..." Her mind was foggy, she couldn't think. The word poisoned still hadn't sunk in.

"Anything else?" he questioned further.

"The chocolate fondue," Kristoff then announced. "Yes just before I proposed she had been eating the fondue."

Her heart was pounding loudly. But none of the other guests were sick. That means Anna was deliberately targeted. Why would anyone want to hurt Anna? Right now though there was only one thought that plagued her mind. "But she's going to be okay though, isn't she? I mean she can be cured."

The doctor's expression changed to that of uncertainty. "If perhaps I knew more about what kind of poison we were dealing with, then perhaps I would know how best to treat it. For now I've administered a remedy that I hope will help, but we won't know for a few hours whether it will have any effect or not. I wish there was more I could do."

Kristoff was almost afraid to ask his next question. "And what if this remedy doesn't work?"

"Don't be too hasty to assume anything, young man. The Princess is a healthy young woman, there is no reason to believe she won't make a complete recovery. I'll be back to check on her in a few hours."

Kristoff quickly turned his attention to the Queen. "See, she's going to be fine Elsa. She can fight this, I know it. She's brave and strong, what more can I say, she's a real feisty pants."

Elsa managed a small smile at his attempt at humor. Even under the circumstances she had to admire his positivity.

"Would there be anything else your Majesty?" the doctor asked before awaiting his departure.

"Yes there is. I'd like to see her now."

"Well she's not awake yet," he told her resolutely, yet seeing the young Queen scowling at him he thought it best not to argue. "Of course, your Majesty."

Elsa and Kristoff entered the dimly lit room. There was an eerie silence as they crept quietly over to the side of the bed. This was not how she would have imagined her sister's birthday to have turned out.

"Oh Anna," Elsa cried as she gazed down at her sisters fragile form, so pale against the sheets that now loosely covered her. She cringed at her sister's ashen skin, her bluish tinged lips, and her face which was contorted in pain even though she was unconscious.

Kristoff immediately intertwined his fingers with that of Anna's. "I should never have left you alone. If only I had been there, this never would have happened." Every word was that of the gut wrenching guilt he felt at allowing this to happen to her.

Elsa too felt an extreme amount of shame. She was just as responsible for her sister getting hurt this way. I should have been watching? I should have been paying attention. It was my job to protect her, and I failed. "I failed you Anna, and I'm sorry." She gently brushed a stray piece of hair away from her forehead pushing it behind her ears. "I love you so much." She buried her head in the crook of her neck, breathing in every ounce of her scent. She never wanted to forget her smell, ever.

"Your Majesty?"

Elsa slowly raised and turned her head to see Kai standing there with one of the guards in the doorway "What is it?" she asked urgently.

"We caught a man loitering in the castle grounds," the guard informed her. "He's requesting to speak with you, he also claims to be a good friend of the Princess."

Elsa nodded. She gingerly stood up before pressing a gentle kiss to her sisters forehead. "I forgot to say this earlier. Happy birthday Anna."

A good friend of the Princess? I don't like the sound of that. "Elsa did you want me to come?" Kristoff asked as he scrambled to his feet.

She flicked her hand motioning him to stop. "No! stay with Anna in case she wakes up. I don't want her to be alone."

He was curious, but Elsa was right. He couldn't bare the thought of Anna waking up and he wasn't there for her.


Elsa followed the guard to the library where she absent-mindedly told him to leave her. She was too preoccupied with as to who this person was, how he knew Anna, but more importantly how he could help. When Elsa entered the room she found the figure standing with his back to her gazing out of the window.

He was tall, well dressed with auburn hair and thick sideburns. "May I help you?"

A smirk spread across his lips. Queen Elsa. He spun around to face her, only to be met with a faint gasp. "Hello again your Majesty," he greeted, bowing in her presence.

"I wish I could say the same, but then I'd be lying, Prince Hans." The name roll rolled off her tongue in utter disgust.

"Oh you can just address me as Hans from now on. You see after my little misadventure the last time I was here, it was decided that I be stripped of my title and privileges.

She glanced away from him. "Well if you're looking for sympathy you've come to the wrong place."

"No need for such unpleasantness your Majesty," he barked as he cautiously stepped towards her. "You and me; we are on the same side."

She huffed. "We'll never be on the same side. I seem to remember you charming your way into manipulating my sister, taking advantage of her good nature, before you broke her heart and left her to die." He was so close now, she could feel his hot breath on her face.

"And do you know it was in this very room, that your sister came to me, begging, pleading for me to kiss her in order to save her life. Do you know how delightful it was to watch every hope and dream that she had shatter into a thousand pieces when I revealed to her that I was only after one thing...My own place. Yes my very own kingdom to rule as the great King I know I could have been."

Elsa flinched as he encircled her, until he was hovering behind her, close enough for her to feel him brush up against her. "Oh and it was easy to fool her into believing that I actually cared about her. She was just so trusting putting me in charge of the kindgom whilst she went galavanting off into the mountains in search of you. It really was like taking candy from a baby," he growled in a triumphant tone of voice.

Elsa had heard enough. She could feel her anger surging, swelling inside of her like a storm on the horizon. Control it. Don't feel. Don't feel. "What exactly do you want Hans?"

"I heard Anna is quite sick, and on her birthday no less," he frowned. "How sad is that? However, I believe I can offer my assistance."

"Well I don't know where you heard that, but it's nothing. The doctor has already given her medicine. She'll be up and about again in just a few hours."

"No she won't," he spat coldly

Her heart sank and her pulse began racing in response to those three words. "What do you mean, she won't?"

He cracked his knuckles before explaining. "Because no simple medicine can counteract the deadly poison coursing through her veins."

Poison. How does he know? Then it struck her. "You did this!" So much hate replaced the anger she had been experiencing. "You did this!" she began pounding his chest with balled up fists.

His expression remained calm and stoic as he grabbed both of her wrists. "That I did. And believe me this particular poison it not too pleasant either. She'll die a slow, agonizing, painful death."

She could feel her voice faltering. "B-But why? why A-Anna? She didn't do anything wrong!"

He released his grip on her as he sauntered back to the window. "You're almost right about that. For the most part Anna was innocent, a little too trusting, a little too naïve, but innocent all the same. But you Queen Elsa..not so much."

"So why didn't you just come after me, hurt me instead?"

Grinning deviously he turned back to face her. "Now where would the fun be in that? I mean don't get me wrong, I thought about it. Actually you wouldn't believe how many times I would lie awake thinking about all the ways I could punish you. Torturing and then slowly killing you was pretty high on my agenda. But then I thought, what would that accomplish. Your pain would be over, but I'd still be living with mine."

As she shakily inched back towards the door he could see that he was definitely instilling some fear into her, but he chose to ignore her apparent concern. "So I thought what better way to get my revenge then to hurt the one you love the most. Since you don't have a husband or a heir, there was only one other person I know you care about more about then anything."

"Anna," she whispered. Now she wished she hadn't sent the guard away. Hans was acting completely deranged and absurd.

"Yes your dear little sister. And my plan worked perfectly didn't it? I mean just by you here learning your sister is near death and there is nothing you can do about it, must be the ultimate torture for you. So much more satisfying then spilling your blood."

This time she couldn't hold back her emotions as she lunged at him. However he was far stronger as he uncermoniously pushed her against a nearby wall, menacingly waving a finger in front of her face.

"Tsk-Tsk. Really now, is that anyway for a Queen to behave." She struggled against him until he reluctantly let her go. "A little tense aren't we?" That was the final straw, with the remainder of her pent up frustration she managed to summon an icicle in her hand aiming it right at his throat.

"I should just kill you," she seethed.

Hans watched as the deadly object manifested itself in her hand, yet he still smiled maliciously. "But you won't"

She pressed the dangerous tip firmly against his jaw. "What makes you say that?"

A little fearful of the imminent threat she posed, Hans gulped as he struggled to find his voice. "Because you're not a killer, and we both have what the other desires."

"I seriously doubt that," Elsa retorted.

"You're wrong!" he exclaimed. "You see if you kill me then you'll never get the antidote."

She immediately relented, the icicle quickly dissipating. "You have the antidote?"

Hans composed himself. "Of course I have an antidote. It is hidden, and only I know of its location. So if anything were to happen to me you'll never be able to save your sister."

"Give it to me!" she ordered.

"Ah ah ah not so fast. Do you honestly think I'm just going to hand it over without gaining anything in return?" he mocked.

"No I suppose not." Everything has to benefit him. "So what do you want? gold, a ship, my soul," she said half jokingly.

He licked his lips. "That wouldn't be such a bad idea, but no. It's much more simple then that."

"Then what is it?" Elsa was growing impatient.

"You Elsa. I want you." Deep down a small part of him thought he did, although he couldn't explain it. Even with all the hatred and indignation he carried for her; he was still entranced by her alluring beauty as his eyes roamed over every inch, every curve of her body. But for now I'll stick to what I want the most. "Actually what I really want is a throne, a crown, but in order for me to have that, I need you."

The nerve of this disgusting pig. "Well you can't have me."

He held out his hand stroking her cheek, before she slapped it away. "I think that you'll agree I can...antidote remember?"

As much as she knew it would pain for her to know the answer, she posed her next question. "What do I have to do?"

"Not much really. After all I'm not some evil tyrant," he snapped. "No, It's actually quite easy."

"What?" her eyes blazing in anticipation.

"I want you to marry me."


Oh how I love writing Evil Hans ! Next chapter sees Anna becoming more sick, forcing Elsa into a decision.