Chapter 25: Princess Anna's Decision

"Push, My Queen! PUSH!"

She screamed, as loud as she can, as she pushed as hard as she can. The pain was unbelievable. She has never experience such pain before, the pain that should have made her begged to be ended. But no, she didn't beg, at all… for she has focused all her thoughts to one thing, and one thing only.

Her child.

She gasped as she finally felt the tiny body slid out from her after it nested in her womb for nine months. The one she and Hans cared with all their hearts, the one continuously snuggled up against her ribcage, keeping her awake at nights, and the one giving her back pains.

But she would never blame such a miracle she and her husband created out of their love together. And as she slumped back against the pillows, utterly exhausted as she tried to regain her breathing, she watched as the maids walking back and forth around the chamber. She narrowed her eyes, her vision still slightly blurry, in search of her child.

She did find the one maid holding a child wrapped in a soft blanket, but instead of giving the bundle to her, she seemed to holding it further away from her.

"G-give me my child…" she whispered, all weak and tired but determined. "Please. I need to see my baby…"

The other maids seemed to disappear from the chamber, leaving her alone with the maid who still held her child away from her. The maid only lifted her gaze up to the Queen without a word coming out from her lips before she turned to the window, a shadowy figure lurking extremely mysterious there.

She didn't know how, but she had the nagging feeling that something was wrong, that the maid has an ill purpose, and it happened to be something including her newborn.

Still sore from delivering her child, Elsa attempted to get up from the bed, only finding herself standing shakily with her hands on the nearest chair's backrest for support. "I demand you to give me my child." She tried to keep her voice from shaking and made it firm as she held back the pain from her pelvis.

But the maid didn't mind a word as she only stepped closer to the shadowy figure with her child in her arms. The dark figure took the baby from the maid, and upon making contact with such mysterious person, the child began to wail for its Mother.

The figure inspected the crying child closely, brows furrowed. "I can use you." He mused, his voice deep and emotionless. "You will be a fine weapon for me." He turned and faced the opened window, looking far like he was measuring how far would he go.

Everything went in a slow motion.

As he jumped out from the window, her child in one arm, Elsa pushed her limits and rushed to the window, only for herself falling onto the floor as she lost her balance. She cried out from her child, her right hand held out and her powers surged through her fingertips, only missing the dark cloaked figure by mere inches before he disappeared with her child for eternity…

~O~

The shrill blood curling scream from the figure on the bed jolted Hans awake from his slumber on the chair at one corner. He had been watching his wife from his seat across the bed ever since he came back after he has a little conversation with the newest prisoner in the dungeon.

He quickly got up and rushed to the side of the bed, shaking his wife awake. Her eyes shot opened, her blue orbs filled with tears and panic as he helped her sat up on the bed.

She was screaming something between the word 'don't take my baby away' and 'give me back my baby', though Hans couldn't actually hear clearly between her cries and coughs.

"Elsa, Elsa…" he tried to soothe her, "Hey, shush… calm down. Everything is alright, Elsa. Calm down…"

She looked at him in panic, gripping his arm tightly with both arms. "Hans, our baby! Don't let him take our baby!"

He frowned, looking at his panic wife confusedly. "What do you mean, Elsa? Our baby is still with us…" he tucked a strand of platinum blonde hair behind her ear. "Calm down… we can't have you being overly stressed, okay? It'll harm the baby."

"Hans… our baby…" she sniffled, "Don't let him take our baby…"

"What happened to her?"

Hans looked up to find his sister in-law standing by the doorway, still with a half asleep face and her hair sticking all over the place, but she was quite alert to hear her older sister screaming in fear. He shook his head, not knowing what actually happened to his wife.

Anna walked forward, climbing onto the bed next to her sister and pulled the Queen into her embrace, letting the older to sob on her shoulder as she rubbed circles on her back soothingly, whispering reassuring words that 'everything was going to be alright' and 'the baby is fine'.

After the older sister has calmed down and mostly drifted back off to sleep, the Princess looked up at the auburn haired King sitting on the chair by the bed. "We need to get her back to Arendelle." She stated, "Kristoff said that the Trolls might be able to help her."

"It's a three days trip, Anna. And even that is if the water is in a good condition."

"What's in your mind then?" the Princess' voice has turned surprisingly sharp. "I'm not going to sit here and doing nothing while my sister is suffering in pain! I can't lose her, Hans, not again."

Hans could clearly see the determination in his sister in-law's eyes. He knew that she would do anything to help her sister, even if that means taking her to Arendelle by herself, which was not a very good and safe idea.

He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, he has no other choice. Besides, Anna and Kristoff might be right about the Trolls being able to help Elsa. "Fine," he nodded, "We're leaving in the morning."