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Chapter 4: Finding the Queen

"So they all are searching for me?"

She never really thought that people would actually search for her. She was a monster, people were afraid of her, she could cause harm to her subjects. Or maybe they were searching for her to execute her. The thought itself made her shuddered.

The auburn haired Prince shrugged and nodded, the burning fire in front of them danced in his green eyes. He rubbed his palms together as he glanced at his horse eating grass growing in the snow. "Yes. Your sister is very worried."

At the mention of her strawberry blonde haired sister, Elsa looked up at him. "She's alright, right?"

Hans nodded; he can't tell the Queen that she froze summer, not yet anyway. He could see clearly in her eyes that she has just let herself go, to try and accept her powers, and he saw how happy she was to be free. He can't take away her happiness just now; he must admit he liked to see her smile.

And she did smile, much in relief. "So you came to find me?"

"At my own will." He confirmed, giving her a half-smile. "How are you feeling, My Queen?"

"I'm fine, actually." She said, "It's all feel so nice to let my powers flow freely, Prince Hans."

"Hans." He said and when she gave him a confused look, he only chuckled. "You can call me Hans."

A small playful smile played on the Queen's lips. "Then you may call me Elsa."

"Elsa." Her name rolled oh-so-nicely on his tongue. "So Elsa, what are you doing out in the night like this?"

The platinum blonde haired Queen shrugged. "I was hungry and I didn't have any food so I was just looking for some wild berries around here when I hear the wolves, I decided to check on what happened."

"Thank you." Hans said sincerely, "For saving my life, and Sitron's."

Elsa smiled and nodded. "Of course." She cautiously rested her head on his shoulder. "I can't just let you and your horse being the wolves' dinner."

He smiled and wrapped his arm around Elsa's shoulders, her skin was cold but strangely he felt warmer to sit beside her. Like she was radiating warmth from her cold skin, if that even made any sense.

A few moments of comfortable silence passed, just the two of them staring at the flickering flame Hans has managed to make to make himself warmer (as Elsa has told him that the cold didn't bother her), until Sitron nudged Hans' other shoulder and neighed.

Elsa got up from her seat on the log beside Hans and dusted her blue shimmering dress with her hands. "Oh, Sitron must be cold out here. Come; let's go back to my ice castle. I'm sure I can make an ice stable warm enough for him." She held out her hand for him to take, smiling kindly.

Hans looked up at her confusedly. Did she just say 'ice castle'? Yes, he was sure she said that. Oh my, this woman standing beside him was even more marvelous than he ever expected. He took her hand and got up from his seat too, this was the first time he ever held her hand without her gloves on, though his were, and he could feel how cold her hand was, and awfully smooth and pale.

They decided to walk instead of riding Sitron, seeing that he was still quite exhausted, with Elsa leading the way. They talked lightly along the way, and the wolves seemed that they can sense that coming near the Queen would be a mistake.

"Umm… Elsa?"

"Yes?"

"I think I found something." Hans said as he walked toward a dark heap on the white powdery snow. He picked it up, revealing it was a magenta cape, and not just any cape, the Queen's cape.

Elsa felt the heat crept up on her cheeks as she stared at the thing in the Prince's hands. "That would be mine…" she admitted, "But I guess it could be useful for a blanket…?"

The auburn haired Prince chuckled and nodded, swinging the cape over his shoulder. "Yes, a very warm blanket."

They continued on.

When they arrived at their destination, Hans could not believe his own eyes and mind.

There, stood majestically on the North Mountain, was the most beautiful ice castle he ever encountered, not that he ever seen an ice castle before. It must have taken months even years for normal people to build such a majestic castle, let alone with ice, but the Queen has made it less than a day.

He turned to look at the Queen; she was smiling both proudly and shyly at him. "Well? What do you think?" she asked, her blue eyes twinkling with that joy again.

Hans looked at Sitron, who could only stare at the castle agape, before turned back at the platinum blonde haired Queen beside him. "This is… this is amazing!"

Elsa giggled, a very cute giggle if he may add; and her cheeks now decorated with faint pink coloring. "Thank you… I never knew what I was capable of." She turned to an open space a few feet from the edge of the cliff and waved her hands forward and just like that, a stable made of ice was created. "Sitron could stay here for a while. I'm sure it's warm enough."

Hans could only nod his head before he led his horse to the new stable. It was apparently quite warm, like the ice walls were keeping the warmth in and keeping the cold breeze out. After making sure Sitron was comfortable in there, he patted his loyal friend and turned back to the Queen.

"Now come on, let's go inside." She said, holding out her hand for him.

He gladly took it and together they walked up on the ice staircase crossing the ravine to the ice castle the Snow Queen made…