Writer's block and university are so stupid. They never give me the inspiration or time I need to write.

The Truth Comes out, Part 2

"Isabella! Get back here!" Elsa shouted as she ran after her daughter.

"No, go away!" The teenager shouted back, running into her room and slamming the door shut. With a grumble, Elsa burst through the door, finding her daughter seated on the bed. "I said go away!"

"Not until you explain to me what happened back there! That was unbelievably rude and uncalled for!"

"So what!? He deserved it! He lied to me and to Lulu! What's worse is that he tried to kill you! How could you possibly fall for a murdering psychopath!?"

"Your father is not a murderer!" Elsa hissed, her magic engulfing the room, "And yes, he tried to kill me but do you seriously think I would marry him if I knew he hadn't changed?" Isabella opened her mouth to retort but Elsa held up a stern finger, her face so anger it actually scared the teenager. "Do you have any idea how hard he worked to make himself a better person and how hard it was for him to tell what he did in the past to you and your brother? It was something he never wanted to tell you!" The room was silent for a moment, Elsa using this time to take a few calming breaths and to rid the room of the ice.

"Then why did he?" Isabella asked in a small voice, regret for what she had said growing in her.

"Because of what you said to him yesterday about what Sigmund had told you. He decided it was better that you learned to truth from him than from his half-brothers." Elsa explained, sitting down on the bed. "It wasn't an easy decision for him. He was terrified of how you and Lukas would react and how you would think of him afterwards."

"And I reacted the wrong way didn't I?"

"It was the reaction he feared he would get." Defeated, the child slumped over to the bed and sat down next to her mother, the woman wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

"If Dad tried to kill you, how did your coronation really go?"

"It went exactly as we told you but we changed the ending a lot. Your father never kissed your aunt and he left her to die in the library. He then convinced the emissaries that I killed her and they sentenced me to die. I escaped the dungeon and ran out onto the fjord where I eventually ran into your father. He told me that Anna was dead and that I killed her. I collapsed in grief and when he tried to kill me, Anna stood in the way, the curse taking hold and freezing her."

"Oh." Isabella mumbled, unwillingly picturing her father with a sword swung over her mother's head. Elsa pulled her daughter close and embraced her, kissing her auburn curls.

"I know it's not easy to hear all of this but believe me when I say that your father regrets everything he did back then. He has come to me so often saying that he wished he could go back and change what he did and he was so terrified that he would have to tell you; it was something he never wanted to do." Isabella nodded, remembering how her father would stiffen every time she would bring up the coronation when she was younger.

"He really didn't want to tell me, did he?" Elsa shook her head.

"If Sigmund had kept his silence, he never would've told you. I'm glad he told you though, if only so you could see how he has changed and how great a man your father has become" The girl sniffed, tears forming in her eyes,

"And I told him I hated him."

"Then let's go back to him." Elsa said, pulling the child up to her feet but never ceasing the embrace.

"I don't know if I can face him."

"If he had the courage to tell you the truth then you have the courage to say you're sorry. And if I could forgive him for attempting to kill me, he'll forgive you for what you said." Isabella nodded, holding onto her mother tightly as they headed back to the library. When they enter the library, Hans is back in his chair, Lukas on his lap and his eyes red from a small bout of tears. He quickly wiped his eyes when he spotted his wife and daughter in his peripheral. He doesn't look at Isabella, thinking the teen was still angry with him. Nothing happened for a few minutes, one waiting for the other to do or say something. After some time, Isabella can't take it anymore and ran to her father, sobbing into his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, Dad. So sorry." She cried, Hans standing up so he could properly embrace his daughter, tears coming from his own eyes too.

"I forgive you." Hans whispered to her, kissing her temple and holding her as close as he could. "I love you." The statement Isabella smile amidst her tears.

"I love you too."

Not sure when the next story will come as I have no idea what I'll write.

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