"Kristoff!" Anna hissed as his cart entered the castle gates.
"Anna!" Kristoff gasped, not expecting to see anyone in the early summer morning twilight.
"You've got to get out of here," she whispered, running up to him, "Hans knows."
"What about you?"
"I'll be fine."
"How can you be sure?"
"He wasn't in a rage, in fact he was very calm… it won't do to have anything happen to me or the children. I think we can count on that much."
"Is that what he really said?"
"Please, Kristoff, just go… they'll be safe enough."
"But will you be safe?"