A/N: So here it is! The chapter! The chapter you've been waiting for! It's here! It's this one! Not going to lie, I was actually tearing up a little while I was writing.

So only 2 reviews again. Alright, I can live with that maybe if I get at least 2 reviews for every chapter here on out. The good stuff is really starting to happen, guys so please please please review! Special thanks to again for writing the sweetest review ever! Thank you. Just because you've been so sweet and reviewing, this chapter is specially dedicated to you. I hope to get more reviews from you. ;) Enjoy and please review!

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Elsa awoke in a daze, looking around as she tried to get her bearings. It seemed like she was in a dungeon cell. She sat up on the cot she had been laying on to find her hands were trapped in iron shackles. Raighne groaned softly from the cot across from hers. Elsa gasped softly, getting up from her cot and running to his. She leaned over him, waiting. His face twisted slightly, which might have meant he had become conscious. The cloth she had wrapped around his injured eyes had been replaced by clean bandages at least.

"Queen Elsa?" Raighne asked raggedly, hearing her breath above him.

"It's me, I'm here," she said softly with a relieved sigh. Raighne sat up in front of her, his hands also trapped in iron shackles, and tears slipped down her face. She was starting to contemplate what she would have done if she had lost him. She leaned forward without thinking, their lips connecting and she kissed him hard. Raighne's breath hitched as he returned the kiss, a little more eagerly than she had expected. She made a soft noise of frustration as she couldn't bring her arms around him. She reeled back as ice filled her mouth.

"Sorry," he chuckled softly as he heard her cough.

"How did you do that?" she asked once the ice had melted.

"I just always could..." he said with a shrug. They both looked in the direction of the door as they heard it creak open. Hans stepped in, setting a lantern down beside him. He closed the door, looking at Elsa. The queen's eyes hardened slightly. Who did this man think he was? She did not want to deal with any of this.

"Why did you bring me here?" Elsa demanded.

"I couldn't just let them kill you," Hans said sadly.

"I do not want to be here. Get Anna!"

"Anna has not returned... If you would just stop the winter. Bring back summer. Please."

"Don't you see? I can't... You have to tell them to let us go!"

"I will do what I can." Hans sighed softly and turned, leaving the cell. Elsa whimpered softly. She sat on her cot, more tears falling now. She couldn't believe what was happening. She shuddered as the iron casings over her hands began freezing from her emotions. She looked to Raighne who only frowned slightly at the sound it made.

Kristoff was racing to get Anna back to Arendelle. They were so close already, but the girl was so weak that she couldn't move. She was practically unable to even remain conscious. He raced through Arendelle and up to the castle gates. He dismounted from Sven with the princess still in his arms. Servants came to greet them, and he handed her to them. They took her and helped her inside.

"I'm going back out to look for Princess Anna!" Hans said, and his heart skipped a beat. There was that strange feeling again. This time the sensation of tingling over his skin was accompanied by the feeling of his heart being squeezed. He shook his head, trying to get his head clear, but it just felt so fuzzy. Almost as if he were falling asleep but still awake at the same time. Things began to look far away.

"Prince Hans," a servant called for his attention as Anna was led into the room. He gasped softly when he saw Anna. He had been panicking over the fear of never seeing her again. But here she was before him and his heart felt lighter. Until the weight came back to his chest. What was going on? Why was he suddenly feeling this way?

"Anna!" he said as he pulled her into his arms, as if hoping she could cure his affliction. "You're so cold."

"Hans, you have to kiss me!" Anna demanded. "Now! Now!" The servants stifled giggles and chuckles as they cleared the room to give the prince and princess their privacy. Anna gripped his neck, trying to pull him down for a kiss but she was too weak.

"What happened out there?" he asked, concerned as to why she was acting this way and why her hair looked so white. Then, whatever it was, took over him completely. His limbs felt heavy, his chest felt tight, and he was experiencing the sensation of being trapped inside his own mind. He couldn't make sense of it and he was even more concerned now. He was barely paying attention to what she said, yet words left his lips on their own. She collapsed against him so suddenly and he lifted her in his arms, laying her on the couch in front of the fire.

"She froze my heart, and only an act of true love can save me," Anna explained, looking into his eyes lovingly.

"A true love's kiss," Hans deducted, and he felt excitement stir in his heart. He reached forward, gently cupping her chin and bringing her closer. He leaned in towards her, and their lips were almost touching. He could swear his heart was soaring.

"Oh, Anna, if only there was someone out there who loved you," he heard himself say. His blood ran cold as his body pulled away from her on its own accord.

NO! His mind was screaming. NO NO NO NO NO! THIS IS ALL WRONG! ANNA, DON'T LISTEN! IT'S A LIE! I'M THE ONE WHO LOVES YOU! IT'S ME!

"What?" Anna whimpered. "You said you did..."

I do, Anna. I do so much. More than you could possibly know or imagine.

"I was 13th in line in my own kingdom..." was what left his lips. "I didn't stand a chance. I knew I had to marry into the throne somewhere." His heart was breaking. That was his voice, but someone else was speaking. Someone else was moving his body. He tried to break through, wanting to give Anna some sort of sign that he needed her. But he was powerless against this force that had taken over.

"What are you talking about?" Anna was shaking hard from being cold.

"As heir, Elsa was preferable of course, but no one was getting anywhere with her... But you! You were so desperate for love, you were willing to marry me just like that! I figured after we married, I'd have to stage a little accident for Elsa... But then she doomed herself and you were dumb enough to go after her." The pain on Anna's face was too much for Hans to bear.

ANNA, IT'S LYING! THAT'S NOT ME! PLEASE HEAR ME! PLEASE HEAR ME! ANNA, I LOVE YOU! THE THRONE DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING TO ME! His mental screams went unnoticed. This force inhabiting his body had already put out the fire and locked Anna in the room to let her die. He had no control as his legs took him in the direction they wanted to go.

Anna remained on the floor, her hands on her chest as she sobbed hard. She couldn't understand what she had done wrong, or why Hans would want to betray her like that. That was not the man she had gotten to know on the night of her sister's coronation. And now, she was all alone and the room was getting colder by the moment. Or was it her getting colder by the moment? She couldn't tell anymore. All she could do was lay on the floor and wait for the ice in her heart to freeze her completely.