The council stared at their queen, everyone in the room dead silent.

After the lecture Elsa had put them through, and almost being frozen; everyone had just not mentioned the wedding to her royal highness.

"Queen Elsa, if I may." Phillipe pushed his glasses up, looking at the queen with anxiety, she simply nodded and looked at him with sassy eyes. "We can not, unfortunately, take down the bounty we set for the Prince."

"Yes my queen," Gordon agreed with his fellow councilman, "we know he treated his sentence in his country, but he came back to Arendelle, things here, well they're different."

"Besides taking down the flyers would be a tough task. People already know he's here and a wanted man! We can not confuse our people."

To this everyone agreed in nods, making the queen sigh.

"My queen," she turned to look at Angus, "you see, he's tried against the crown. I, and I think I speak for everyone in this meeting, simply find it very strange that after seeing him you were suddenly cursed. I vote against taking the bounty down."

"Yes your highness."

"It's too dangerous for you and the princess."

"-Too strange that when he sees the queen she's suddenly cursed."

"I suggest we keep the bounty."

Elsa sighed and shook her head, so they had been right. It was very strange that the same day he met with her she suddenly got cursed. Maybe he had been dealing with dark magic, and once he got caught...

Her head began to ache, she wasn't sure of what to think.

"Keep the bounty, but I want him alive."

When she had met with the siren, the creature had explained to her most of everything. Elsa sighed and stood, there was no use arguing today. She was mentally tired, and frankly she was starting to doubt about Hans. If what the siren said was true, then why hadn't he returned?

Elsa dismissed her council and made her way to her office. She deflated once she had sat on her chair behind her large Robles desk.

It had been a week since she had denied Jet Rhyus as her husband. A week with no information of Hans. A week of Elsa almost silent.

Anna walked in on her sister whilst she had her face stuck in piles and piles of paperwork. Elsa had been silent lately. She didn't talk to her. She would be away in her office, or in her room. It felt like they were complete strangers.

"Um, Elsa?" The queen rose a brow letting her sister know that she had acknowledged her, her eyes stuck in a permit paper.

"Can we talk?"

The queens eyes closed, she loved Anna, but the events of the past week were still fresh in her mind. She was angry at her council for rushing things. She had almost lost her temper and froze everyone. True be it she was not easily angered, especially by Anna, but what her sister had done was almost unforgettable. She had imprisoned Kai. The man who practically took over once their parents passed.

Kai, she quickly dotted it down to have another word with him. When she spoke of Hans he'd simply smiled at her and insisted that he'd come back to see her.

And then there was that incident with Hans... Anna had put a price on his head. Something the redhead knew her sister was against. The man as evil as he was, he did not deserve to be dead. They couldn't justify what he'd done during her coronation, no. But if the events that had transpired were all in his favor, then alas though they hated it, he was her hero. And just like Jet Rhyus he deserved a recognition.

And if Hans was her hero, then she could prove to everyone Jet Rhyus was nothing but a liar, and wanted nothing more then what hand had wanted in the beginning. The crown.

The queen rolled her eyes as she remembered said man. He claimed to have kissed her and lifted the curse, but she would remember if she'd been kissed, especially if it had lifted her curse, she would know. Jet Rhyus felt fake, she had seen love before, and between both him and her it didn't exist.

"Elsa..." Anna began, as she sat in front of her sister, piles of papers dividing them.

"Yes, Anna?"

Her redheaded sister fiddled with her fingers. She had been doing so many things that were wrong. She'd caused the first eternal winter, she'd made a terrible mistake with Hans. The only thing she'd done right was marry Kristoff.

Elsa suddenly smiled gently towards her sister and reached out with her hand, Anna placing hers in Elsa's.

"Go on, Anna."

The princess stared at her with saddened eyes, "Elsa... I have no idea how to tell you this."

To this the queen furrowed her brows, "what is it?"

The princess suddenly stood, giving her back to her sister. "The council came to me..."

Elsa stood walking towards her sister. What had they said to her?

"Elsa... since... you haven't married... they asked me to produce an heir..."

The blonde heiress suddenly went serious. No, not because of Anna, because of her council. Did they doubt her capability?

As soon as he knew that the queen was back in her castle and safe, he had gone to take the basket of wild berries to bury it in the island of the lost seas.

No one had even noticed that he'd gone to hear if the queen had recovered. But as soon as he had entered Arendelle, he had left. Taking a small ship to the island.

Once he arrived with the proof of engulfing the siren, his fellow mates cheered him on. The creature was gone for one hundred years. He had completed his mission. He was finally the Prince Charming to her royal highness queen Elsa.

Hans settled down across from a mate, Xavier Cavort was his name. He was from Corona, and a former prisoner.

"So you saved the same woman you tried to kill..." Hans knew that was his way of saying he'd done a good job.

The Prince smirked, taking off his shirt and piling it to the ground next to the log he was sitting in. The heat of the summer coming in early in the lost seas island. "What am I supposed to do now?"

Xavier rose a brow and pulled his lips in a line, "you know, you can now do whatever you want."

"You're much help."

The muscled man snorted as the redhead shook his head. "For a start you can share the tricks you have under your hand."

Hans laughed and eyed the bald man. "What are you talking about?"

"Well, how you easily conquer women. Frankly any damsel that sees me runs away in fear."

Hans shook his head, smiling. He wished that in the least one of his brothers were like Xavier.

The bald man smiled and stared at the sunset and the floating boats, now that they had stopped the siren, they could enjoy life, at least until their children's, children had to take her again. Sadly it meant that she would be from Hans own kin.

"What is Queen Elsa like?"

Hans who had wandered off in thought suddenly stared at his mate with a risen brow.

"Is she beautiful? Frightening? Vicious? Is she how the other kingdoms portray her?"

The redhead turned to the bald man, who was wrapping a knife inside his boot."How is she portrayed?"

Xavier looked out to the ocean again, the sun setting quickly.

"Well from the tales I've heard... she's a wide eyed woman, with her hair of ice and snow, and her skin flaky with ice shards. That her features are hideous, and has vicious fangs. Is she like that, Prince?"

Hans eyes shined slightly, his hands went over his head and settled there, he kicked out his feet relaxing. "She's a big eyed woman, that they got right."

Xavier nodded and looked at Hans, "she is a frail woman. Thin and delicate. Her eyes are bluer than the sky itself, and her hair is light. Her Majesty has a very nice body, long milky white legs. And skin as soft as a feather."

Xavier chuckled, "seems to me you know her grace more than you tell."

The redhead snorted and stood from his spot, he began towards his chamber, pulling has shirt over his shoulder "I don't." With that the Prince left.

He would soon have to leave the island, but where he would go, he didn't quite know. He was curse free now, should he return to his home?

He wondered if his brothers, now that he'd been rid of his curse, be better to him. Or would everything be the same? He sighed and looked back to Xavier, "goodnight."

The man nodded in return and went back to sharpening his tools.

He had seen so many things the moment the siren had been engulfed, and the scent of wild berries chased him everywhere he went. He lay in the bed with his hand covering his eyes. That scent was killing him, it made him want to vomit.

He eyed the roof of his chamber, seriously considering where his next stop would be, trying hard not to think on the scent.

Maybe he would travel the world. He was still an admiral. No longer a wanted man, he could really do anything. A prince he still was, he had not been stripped of his title. He paid his time, and recently saved the queen, that had to count for something. Maybe he would return to Arendelle, he would maybe be their hero. Maybe then could he gain the chance to win a princess. Not from Arendelle, but maybe from Ireland. He had heard princess Merida was quite the sight, and she'd loved trained men. Not your typical princess.

The redhead chuckled at himself. He had so many choices, but maybe it was indeed time to settle down. Maybe have his children. Yes, he would go back to Arendelle. That seemed the best start, being forgiven by the country that he'd wronged was a big step towards a good marriage. He closed his eyes imagining how welcomed he'd be, maybe he would even get awarded an honor.

First it was Arendelle. Then he would present to his father his recognition, after he would search for a bride.

The Prince fell asleep, a smile on his face. Soon everything for him would be better.

"Absolutely not!" Elsa gritted her teeth towards the guard. He had been persistent towards her, and had even tried to kiss her.

Jet Rhyus shook his head, "Elsa-"

She walked back, staring at him, she distrusted him so much, "that's queen Elsa to you."

His eyes went hard, "but my lady, all I want to do is for you to understand that I love you. I am your best, and only choice."

Ice suddenly formed in her fists, his words made her boil with rage. She would not ever consider a coward. If he took one step closer she would attack him.

The dark haired man placed his hands behind his back, and nodded. He turned his head to look at her and angrily walked out, closing the door behind him.

The queen sat behind her desk, emotionally beat. She had no idea what to think anymore. Maybe this time that she would go to her Ice palace, she would stay there eternally. Her eyes diverted to the piles of papers and she shook her head, continuing her work, adrenaline still in her veins.

Princess Anna stood in the middle of the hall, three council members and Jet Rhyus surrounding her. "Did you tell her highness?"

She held her hands together in anxiety, "yes I did, but I don't know why it's important to you all."

Gordan pulled his lips in a thin line. "Well, we just want to know how she's taking it. It's OK princess Anna." He held her hand and smiled genuinely. "We don't want to hurt Queen Elsa. She knows what she's doing." He turned to look at his son and the other two council members making them nod. "We will leave her at peace."

They all turned to leave except for Jet, who placed his hands behind his back and stared at her with saddened eyes.

"Anna, you saw when I kissed Elsa, right?"

The princess stared with big eyes, "I suppose..."

"Help her see that we're in love. Elsa will not regret it. She will live a happy life with me." He smiled softly at the redhead, he knew she was an easy pray.

"Well I guess I can try to help her see the light. I just want her to be happy."

"You and I both." He turned his back walking away, "and see the best for the kingdom."

Anna smiled as she thought of how happy her sisters life would be, marrying someone she actually knew, someone that she genuinely loved. "Oh Elsa... I'll help you get your happy ending."

A week already had gone by and the Prince was still stuck in the boat. They had half a day to sail before entering Arendelle waters, and most of the night to arrive to its ports.

Xavier clicked his tongue at the Prince, and chuckled. "Listen boy. When you get there, put on your vest robes, wear your admiral uniform, and conquer the queen."

Hans chuckled at his older friends comment. If only it were that easy. Queen Elsa would never consider him, not after what he'd done to her sister, hell to her.

"You almost killed me!" She had stared at him with saddened eyes, her posture full of anxiety.

"Next stop, Arendelle ports." The Prince sighed.

The guardsmen growled as they posted new wanted signs of prince Hans Westerguaard of the southern isles. He had a price on his head but they no longer wanted his dead.

"Why is the queen doing this Jet?" The dark haired guard grinded his teeth together in annoyance.

"Her royal highness has gone stupid, that's why."

Fred a friend of Jet and comrad shook his head. He knew the reasons his mate was angry. The queen had denied him as a husband. As time grew so was his impatiens, he wanted to be king. And to Fred, that seemed wrong. The queen had the right to chose who she'd marry, it was as if someone had forced his lovely Olivia to marry then it simply would've been horrible.

"Quit complaining and get back to work Jet Rhyus."

The leader of the guards furrowed his brows, as laughter escapes his mates lips, and when he turned back his crew stopped laughing.

"When I become king, I will personally rid of all of you fools."

"You wished to speak to me, your highness?"

Kai stepped into the queens office, closing the door silently behind himself.

"Yes Kai,there are a few questions I the answers to, and you're the only one who can answer them."

Her right hand man sat ahead of her. He slowly took off his gloves and folded his hands together. "If I can be of assistance, I will."

Elsa eyed Kai, she did not distrusted him by any means, but she really wanted answers. "Prince Hans,"

The butler nodded at the queen, he had known that sooner or later this topic was going to shine. It was after all time to let everyone know that the Prince was for once on their side.

"What about Prince Hans, milady?"

Elsa sighed, Kai was always discreet, and that also meant he would incover for the Prince. She had done well to have him as second in command.

"Why did you set him free?"

The bulgy man smiled and his eyes drifted as if in thought. "Prince Hans, he was under the curse of darkness, your highness. You see everything he's ever done has been wrong.

"He was born the thirteenth Prince of the southern isles, never one to be king. He was angry at life. I reflected myself in him-"

Elsa interrupted him, "you are nothing like Hans. You are kind and generous, never compare yourself to him."

Kai chuckled softly, "never be so quick to judge my queen. Even the thorns grow flowers."

The queen smiled as she remembered her own situation. How her powers had been something to fear, until she learned to control them.

"The Prince did not lie. He is coming back, you will see. And then he can explain your highness. Every last question."

"So he was cursed?"

The man nodded, "everything he has said is true, whilst I was cursed I only saw corrupted images, my own eyes deceived me. My actions demanded I be taken to prison. I was not a good person. Once I was free, though I had to work on cleaning my reputation, I had my happily ever after."

Kai smiled gently and bowed to her. Elsa nodded her head with her brows furrowed.

Kai looked back at her smiled and proceeded to the door. "Your highness?"

The heiress looked at him, still thinking on what he'd just told her.

"I think the Prince is your happy ending..."

He chuckled and stepped out. The queen widening her eyes in shock. No it couldn't be...