You want Helsa? You get it!

While Hans was busy negociating, he sent letters to the Queen how the discussions were processing and which proposals his mother agreed on or not. But it wasn't just about the trade or politics only. Soon, they began to discuss things that were... considered more private.

Hans was just busy with crafting a new answer to the Queen when his letter was suddenly taking from his desk. "What the- Jurgen give it back!"

His blonde brother grinned misshieviously and kept the letter out of Hans' reach. Just before Hans could get it, Franz took the letter and began to citate:

"Your majesty,

I hope everything fares well for you and your kingdom-"

"Franz I swear if you read any further I'll break your nose!" growled Hans as he now tried to get to him.

Franz smirked. "Now I certainly want to read further! blablabla... about the trade, etc...". Meanwhile, Jurgen held Hans back so Franz could read further on. "aha!" laughed the man as he found what he was looking for.

"I hope to see you soon, my queen, and serve you truthfully with all my heart"

Whistles came from the brother's mouths and Hans's face went red as his hair. "Well baby brother, I didn't know you had it in you!" buldered Franz as he clapped Hans's shoulder. "I can't believe it! You're finally growing up! Tell me, how was it? Was she cold... everywhere?"

"You did know where to put it right?" asked Jurgen immediately before Hans could react to Franz.

"Wha-" Hans gritted his teeth. "Off course I know where to put it! Now stop your insinuations!" grumbled Hans as he shoved Franz' hand away. "There is nothing between the queen and me... we're just... friends."

Jurgen grinned. "Then why so defensive Hans?"

"I'm not defensive. We are NOT together!" snapped Hans as he took his letter out of Franz. "Didn't your mother ever tell you that it is rude to read another's letters?!"

"I dunno... we had the same, you tell me." said Franz seriously. The two older brothers glanced to one another and burst into laughter.

Hans meanwhile rolled his eyes at the bad joke and walked out of the room.


7 weeks later...

Elsa stood at the docks even before the Southern Ship had anchored in the parlor.

"Waiting for someone sis?" Elsa nearly jumped out of her skin when Anna suddenly came out of nowwhere.

"I... Yes, I am."

"Is it by any chance Prince Hans?" grinned the younger sister. Her grin went wider when she saw Elsa blush.

"Yes. I need to be present when he arrives to take on his duties." spoke the queen, looking anywhere but her sister's face.

"Of course, of course..." said Anna as the two saw the ship anchor. She stood a little bit behind her sister, as was custom. She wasn't a love expert, but even she had noticed the chemistry between her former fiancé and her sister. No, she wasn't jealous, she had Kristoff after all. What she had first seen as love between her and Hans, had now developed in a brother-sister relationship.

Elsa meanwhile, didn't think anymore about her sister's strange questions. Her sight was completely for the Southern Prince who now descended on the docks. It had been a hot September day and the prince, who had worked with his crewmen was only wearing a lose white shirt. The warmth and the hard labour had made him sweat enormously.

"Forgive me, your majesty for being so inappropiately clothed." apologized the prince as he bowed before the two. "I had no time to change."

"Oh you are forgiven" drooled Anna as she took the man's physique in. The prince didn't compare to her Kristoff, but hey... looking is still allowed right?!

"I'm glad you have safely returned Prince Hans" smiled Elsa as she kept her eyes to his face. "I'm afraid however, I can't lead you arround today due to my Council meetings, so my majordomus Kai will help you settling in."

The prince quickly hid his dissappointement due to her sudden cool behaviour and walked with the man-servant to his new bedroom. What did he expect anyway? That she would hang arround him like a pet? Hans snorted. She wasn't that insecure girl anymore that he had encountered several weeks ago. No, not a girl. A woman. beautiful, powerful, dangerous, cold.. He couldn't help but feel proud for her. She had grown so much in confidence and determination...

"Here we are, your majesty." Hans snapped out of his thoughts and thanked the man before entering. Well... the prince looked arround. Welcome home...


The Council members rose up from their seats when the queen entered and only sat down when she gestured them to do so.

"I declare this council for opened. Lord Francis, how are our exports doing?" Elsa saw the man shift uncomfortably in his chair. "Is there something the matter, my lord?"

"Your majesty" coughed the man, not knowing how to start. "Since you have come of age, and now ascended the throne, it is... needed for your reputation to ally yourself with another country."

"Please explain what you mean by 'reputation', my lord." spoke Elsa. Frost began to appear on her hands. 'Ally with another country...' She wasn't a fool. She knew very well what the true meaning was. Marriage.

Another member of her Council spoke. "Since the..Incident on your coronation your grace, it has made the other countries fearful of you. Therefore.." the man hesitated once again, so he wouldn't speak to harshly. "You need a King by your side, and secure that your bloodline continues."

The room became colder. "My lord, my sister is already courting Kristoff Bjorgmann. In a few months or years, she will marry him and provide children."

"Your grace... Kristoff Bjorgmann is no true royalty. That princess Anna has proclaimed her love to a mere commoner-" The man held his breath when he saw the frost appearing on the Council table. "They see it as a scandal. This is only voicing out loud what the countries think your grace." added the man quickly when he saw Elsa's angry glare.

Elsa clenched her fists and let the frost disappear. Love will thaw... "Who do you have in mind?" asked the queen in a monotone voice. She didn't chose who she would marry. The Council did. Living in such wealth as she did was great, but everything had its boundaries. She had thought that she had accepted a loveless marriage, but now it pained her somehow.

As the Council members summed up a few bachelors, her mind travelled away, back to Prince Hans. At first she couldn't believe it, that it was actually him. When she met him, he was still a boy: excited and ruthless. But now... The boyish features had dissappeared and made way for a calm responsible man.

What she felt... Thanks to their corresponding letters, it had only fueled it. She couldn't afford to spend time with him while she was courting one of the chosen bachelors. Again pain flooded in her chest. Let him go...


Hans sighed contently as he breathed in the salty sea air. It was just before dawn, and his eyes had to adjust to the little light that the upcoming sun provided. The prince's eyes narrowed when he saw the tired soldiers. Many hadn't cared for their uniform, and hadn't cared to polish their sword.

The prince had decided to just observe the soldiers in the first few days. He had asked the commander of the troops for information about the men, but not even the commander knew how they were towards each other. After three days, he had spotted a few bullies, who didn't care to train and help others, but took pleasure in taking them down.

While he watched, he could feel with his feet on the trembling wooden bridge that someone was approaching. Only the commander knew who and where he was...and this weren't anything like his footsteps. Hans swirled arround and took his opponent in an iron grip before smashing him in the wall.

"Anna!" whispered Hans shocked when he began to recognize the feisty princess. "O God, I'm so sorry."

"Don't be." coughed the princess as she slumbed down on the ground. "My fault. Should have shouted. Wanted it to make a surprise to you."

"Yes well... Its better not to surprise me. Your lucky that I didn't had my dagger on me." spoke the man. He immediately took note of that. A good ruler or not, there were always those who wanted to have the Queen gone... which made him a target too. "Why are you here?" It wasn't the princess' nature to be awake so early in the morning; she shivered from the morning cold.

"I..I wanted to... see the soldiers" spoke Anna.

Hans stayed silent as he sensed there would come more.

"I'm afraid, Hans. Every day I have nightmares about my sister being killed by assassins, her being shot at the square..." whispered the princess. she gripped the wooden reiling so hard her hands became white. "That's why I come to see them, to be.. sure in a way that they can protect me and my sister." Anna noticed how ungrateful she must sound. "Don't worry, I don't think you can't bring them back in condition... It's just..."

"You want to defend yourself" realized Hans.

"Yes."

Hans looked to the training soldiers. Well, he had already picked out the guys he wanted to speak next day... "What if I trained you?"

Anna's eyes widened in shock. "You... you would do that?" whispered the princess.

"If I didn't want to, I wouldn't have asked" smiled the prince. "Come on." he gestured her to come with her and gave her a wooden sword, that had the same weight as a normal sword.

"Oef!" Anna puffed to keep her sword up. "Alright, I'm ready."

Hans chuckled. "i'm not going to let you fight against me. You will hurt only yourself." and the prince put a straw dummy in front of the princess. "Now, the important thing is not to make your swings too wide. Forget what you see on tournaments. In a war, you don't have the space to do so."

"Why?"

"Let me demonstrate." Hans pulled a wooden sword out and nodded to Anna. "Now, do a long swing." Anna did as he asked her. Immediately she felt Hans' wooden sword prick in her stomach. "You see that? You would have been dead in seconds. Again." The swords clashed again for two times. The fighting stopped when Hans ticked Anna on the shoulder. "Dead." Anna began to sweat from the heavy exercise. She tried another attempt and groaned when Hans went through her defense again. "certainly dead" spoke the prince as he held the sword centimeters from her head.

As they went on training, the sun began to rise in the sky making the two thristy.

"God..my arm" moaned Anna as she massaged her stiff arm.

"Don't worry, that will pass in time." encouraged Hans who wasn't exhausted at all. "Keep practising the moves I learned you." He passed a bottle of water to the princess who gratefully accepted.

"So... how long can you keep fighting?" asked Anna curiously.

Hans frowned confused, but then realized what she meant. "If I have to fight one to one... 45 minutes."

Anna's eyes widened. "Wow"

"Like I said... practise makes everything." spoke Hans. "I have trained the sword since I turned Twelve, but that doesn't mean I let my skills dilute."

Anna chuckled. "You and Elsa are truly prodigies in everything." Her voice wavered as sadness took over. She was always overlooked, always the spare... She wasn't good in piano, or ruling...

Hans shook his head. "It is never too late to learn Anna" The man was silent for a minute as he took a gulp from the water bottle. "Besides, ruling isn't as great as everyone thinks."

"But what about you? You wanted to.. you know, be King right?" asked Anna.

Hans smiled. "Yes, I wanted it, because I want to help. Because I want to do more in my life then just be a meat shield on the battle field." said the man. "A Crown is heavy to bear and met with restrictions, but I would gladly wear it."

Anna bit her lip. "Tell me about it..." The princess sighed when she thought again about Elsa's forced marriage. "She needs to marry one of the Council's choices"

Hans stiffened and then, his mouth went dry. Marriage. No. That was too soon. She couldn't... Hans balted his fists. Yes she couldn't. She had no choice, just like he never had. B

Will be continued!