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Elsa's POV

I'm stuck unable to react to this. How is this a bad announcement? Are they that angry that I am not dead? Was my apology not good enough? The familiar sinking feeling returns.

Nothing has changed, they still hate me…

The cries of the crowd seem almost deafening to me.

"This is a mistake!"

"No!"

"This is madness!"

However, I also hear other voices in the sea of cries…

"Monster!" A woman calls out in the crown

I wince.

Is she really wrong about me?

A few guards start to move into the crowd, but my brother motions for them to stay back. I look at him and I'm surprised. He isn't angry looking in the slightest, almost as if he expected this response from them. Instead, my brother stands there taking their cries with a look of hurt, but he says nothing to defend his choices.

He's enduring their wrath because of me…

"Traitor!" A voice cries out.

Wait. Traitor? Are they talking about me still…or Hans? Anger floods me at that moment.

It's one thing to hate me, but my brother is not an option for their scorn.

I vaguely feel the cool seeping from me as I storm forward.

Time to be the weapon of the royal family, I'm meant to be…

"ENOUGH!" I yell out.

Anna's POV

"ENOUGH!"

The sharp voice is accompanied by Spikes of ice forming quickly on the balcony, pointed downward towards the direction of the crowd. My eyes widen when I see Elsa standing protectively by Hans, seemingly seething as she stares at the crowd below. Immediately, the crowd is silent probably from shock at the sudden aggressiveness of their queen.

I watch as Elsa scans the crowd clenching her fists.

"Hans is not your enemy!"

A cold wind seems to bellow out from her.

"How dare you reject our prince like this!"

To my surprise, the ice on the balcony starts to grow as she talks and I notice something else too.

Is it turning red?

I focus on Elsa again as she continues speaking. She looks around the courtyard and I nearly gasp when I see her glare.

"It is Prince Hans' right to be king and you will accept him."

I spot Sindri, the blacksmith, stepping out from the crowd. I can tell he has a deep frown even under his bushy mustache and beard.

"This is wrong." He calls out.

Everyone is still. All at once, frost crawls down the balcony, down the wall, and stretches out encircling the blacksmith. The various gasps are audible from the front of the crowd as those close to him back away. Looking back at Elsa, I see her glaring down at him coldly. Hans places a hand on her shoulder and she looks back at him as if she forgot he was there.

He smiles at her they seem to almost be communicating silently.

Have they gotten that close?

Finally, Hans steps up beside my sister as Elsa looks back at the crowd.

"Kneel in respect…" She trails off and sudden spikes of ice shoot up in the courtyard around the crowd; "…Or else."

She says this with a tone I haven't heard from her. It's not only cold, it dark and angry, as if to challenge anyone to oppose her will. Slowly but surely, the people start to kneel looking hesitant or confused with fearful glances at the red & blue spikes.

Looking at Hans, I can seek a smirk on the corner of his mouth and I grit my teeth in anger. Elsa turns and walks past the disgraced prince inside, I watch as he turns and follows her inside. I scramble back across the roof to reach the window I came from. I can't help but picture Elsa's cold face from moments ago.

Oh, Elsa…

I fall back inside and Kristoff catches me looking concerned and looks me over.

"Anna, I heard the crowd yelling. What happened?"

He puts me down and I start tugging him down the hall.

"Hans got Elsa to announce him as their new king and threatened them." I quickly sum up the situation.

My frown doesn't loosen as we rush around the corner.

"She wasn't at all like herself, Kristoff." I swallow thickly before continuing; "We need to get to her before Hans locks her away again or something."

Kristoff is running next to me at this point as we rush down the staircase.

"Don't worry, we'll get her." He says as I round the last corner to the main hallway.

I'm suddenly yanked back around the corner.

"Anna, hang on. We can't let Hans see you remember?" Kristoff

I nod and we wait till Hans walks away, leaving Elsa with a group of guards. Immediately, I start sprinting down the long hall towards my sister. I push myself to go faster when I see her being escorted through a set of doors.

"Elsa, wait!" I call out.

She pauses and starts to look around, but then a big guard behind her says something to her and she nods and keeps walking. I skid to a stop practically slamming into the heavy doors as the shut.

I'm breathing heavily as I hear Kristoff.

So close…

My jaw drops and my heart cracks.

No…

"What is it?" Kristoff asked

Unable to pull my gaze from the painting, I point up.

"That." I weakly say.

The last painting done with my parents has been replaced? Altered? I can't be sure. My stomach twists tightly with the sight. Papa has a hand on a younger Hans' shoulder looking cold. My eyes slide to little Elsa, who is standing almost stiffly in front of mama who has a hand on the side of my sister's arm. Seeing this is strange. From the outside…they almost appear to actually be a family.

A family without me…

I can feel a frown slowly grows on my face.

Hans is literally trying to replace me. This isn't about lying to Elsa anymore, no he is lying to himself and anyone else who may enter these halls. My blood boils at the realization of this.

"Does he really think he can just swap out portraits and no one will know the truth?!"

I gesture wildly to the portrait.

"I mean, how did he even do this?!"

Kristoff places a hand on my arm looking sympathetic.

"I'm sorry Anna, but we need to keep moving. Getting caught here won't help anyone."

I turn away from the painting crossing my arms.

"Fine. You're right." I huff.

"I'll deal the replacement issue, later," I mumble.

Kristoff glances at the doors that Elsa went through.

"Where did they take Elsa? She didn't go the same way Hans went." He asks.

"Hans is probably off to get changed for the coronation. Elsa is probably being led to a waiting room." I answer still frowning.

Kristoff's eyes light up as I glance at him.

"Then we just need to get rid of the guards."

My eyes widen slightly.

"You're right!"

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