Anna's POV

"I can't believe it! She saw through him the first time, why does she believe him now?" I said exasperatedly.

"Wouldn't that be all the more reason to trust her judgment?" Kristoff pointed out. The fact that he was probably making sense irritated me. I wanted to rant, not hear common sense.

"Don't be ridiculous," I said, unable to come up with a better answer.

I then heard a succinct but firm rapping at the door.

"You're expecting someone?" Kristoff asked.

"Elsa, if that's you, just know I'm still mad at you," I called.

Kristoff gave me a withering look. "I think she means come on in," he reinterpreted. Although I did actually want her to come in. Mostly so I could tell her how utterly foolish she was being.

The door creaked open slowly and the person I wanted to see the least stuck his stupid head in. "Does that apply to me too?"

"What are you doing here?" I scowled. Apparently Hans took that as an invitation to enter, for he let himself right in.

"I …I just wanted to ask you to take it out on me rather than your sister. It's me you're really mad at, but it's her you're hurting," he said.

This just got me more upset. "You do not get to tell me what hurts my sister. You tried to kill her!" I screamed. I could see Kristoff getting up warily, sizing up the prince.

"You should leave," he said to Hans. "After everything you did to them."

"I actually gave Elsa that choice back in Narnia. That I would leave until she had finished with Narnia so as to not interfere. And then I wouldn't have come here if Elsa hadn't asked me to," he protested. "I completely understand why she wouldn't want me around. To be honest, not sure why she does want me around. But she does, and I love her too much to leave if she wants me here."

I was trying very, very hard to stay angry at him, but it was hard to not believe him. "Then prove it," I challenged.

"How?" he asked. Darn. I was hoping he'd just say no. Now I needed something to respond with.

"Um…" I stalled, looking to Kristoff who just gave his usual clueless shrug. I silently grimaced in frustration at his uselessness.

"I mean it," Hans said firmly. "I really do love her. And I don't mean any of you harm. So if there's a way I could prove it, I would. But I'm not leaving."

While I was still trying to think of some response, an awkward silent fell. I knew I had to say something as both men were looking intently at me. Thankfully, I was saved by a sudden rapping at the door. "Come in!" I said instantly, eager for any distraction.

One of Hans' Narnian friends peeked her head in before bouncing in. As we all stared at her in confusion, she said in a bubbly voice, "Oh hey Hans! You're already here! I was just going to chat with Anna real quick."

"Um, you're…you're Queen Lucy, yes?" I said, shaking my head to get my bearings back.

"Yes! Yes I am. I thought you might want to chat! Although it seems Hans beat me to it. Hi, Hans!" she said equally cheerfully.

"Hi, Lu," Hans said, mostly seeming amused. "You seem cheery."

"Well, you nearly died, but all's well ends well," Lucy shrugged. "And hopefully it'll all end very well?"

Anna suddenly realized the attention was back on her. "Oh. Yes. I suppose."

"Does that mean you approve of Hans now?" she said delightfully, clapping her hands together.

"Lu. Lucy," Hans whispered loudly. "You're getting ahead of yourself again."

"Oh, I do that all of the time. Hans and my family's always reminding me to take things at the pace others do," Lucy giggled.

"You are really pushing this thing," I grumbled.

"Yeah, even though I know I shouldn't," she said. Hans looked startled by that.

I pounded. "Why's that?"

"Because if Hans stays here, Narnia loses him," Lucy said. I hesitated. I wasn't sure how to react.

"You really trust him that much?" I said, although quite aware Hans was still in the room as we talked about him.

"If he wasn't trustworthy, he would have had more than enough opportunities to betray us. Opportunities where he could have had an easy path to the throne. Instead he does everything he could to save us. So yes, I trust him that much," Lucy said firmly.

I looked at Kristoff, hoping for some wise words. But all he did was shrug yet again, as useless as ever.

"Thanks, Lu," Hans said, almost sounding surprised.

"If there's anything you want to talk about with me, I guess I'll be …maybe in the nearby village. It looks cute!" Lucy chirped. "Which should also mean I'd be easy to find. Since the Narnians accompanying me will probably cause quite a stir."

"I would imagine. You should see the spectacle Olaf makes when he's out and about!" I said, easily being friends with Lucy. I could sense that we would make really good friends if we had met in any other way. She cheerfully waved goodbye, skipping over to Hans to kiss him on the cheek goodbye.

A few silent seconds after she had left, I said, "Oh, wow."

"Wow you don't believe her?" Hans asked tentatively.

"Or…wow, she really trusts you. And…seems to have good reason for it," I said slowly.

Hans slowly grinned. "And?"

"And…The true love's kiss did work," I continued slowly.

"I was just as shocked as you were," Hans admitted. "I mean, Lucy wasn't, but I thought she was seeing signs where we were just friends."

"She seems smart. I like her," I declared.

"Elsa and I thought you might," he said, amused.

I flinched at that, the way he said their names so naturally together. Clearly there was something there, even if Hans professed to be shocked by it. He gave me a questioning look. I knew I had to say something. And soon. "Too bad it's you that'll be sticking around and not her," I said teasingly.

He frowned. "Does that mean…that you've at least resigned yourself to the idea that I'll be around?" he asked tentatively.

"It means I do want to see my sister happy. And that she was the one who was able to judge you better last time, so hopefully she's right and I'm wrong this time too," I admitted.

"Thank you!" he shouted almost jubilantly, jumping up and coming over to hug me. I stiffened, but this hug felt entirely different. It was 100% natural, no way he could have faked it.

"Just don't hurt my sister. Or you'll definitely be sorry," I threatened.

He only laughed cheerfully. "I would never. I mean, now. Me the way I am now," he said awkwardly.

I had to admit, that awkwardness was not the Hans I knew at all. His lies were smooth like…like…well, I'm not a poet. But they were very smooth. Like snow! Not sure if that comparison really worked or not. Anyways, I really didn't think he was lying. "Maybe eventually we could be friends again. I mean, it is weird. Very, very weird. But maybe," I babbled.

"I'm fine with maybe," Hans grinned. "Mind if I go tell this to Elsa?"

"Yeah, I guess," I shrugged reluctantly.

Once he left, Kristoff said, "Well that was surprising. You not holding a grudge."

"I do not hold grudges!" I protested.

"Yes you do."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Do too!"

"I do not! And I'm not going to go to the market later today with you now that you've said that about me," I said, sticking my tongue out.

"Oh, you mean later today because of this you'll be holding a grudge against me?" Kristoff challenged.

"Oh, shut up!" I protested.

Elsa's POV

There were many years before Hans was accepted by my advisors. The people of Arendelle were surprisingly accepting once I gave my word to vindicate Hans. Anna surprised me by also volunteering to stand beside me.

"It's clear you aren't going to budge on this, so I might as well go along with you on it," she shrugged.

"Thanks Anna. It means a lot," I said in relief.

About a year later, Hans and I began openly courting. We had been doing so for some time, but kept it private so as to not cause a stir. They had enough trouble believing in him. Him courting a different member of the royal family, well, that was too suspicious for them. But when he had helped several of the councilors as a soldier, several of them became indebted to him, some for their or their families' lives.

"It's time," I said once when we were walking along the beach.

"For what?"

"For us to court," I pressured.

"I thought we were," he said.

"To officially court," I clarified.

He stopped. "Oh."

"Oh? Just…oh?" I said, not sure what he was thinking.

"You know how I feel about that. I don't want to give anyone reason to, you know," he said awkwardly.

I kissed his cheek gently. "Hans. They're going to figure it out sooner or later. And wouldn't a secret courtship seem even worse?"

"I guess," he said slowly.

"If you hadn't had issues with my sister, would you want to court me?" I pressed.

"Yes. Absolutely," he said without even a second of hesitation. I smiled. I had been nervous about whether he did in fact want this, but that banished all nervousness.

"Then let's make this official. Do it proper."

"You really want this, don't you?" Hans said. I nodded. He grabbed my hand and kissed it. "Then of course. I love you. And…being with you…there's nothing I would want more than that."

"I love you," I said in relief.

It took far too long for them to accept that. Hans was widely disliked for quite awhile after we announced our courtship to Arendelle. I sent word to Narnia, who provided the much needed distraction by visiting. I wasn't too thrilled that this time the icy Queen Susan came, but she seemed friendlier now. She and Anna didn't get along nearly as well as Lucy and Anna had, but more in the way that Susan seemed to think of her as an amusing little thing. While I suppose that was decently accurate, Anna of course didn't care for that much. But either way, the usual strange assortment of creatures that came with them, causing enough stir to pull the attention away from Hans for awhile.

Now that the attention was off of Hans, people started just treating him like they might any other castle folk, much to my relief. He wasn't loved, but he wasn't hated either which of course was a vast improvement.

He was quite noticed though when Susan and Lucy were given the chance to address our court, which of course was their right as foreign dignitaries, but they used this chance to give testimonials in support of Hans, bringing attention back to him. But thankfully, it was less hostile than before, particularly as they recounted solid evidence of Hans protecting Narnia.

I was surprised one night when the two Narnian queens and my sister all accosted me in my chambers.

"This is the best chance you have to marry Hans," Anna said, the words bursting out before she could say anything to ease us into this conversation.

"Sorry, what?" I said, startled.

"Anna…has been telling us about the issues you have faced. However, the sentiment right now does not seem as hostile, and we could help ease such tensions," Susan said with her usual smooth diplomatic tone.

"And you two are so perfect together!" Lucy gushed, much like Anna who was far happier than I expected about this. I suppose Anna was more excited right now at the idea of a wedding than she was upset over who the groom would be.

"We haven't exactly been courting long," I stalled.

"Long enough to make a marriage announcement. And a royal wedding takes a year or so to truly plan," Lucy pointed out.

"Can we have a chocolate fountain? Please?!" Anna begged.

"Um, I guess? But I…I should definitely talk with Hans about this first. About the wedding I mean, not the chocolate fountain," I said, still dazed.

"He'd say yes to anything from you," Lucy teased.

"And, you'll help take care of…"

"Yes, yes. Smoothing tensions such as this is one of my specialties," Susan said with a cold smile that didn't really meet her eyes. I was a bit worried, but in the end decided she clearly cared about Hans quite a lot, and therefore was unlikely to do anything to harm him. "Also, while I do have to return to Narnia anon, I can visit again to help. And Lucy can stay."

"And I like wedding preparations much more than Susan anyways," Lucy reassured, clapping her hands together excitedly. I was much happier with that arrangement as Lucy was much friendlier to us, even if Susan was the more organized and efficient one.

That same afternoon, I sought out Hans. "So, um…ah…maybe you should pick a new Narnian ambassador while they're all here," I flubbed, not sure how to approach the issue.

He gave me a strange look. "Is there something wrong with me being the ambassador? It's why I'm able to stay here…"

"While, um, well…if, ah, you were a citizen of Arendelle, then, you know," I floundered.

"Then I couldn't be the Narnian ambassador since I wouldn't be a citizen there anymore. But that would happen…why exactly would that happen?" he said, his eyes having a sparkle to them.

I blushed. "Um, well, people who marry someone from Arendelle…that usually then makes them citizens to then, yes?"

"Yes, yes, it would. So what, is Lapanza interested in me?" he teased, naming one of my advisors.

"Hans!" I exclaimed.

He laughed. "If this is your way of telling me to propose, then…" he said, kissing me on the lips.

"Ew!" I exclaimed as fur somehow got into my mouth. "What in the world?"

"Sorry. Fur rather gets everywhere in Narnia," he said abashedly. "So…without a kiss then…would you do the honor of marrying me?"

"Hm, no, I'd rather not," I teased.

"Good thing I'm stubborn then," he teased back.

"The Narnian Queens think I should announced a date while they're here to help the tensions at the beginning," I went on, in a more serious note.

"Excellent! You should have seen them in their home country. Their brothers were too afraid to talk with a group of Minotaurs, preparing just to fight. But then Susan and Lucy went right up to the Minotaurs to have a chat with them and invited them to tea at the castle. If they can face Minotaurs, humans here shouldn't be a problem for them," Hans reassured. "And we could concentrate on…well, maybe first I should concentrate on getting the fur out of my teeth."

"Yes, yes you should. No kisses until that happens first," I said, having leaned back the moment I realized he was going to suggest concentrating on romance.

"Damn," he said with a small smirk.

I smiled and gave him a kiss, ignoring the fact that I now had fur in my teeth as well.

The next year went beautifully. Before I knew it, Hans and I were standing before the minister, hand in hand.

"I love you," Hans whispered, gazing so adoringly at me that my normally icy skin blushed warm. In the corner of my eye, I could see Lucy and Anna both bouncing excitedly on the side. The rest of the Narnian tetrarchs were also present, Peter beaming openly. Even Sven was looking his best, and even more surprisingly, Kristoff had cleaned up.

Some of the Arendellians looked anxious about the Animals watching the ceremony, but other than that, everything felt perfect.

Once the ceremony had been performed, Hans leaned in to kiss me – thankfully, fur-free.

"I love you, my dear Queen Elsa," he professed.

"And I you, King Hans," I said, using his new title. He looked aback for a moment, but remembered that he had a new title and shrugged it off.

"Dance with me?" I said breathlessly.

"I thought you didn't dance," Anna teased, overhearing us.

"Well, the one man I know I can always save if I did somehow freeze him," I said. "Which I never would."

We opened the dance, as was tradition. But soon we were surrounded by other couples. Anna and Kristoff of course. Sven and some Narnian Reindeer were…I suppose you could call it dancing. The Narnians began dancing together, but then Susan and Peter were interrupted when the Duke of Weaseltown – or what was it actually called again? – asked to cut in. Oops. I probably should have warned her.

"What are you looking at?" Hans eventually asked, noticing my distraction. I giggled as I pointed to the Duke peacocking about the stern Narnian Queen who was pursing her lips distastefully, crossing her arms with a condescending look. Hans laughed. "I would feel bad for her, but he'll be in pieces by the time she's through with him."

"Good for her," I said stiffly.

"Just ignore them and concentrate on this," he said, leaning in for a kiss before whirling me about the floor some more.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Can we cut in?" Anna said, her and Kristoff standing there.

"Of course," I said, handing Hans over to Anna. He looked back at me anxiously. I suddenly remembered that a dance at my coronation was how their history began.

Kristoff turned out to be a rather horrible dancer, so we eventually settled for just swaying back and forth. "What's going on over there?" he said, suddenly.

I turned around where Susan was striding away from a sobbing Duke of Weaseltown who was cringing on the floor.

"Well…I guess Hans was right about her taking care of him," I said, startled. When Susan happened to walk by, I called, "Susan. Susan!"

"What?" she asked, an eyebrow raised.

"What did you do to him?" I asked.

"Him who?" she asked innocently, breezing past me coolly.

"Hopefully this is enough to get him gone forever," Kristoff commented.

"Oh it is," Lucy said as she and Edmund stomped – er, danced – past. "Or if it causes problems, just curse us and our barbaric ways!"

"I would never!" I protested.

"Wouldn't bother us," Edmund shrugged as they danced off.

Soon, Hans and I were dancing again.

"So, Kristoff survived dancing with you ice-free," Hans grinned.

"Not risking anyone else though. Kristoff's practically family. And loves ice anyways," I responded. "He'd probably think it a thrill."

"Not sure I'd call it that. But being with you, that's a real thrill," he said.

"You are a thrill," I said, probably blushing again. "This…this is perfect. Everything here is so…perfect."

"I'm glad you think so. I…I'm so afraid of ruining things here," he confessed.

"Shhh. There's nothing you could do wrong," I insisted. "I mean, you could, but there's nothing you would do that would be wrong."

"I'm going to try my hardest to not cause any more problems for you, love," he insisted.

"Any problems would be worth it, just as long as we face those problems together," I said, kissing him softly on the lips.

"Always. I will always be at your side. There's no place I would rather be," he said, making my heart flutter rapidly.

"I love you so much," I whispered as we embraced and kissed again.