Did Klaus really 'die'? It's time to tell... Killing main characters aren't truly a gift, but making you believe it is so cruel it's rich. It's the final stretch! The final chapter of Episode 1: Thawin' the Frozen Prison…

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Klaus felt a pain scattered through his body. It was a painstaking discomfort as he opened his eyes. Klaus was positive he wasn't in his room. That was strange. It was probably a vacant guest room. He rolled his eyes as his brain went through the events that caused him to blackout. The final day of the tournament had arrived! Cyrus made a truly dangerous enemy in a prince of the Southern Isles. Charles ordered him to show himself. He used his name instead of Cyrus. It begun! The worst life or death battle he ever had. His ace had gotten him so far as his right shoulder was out of synchronize with his stance. He lost his sword and practically went running for his life to get back his weapon. The eighth prince stabbed him. Klaus scowled. Prince Charles' name still ringed as a murderous, craze madman after power. He tried to sit up, but the pain was too much. Klaus wanted to rip his bandages off, as the soft, uncomfortable wrapping was too tight.

"Don't move, milord."

"I'll help you, Klaus"

Someone ran to the bed and helped to adjust him in his desired position. Klaus looked at his caretakers. It was Vincent, who had been given an herb upon Count Marcos' blade that made him look dead, and Zander, the only one who he trusted beside Anna with his secret. Zander was who helped him. Vincent sat back down on a stool. The Duke looked very healthy for a dead man. Klaus laughed or attempted to laugh. He started coughing.

"Come down, bro." Zander smiled. "It's alright."

Klaus rolled his eyes at least he knocked out Prince Charles before his vision blanked. He wasn't afraid of Charles, but what he could've done to the Queen and Princess of Arendelle. That had gotten his blood raging as they continued their fight in the rain. It was truly that someone in heaven was weeping for either of them. He hoped it wasn't the late King and Queen of Arendelle or his father. He smirked hoping it was his father, mother and two eldest brothers looking at what the younger siblings need to do to receive a crown.

"How long is my body going to be numb?" The lord asked.

Zander smiled, "The doctor told us that you won't be able move for some hours."

"That's what he said," Vincent interrupted. "You've been out for two days ever since your fight. It's already April third."

"Your queen postponed the celebration." Zander elbowed his chest and the lord whined. Zander smiled apologetically, "Sorry."

The lord in question waved the pain off, but either of the prince or the duke believed that he wasn't hurting. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he thought about the queen and how much wrath he was going to receive from the walking blizzard. He shuddered at the thought. He swallowed frighteningly.

"Where's Elsa?"

Vincent chimed, "Queen Elsa has been in her chambers since the tournament ended. Princess Anna had went in once and talked to her about what only god knows. She returned to the drawing room without a word."

Klaus frowned. He had only himself to blame. He rolled his eyes. Why couldn't he enter the contest as Lord Klaus of Arendelle? What was he thinking then? Elsa would probably never talk to him again or worst give him a chance to explain. He sighed depressingly. Zander patted his friend's shoulder. It was strange seeing him without hope. If Zander was the love doctor he knew he was, then Elsa was heading to the room in haste when she was given the news of his awakening. Someone knocked softly. Klaus counted the knocks absently. Knock. One. Knock. Two. Knock. Three. He sighed. It was the moment of truth that he didn't want to do, but fate knew better than he ever could.

"Come in," Klaus called.

Elsa walked hastily around her room. Each step caused the creation of ice. Why did Cyrus have to be Klaus in disguised? Snow Beauty. She thought. Why didn't I press that on? The queen starting cursing and whining about whatever started her little rant. I hate him! Why does he always have to do this? He always had been too perfect. Klaus always was a charming, handsome and eccentric lord even when he was younger. It was impossible to tell if he wasn't a prince since he was tutored in the castle. Elsa was forgetting that she was very anger with being a part of Klaus' ruse. She'd been her room since the final round of the swordsmanship tournament. She went to look herself in the mirror. Her platinum hair was horrendous mess. She laughed as it reminded her a bit of her sister who had the worst bedhead in Arendelle. She was surprise that Klaus didn't have much of a bedhead since he covered his face when he is sleeping. Her normally blue eyes were bloody red that she never seen before. Of course, the lord had got to her more than usual. She sighed as she heard the last knocks of her sister.

"Anna!" The queen was highly annoyed. "Get in here!"

The princess slightly opened the door. Her strawberry blond head popped itself in to see how hostile the queen was. Anna slid in without any effort and closed the door. She was hiding something. Elsa was honestly done with secrets between the lord and the princess. She had to know that Klaus had told Anna of his plan.

"He didn't mean to have it end up like this, sis. Charles gotten him in a corner." Anna pleaded. "Klaus never thought about anyone knowing about his alter ego."

Elsa looked at her sister. She wasn't lying. She wasn't playing with her braids, having her eyes flicker everywhere or biting her lip (her worst habit). It was truthful information about the lord she liked. Klaus had gotten better she had to admit. If he was trying to protect her, then he had to have a strong sense of danger to not tell her. Of course, Anna was the first to know. Anna and Klaus' relationship was better than her and Klaus'. He was there when she couldn't be. Truly, the queen felt indebted to him. She blushed as her mind ran through situations for paying that debt. How could she have such perverted thoughts? Elsa felt a chill didn't only go down her back as it went through her entire body.

"He did for you." Anna said dramatically. "Klaus had always loved you. He wants, I think, to spend his life with you."

"Klaus didn't want anyone coming after those who he held dear. He decided to become Cyrus. It was prefect until that stupid prince from the Southern Isles got ideas." Anna glared at no one in particular. "How did they get an invitation? Doesn't your advisors know what happened with Hans? Those princes better say away this time!"

Elsa laughed how could her little sister went off the track so easily. Anna stopped her little rant. She looked like a lost puppy searching for answers. The queen rolled her eyes as she was currently the lost puppy not her. The princess huffed. She wasn't listening. Elsa's eyes met hers in amusement.

"He's not being forgiven." The queen smiled. "He has to regain my trust."

Anna laughed, "As if he needs to."

The princess winked at her sister. She had to agree with the Lord of Arendelle that teasing the queen is becoming a popular pastime. Elsa thought what she was going to do. What should her Prince Charming deserve? Rage or grace…

The door opened slowly. Klaus had only two people on his mind it could be. It was either Anna or, he swallowed, the icy, outraged queen. The queen of Arendelle stood in the archway. The Duke of Wales and the Prince of the Land without Rain promptly exited after the queen stepped into the room. Zander smiled and winked at his friend. The lord frowned. Klaus felt the springtime temperature declined into a winter mist. It had begun to snow. Klaus' dark brown hair went to a snowy white in seconds. This left his hazel eyes dumbfounded.

"We need to talk."

"Yes, I was going -," Her raised hand had cut him off.

"How long was your ploy going to be?" Her eyes had a mixture of disappointment and sadness with a hint of anger.

"Until tonight, I thought." He laughed nervously.

An amused look appeared on the lord's face as he giggled slightly. According to physician, he wasn't mentally stable for anything; the physician also didn't know the Lord of Arendelle as well as Queen Elsa knew him. It wasn't something she was about to share with the doctor. Elsa looked at his chest, which she hadn't taken any notice. It was wrapped within layers of bandages. The bandage had loop around his injured shoulder. His fair skin seem to taken its newly coat of white cloth well. The queen felt a bit responsible of her friend's injuries. Her heart sunk as she thought her friend. That couldn't be anymore from the truth. Klaus wasn't a person to blame others for inflicting pain upon him. Elsa blushed as she thought about she might've hurt him by not telling him about her true feelings. Her hand unconsciously reached to feel the chest. He hitched a breath and relaxed as if his wounds were on fire and her cool palm gave them some relaxation. Before Elsa could take away her hand, Klaus clinched it closer.

"Don't move, please." She felt his heartbeat. "Your hand makes it a bit more bearable."

His smile made Elsa's knees weak. The snow queen kept her hand on his chest before she taking it away because Klaus was irresistible when he had that smile. He was somewhat naked in front of her. She had change the subject, her brain screamed. Her heart screamed, to take him as her. She fought not to blush.

"Your wild card paid off." She admitted.

Klaus smiled softly, "You deserve to be happy, Snow Beauty."

The lord giggled again. The blush had gotten the better of her as she faced away. He was too perfect for his own good. She still was getting around the idea that Cyrus wasn't a real person. The queen supposed that Klaus had his reasons and shouldn't press on the matter. She smiled gratefully, only if he knew.

"You look beautiful." Klaus commented. "What's the occasion?"

Klaus always thought that when the sisters wore something modest. It was reassuring after the chaotic tournament days. It was simple off-the-shoulders aqua dress. It was long elegant and an eccentric silt showing her leg very brief. The fabric hugged her body nicely like it was made for her and only her. Her platinum blond hair wasn't much in a side braid or bun. It was down and might've had the expected braid down her back like when they were younger. Honestly, that was a brilliant style for a monarch. He hardly noticed the necklace that belonged to her mother.

Most princesses, princes, dukes and the rest had some flashy dresses, suits and even wore their crowns everywhere. Anna and Elsa were somewhat different. Their dresses usually had modest and simple yet graceful and breathtaking feel to them that no one else Klaus could think of alive that created that atmosphere. He smiled as he thought about the late queen of Arendelle. He looked at Elsa closely and saw her. She was a benevolent and hardworking queen to her headstrong yet courteous king. It was like ice and fire to him. Two elements couldn't live without the other. True love, the brunette lord shook his head. It's a very powerful weapon when used properly.

"The tournament's closing," She blushed lightly. "Presentation of the winner: Cy- you."

He laughed. She was so adorable when she blushed. It wasn't any different for anyone to see that. When she was happy, he could at least awe at her beauty, strength, and beloved powers even if she says she doesn't like them much. It was ultimately what made him so drawn to her. She was perfect. Any suitor would be one lucky bastard not to try taking her heart out of its icy prison. Klaus knew that those thirteen years did their fair share on her heart. She couldn't do much of anything with her sister, the person she loved the most, and him, who always meant he was there for her. The lord broke into an audile laughter. His eyes closed forcing away the tears. It was amusing to say the least. Everyone thought of Elsa being this perfect daughter, queen and friend yet she had her moments when she only could share with Anna or him. Klaus had lived for these moments and wished he could the one to have them forever.

"The king would've wanted that." Klaus spoke softly.

"What?"

"You being happy, my queen." He smiled.

She blushed, "How would you know?"

"He told me." His smile turned to a grin. Elsa leaned in wanting to know what he knew. "Your hand belongs to a certain person."

"Who?"

He gave her a look that she only saw given to Anna. He chuckled. What was Klaus saying that her father given him permission to marry her? He didn't want to mess around with her feelings by asking for the most important decision in her life. She couldn't help herself as she leaned towards him and kissed him. It was their first kiss in a long time. If the two counted they did kiss once before, on the lips no less, it was a stupid Christmas tradition when they were seventeen. It was the Christmas before the shipwreck. The two could both remark that it was a little awkward as their first kiss even then they would deny it.

When Elsa talked about with her mother, she admitted she might be in love with her childhood playmate and long time friend. The queen laughed as she and the king had a similar tongue-tied experience when they were about eighteen too. Her mother told her that she shouldn't worry since she knew that Klaus was one man she knew who didn't want play the royal rules for marriage. He would love without hesitation and marry because his heart told him that the woman he loved truly was the one. The kiss lasted as long as eternity being the arms of your true love. Klaus' eyes were slits as if he was enjoying the kiss too much or the physician's medicine was working finally.

Klaus met her eyes again. They were still angry but had a worried calm feeling.

"Don't do that again." Elsa pleaded.

"Of course, my queen," He smiled and nodded.

He leaned over to kiss her again but fell off the bed awkwardly. The Arendelle's queen giggled as she helped the fool back in bed. Her smooth cool palms caressed his cheek. Elsa smiled. She pecked his lips lightly. It's over, lover boy. His thoughts laughed. He frowned. Elsa chuckled giggly. She kissed his brow.

"Rest, Klaus. I'll send someone later to get you."

He smiled stupidly and slurred his speech. "Of course, my queen."

The queen waved as she made her exit. Zander entered again. A huge grin pestered on his face. He hugged the dizzy Lord of Arendelle.

"Good show! Good show!" Zander patted his head.

Klaus had to admit it was. She was mad at him. He was elated about this. He could have the one he loved for almost eternity. Maybe this night wasn't going south yet.

The Lord of Arendelle wasn't surprise by the queen's decision of sending Prince Charles of the Southern Isles, Prince Ferdinand of Spain, the French prince, Auguste, and indescribable Count of Austria, Marcos Wagner, back to their respective countries. He smiled. Their countries can deal with them. Hopefully, they do their sentences in a harsh manner. The lord laughed as he watched the castle guards drag the devilish prince away through the courtyard.

"My brother will hear about this!" Charles bawled. "Arendelle will have a war on her hand."

Klaus stood there at the window in a very simple suit. It was one of the many gifts given to him. A princely outfit, he dubbed them. It was the nation's colors. Gold. Purple. Green. Its coat was a forest green outlined in gold. The pants came in a much darker green. The outfit was completed with a violet sash. Klaus snickered as he saw the prince struggle in his restraints. He leaned against the column as he admired his handiwork. He heard a giggle arose. The lord met eyes with the princess. Anna begun to slowly clap for him, but he ended rolling his eyes. She gave him a side hug. The princess placed her head on his weak shoulder gently.

"You shouldn't be up, milord."

"You've never been the boss of me, princess."

Anna laughed as she kissed his cheek. "Milord, you know I'm the queen's right hand and your princess. That sir makes me the boss of you."

"Only in your dreams, Anna." Klaus smiled.

I don't think that I can tell you what this means to me

But here I am, it's so hard to believe

That I'm standing here, that I've come this far

The final horn of the tournament blew to announce the evening's event. Everyone compiled in the throne room. Queen Elsa of Arendelle took her seat upon the throne while Princess Anna, Lady Katrina, the Ice Master and Deliver as well as the remaining princes and dukes was among the people in front of the queen. Klaus walked into the throne room smiling. He strode to the queen and humbly bowed. "Your grace."

"Lord Klaus of Arendelle."

He reached for her hand and kissed it tenderly. Her cool skin was pressed against warm lips. Their eyes met. Klaus smiled endearingly. She fighting to kiss him and that was adorable. His smile turned to smirk as he thought she might lose her poise, regal queen persona. Her Prince Charming was already in the castle. A blush arose on her majesty face. Klaus' hazel eyes glance as his smirk went to a giant grin. Why did it have to be him? She thought. Klaus had to be this perfect gentleman and give his love to all. The queen smiled as the festival begun. She asked to dance by almost all of the remaining princes and dukes.

But you always said, have faith in who you are

I wanna take this time to thank you for the love you gave

From this moment, you've got to know

The Lord of Arendelle looked a bit amused. Elsa wasn't sure which was worst Klaus smiling amusingly or Anna gone crazy. The queen watched him closely as he greeted by many congratulations. He laughed and took most of the drinks offered to him. Klaus was about to kill the future ruler of Corona for being a bit overly drunk. He was sure his wife would use a frying pan for more than making some food. He smirked as he watched his precious queen dance. Her perfect aura was given happiness finally. It was something that she truly deserved. The queen greeted most of the guests until she was swipe across the floor.

I never wanted something more, and never felt so sure,

'Cause now I've got this chance to be, everything you saw in me

And even more than I ever dreamed before,

As long as you are here with me, I know that I can be something more

"Hello, my queen." The voice said amusingly.

Elsa laughed as she was dipped. Her partner was very agile. It was the drunken looking lord. He spun her again. They met face to face. He smiled that smile made her knees give out. The beautiful queen watched him with her big blues. Her eyes narrowed.

Looking back now it's so clear to me,

That you were sent to shape my destiny

'Cause there were times when I was ready to walk away,

"Lord Klaus, you still have perfect balance." She commented.

"They might've given me some drinks. It doesn't mean I took all of them."

She looked amazed. The lover smirked. It was good to see her surprised once in a blue moon. This tournament gave her a lot of them anyways.

The queen laid her head upon his better shoulder. "I love you."

"As do I."

But you gave me strength to face another day

I wanna take this time to thank you for the love you gave

And from this moment, you've got to know

They danced throughout the night without question. Anna smiled thinking that the lovers had too much time with the other. The snowman and the princess hatched a plan. Olaf giggled. Anna stepped towards the romancing couple. No one seemed to question the princess' motives. The two laughed as they kept giving anyone else the light of day. It was honestly something Anna would've let be if she didn't want to steal Klaus from her majesty.

I never wanted something more, and never felt so sure,

'Cause now I've got this chance to be, everything you saw in me

And even more than I ever dreamed before,

As long as you are here with me, I know that I can be something more

The snowman laughed as the two gave a silence to look at each other blushing.

"Come on, little guy." Elsa smiled offering her hand to the snowman.

"You're mine again, Sir Cyrus." Anna pulled Klaus into an awkward start to a dance.

Klaus laughed, "You're the one who make things awkward, you know."

The princess huffed. "You create the non-sense."

The two laughed. Many the years have gone by but their relationship wouldn't go without a fight with a skillful levelheaded lord and feisty, temperamental princess. Lady Katrina smiled as she remembered one of the many conversations she had with the late Queen of Arendelle. They were discussing the relationships that Klaus had gained throughout the kingdom of Arendelle and beyond. He was a brilliant student and excellent instructor. The young lord had collected many princesses' dreams, as he was known for extremely long distances. The two nobles laughed as they told each other about their children's feelings. Elsa had a fondness for the lord as Klaus had his uncanny way to receive a smile from his true love. She smiled only if the former queen could have seen them now. Her eyes shined as she watched the princess joint in her arm with his. They walked away from dancing and laughed as they greeted the Ice Master who asked the younger sister to dance.

Vivian, only if you could see your daughters now. Both are beautiful, wise and madly in love. My son has grown within these walls its wonderful. His father and the king taught him well.

Klaus was exhausted but extremely elated. It was a first time in a long time that he saw Elsa enjoying herself and the company of others. He hadn't seen a duke walked towards him as he cleared his throat. His hazel eyes met those brown orbs. His smile turned to a smirk. It was honestly to have some comfort from a duke while one tried exceedingly to murder him. Maybe the Duke of Maldonia's invitation was meant to be the encouragement that both of them needed. Elsa was always the shy sister no matter what anyone says. It took him forever to get her to play with Anna and him.

"Hello Lord Klaus." The Duke of Maldonia bowed.

Klaus smiled gently and bowed, "Duke of Maldonia, how's this evening?"

"It's excellent. Thank you." The dark duke smiled, "It's been a pleasure."

"Yes, it has." He agreed as he shook his hand. "How long are you staying?"

"Until the morning. There's much more preparation within the few weeks. Our queen's having her second child very soon. Many of the nobles have to make the preparations that the child is comfortable in their life as royalty." Wendu smiled. "I'll be retiring now."

"Goodnight, Wendu."

The dark visitor smiled, "Before I retire, I'm thinking if Queen Elsa had it her way primarily. She would've chosen you over any suitor. When she looks at you, it's very pure through my eyes."

"I wouldn't doubt that." Klaus winked. "I'm always going to be the number one and two in her life. That depends on the day."

"Good evening, milord."

With that the Duke of Maldonia was off in preparations, Klaus smiled maybe this tournament wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. Before his thoughts could race to whom, someone pulled him into another dance giggling and saying Come on. He was certain it was the queen again.

I reaching for the sky, won't let this chance go by

I've waited all my life for something more,

And now's the time you're gonna see,

From this moment you've got to know

"What did you wish for?" the queen questioned.

Klaus looked surprised, "You want to know something that might not come true if I tell you."

She blushed and nodded. He smirked. They continued to dance without speaking anything. She was sure he was stalling. He didn't want to tell her. Elsa frowned. His eyes met hers. They held an amusement smile that many might think he was amused by their actions. Elsa knew a bit better than that. He was entertained by the fact she had interest in both the true him and Cyrus who was much alive than she could have known. Klaus Cyrus Hendriksen, the name rolled off her tongue heavenly. His eyes shined like everything she hadn't seen in like forever.

I never wanted something more, and never felt so sure,

'Cause now I've got this chance to be, everything you saw in me

And even more than I ever dreamed before,

As long as you are here with me, I know that I can be something more

His smile pulled her into another dance. She wasn't going to get her answer was what she was thinking. It was honestly annoying when he had his tongue very tight. The smile grew as a thought's creation gave him a wonderful idea. Elsa frowned, as it couldn't end very well. She was grateful that he had to put his ideals into his mission. Klaus had always been the one that she had to admit dedicated to his work. He knew three languages, one of them being a dead language, knew how to disarm without injury and had a gift of charming any woman in this world. He could have anyone, but he decided to take his chance with a shy princess. His amused look hadn't faded yet Elsa felt he wasn't even thinking of anything amusing. The lord spun her and held her a few eternity-like minutes. They kept dancing as his arms snaked around the beloved queen.

"My wish already came true." He whispered huskily. "Possibly years ago, my queen."

Elsa smiled as she figured what that birthday wish was. Was she truly what he wanted for his birthday? His birthday wish seemed to be wasted if he already had what he wanted. The frozen prison surrounding her heart was being torn away as if it wasn't ever there. Klaus had to be the one who had this gift of being who he was and become a fantastic leader. The surprising lord smiled as he spun her again. His lips met hers yet again. It was longer than the small kisses earlier. When the hazel-eyed lord pulled away, the Queen of Arendelle frowned as she missed

"I wonder if you're only dreaming this." The lord smirked.

You make me want to be something more

You make me want to be something more

The night ended as soon as it started. The queen explored a side that she might not have thought to be true. Her prince had to be the good childhood friend she had. Anna and Klaus laughed as much as they always did. The lord accused the princess of something or other. Elsa wasn't paying any attention to the bickering duo. They were like that. Kristoff seemed to be out of place trying to calm them down but when they started laughing hysterically, Kristoff thought they might have gone to insanity. Elsa shook her head, only if he knew. A mere blink given her a fright that the lord was gone. His laughter was still echoing in the throne room. The queen felt someone lift her. She screeched loudly. It wasn't what a poised queen does. Her blues met those devilish hazel almonds. The fright built rage in her stomach.

"Hello love." He kissed her hand innocently.

Elsa was positive he was the one who had been made to be hers. His calm, outgoing personality had given her reserved, poised queenly façade a run for its money. The queen never thought something so frozen could be suspended in its ice prison forever. Klaus had proven that statement to be wrong.

How sweet? Klaus got the girl! Are you guys ready for EPISODE TWO? I'm almost to Spring Break! :D EXTRAS are coming! Who wants extras?! See ya soon in Episode Two or Extra I? KELSIUS FOREVER! Another episode of the trilogy… The Arendelle Love Story: Episode 2 – Testin' the Worth of True Love... Will Klaus and Elsa still be an item? Or will being together became really awkward? Who knows?

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