Elsa slowly opened her eyes, blinking rapidly to adjust to her setting. Where am I? It was dark. The walls were layered in black stone, and she realized that she was lying on a wooden plank attached to the wall. She got up and walked towards the window, but got yanked back. She felt the tugging on her hands, the cold metal encasing her fingers. She looked down. She was handcuffed. She was in the palace dungeon. She pulled and grunted in failure. Suddenly, she heard the creaking of the door and light footsteps.

"Queen Elsa?"

She recognized that voice.

"Prince Hans." She turned and faced him.

"I know how this looks, but I had no choice," Hans said despairingly. He rubbed his arms, trying to warm himself up. "If you would just stop this winter..."

"Don't you see? I can't," Elsa replied softly. "Prince Hans, you have to let me go. Please." Elsa looked at him desperately.

"Drop the formalities, Elsa. We're alone," Hans said and looked down. "We searched everywhere for you."

Elsa frowned and sighed deeper. "Why search? I chose to run away. What you should have done is searched for Anna. Or at least stop her from find me."

"That's what I told the other officials, but..." Hans clenched his fists. "..but in reality, I had to find you. I needed to. Elsa, I-"

"Hans, stop," Elsa interrupted. She turned away from him and looked out the window. "There's nothing between us so don't try to incite that there ever was."

"Elsa, I have loved you ever since I met you. Please don't keep me waiting," Hans moaned. He strode to her and grasped her waist, embracing her in his arms.

"Let go," Elsa stated calmly. "I thought you loved Anna." She shifted, but her manacles and Hans's grip kept in her in place.

"I was trying to make you jealous!" Hans cried out. "Every time I get close to you, you step away!" He gripped her shoulders and made her face him. "Why do you push me away? When I met you 2 years ago, I knew that we were meant to be. You complete me."

She looked at him straight in the eye. "Hans, why do you love me?" she asked, in the same tone and expression she used when she asked Anna what she knew about love.

Hans searched her face, trying to find the answers in her expression. "Elsa, I love you because you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are serene, you are exotic. You are my Queen." Hans smiled.

Elsa showed a hint of disappointment. "Another man told me he loved me because I was free and outgoing. But gentle. He said I was wild." Elsa's began to water.

Hans looked baffled. "How dare he? That is the highest insult a man would give a woman. I should-"

"It was the most beautiful think I have ever heard," Elsa interrupted, trying to mask her tears. "Your reasons center around my looks. You don't know anything about me. I don't call that love, Hans. That is lust." Elsa began to turn away. The way he said "my queen" was more sincere than Hans. It was so different. So different.

"And I believe having a position once you're married to me is a factor as well," she added.

Hans growled and grabbed her and kissed her, forcing his tongue to open her mouth, letting himself in and take in her full taste. His arms trapped her own, so she couldn't break free. She then focused her power on her lips, letting all the coldness focus on them. Hans immediately backed away, his hand covering his mouth.

"Agh!" Hans touched his lips. It was freezing cold. "You...you almost gave me frostbite!"

"You are acting immaturely! Prince Hans, let me free!" Elsa cried out, adding in his title to let him know that there will always be a distance in their relationship.

"Elsa, why? Is it.. is it because of that man you mentioned?" Hans demanded to know.

"He is the first person, the only person, to actually understand me. He loved the me that wasn't the "perfect" girl. He loved my imperfections. And..." Elsa choked on her words. "I love him, too."

Hans looked at her in disbelief. "Who is he?"

"You wouldn't believe me even if I told you," Elsa replied distraughtly.

"Tell me."

"Jack Frost. Prince of Snow."

Hans's expression stayed the same.

"Prince Hans, if you make me stay here, I'll be a danger to everyone. Please, let me go," Elsa repeated, emphasizing every word.

Hans hesitated. He turned towards the door and was about to close it when he said, "I'll see what I can do." And he left.

Elsa let out a breath and sunk into the wooden plank. She looked down at her manacles and saw that her powers were seeping into the metal.

Hans closed the door behind him and walked quickly to the main room of the castle. I'll let you go, Elsa. I'll let you go, and this time, you won't be coming back.

A butler came up to him crying, "Prince Hans! Princess Anna has returned and she is sickly! You must see her, she demands for you!"

Hans paused. He slyly smiled. If I can't have you, no one can.

**Sorry this chapter is so short! I'm knee-deep in exams and all but I'll try to update at least once a week! Thank you for reading!**