"The air in the forbidden forest was very tense, and the sounds that it had transmitted the first time he had been there were far worse now. There was sounds of fire cackling, loud chilling laughter, there was crying sounds. All of which made Jet's hairs stand on end, goosebumps ran through his spine. It was eerier than ever.

"He began to walk and as he did so he could hear chains clinging ever so softly behind him, as if he was carrying them himself. From afar he could see the cottage of Madame, and slowly he walked in that direction, the shivers going and coming as he neared the woman's home.

"He arrived finally, and from behind he felt an intense stare on him, as if someone was watching him. He turned quickly ready to rid of whatever it was but all he saw was a big crow with intense eyes on him. His blue eyes stayed on the animal, and it did nothing. He was there, the animals eyes on him and vice versa.

The door to the cottage creaked open, signaling the convict his entrance.

Jet's eyes stayed on the bird as he entered the woman's home. As soon as the door closed the bird screamed and flapped it's wings, flying to only God knew where.

Madame sat in the middle of the room, brushing her hair, ever so gently. The place was dark and creepy, you could hear from afar the jingling of chains, and the slightest sound of sobs.

She was facing away from him. And so suddenly a chuckle greeted his ears, and slowly, very slowly, she placed the brush down on a nearby table.

The man raised a dark brow.

"And he comes again to see what i can change." She chuckled darkly, "that's what you're here for, are you not?" Her eyes landed on his, and he jumped back not expecting to see her so hideous.

He regained himself and again went stone.

"I need-"

She placed a long thin finger to her lips, "I know, what you're here for." Jet ground his teeth, the woman was not letting him speak. /div

"You forget you belong to me Jet, I know everything you think, you do, you want." A laugh rumbled through her lips

"If you know what i'm here for, then what can I do!?" His jaw clenched.

"To break the spell?" She swayed herself out towards the man, her hair flowing behind her.

Her hands wrapped around his shoulders, and soon they were on his neck.

He began to breath heavily, for the first time in his life he felt intimidated.

"I need something in return."

She stayed there, with her arms wrapped around his neck her forehead touching his.

"And I already have your legs.

Her long tongue slipped through her lips and ever so slowly ran over his.

"Disgust ran through his body.

"How much do you want the crown?"

She slithered a hand down to his torso, then to his stomach, and she lowered her hand even further.

"Enough to please you."

"Good."

Xoxoxo

Hans pushed a golden lock away from the Queen's face. She was laying in the ground from under a tree by his side.

The crickets sang ever so softly and the water flowed quietly. The moon was almost crescent but the light it shined was still enchanting.

The two were simply there laying. She was looking at the stars above, and his eyes were locked on her.

The cackling of the fire to their side illuminated the pair. It was such a romantic night.

She looked beautiful to him, she was wearing a long green dress with sleeves that went to her forearm, it cascaded simple to her feet, but clung to her tempting breasts, and flowed freely from there down.

Hans simply thought to himself what he'd done to deserve this. To deserve this woman. It was no longer about the crown. It was now because he wanted it. Nothing more. And it scared him to feel that way.

"Are you alright Prince Hans?"

His eyes roamed her face and a small smile reached his lips. He continued caressing her cheek. She was just a delight to see.

"I've never been better."

Then they stayed there motionless for a few moments. He looked at her and she looked at him.

His hand cupped her face softly, the feeling of his hand warm to her. And pulled in close. He puckered his lips, and for the very first time, since he had begun to court her he kissed her.

She blushed intently, but closed her eyes. Enjoying the feeling of his warm lips on hers.

The kiss was short and sweet, and when they finally separated she looked away in shame.

Hans quickly sat up to look at her. "What's wrong?"

Her eyes rimmed with tears.

"He looked at her worriedly, "Did I go too far?"

She sat up herself. "No..."

He quickly grabbed her hand cupping her face with the other. She pulled away suddenly, and he made no effort into touching her again.

"I... This is the first time I've ever kissed anyone." Her hands went to her chest and snowflakes began to fall, making the ambient become deadly silent.

"If you think we should," he turned to look at the sky, "not go on like this I understand."

He made to stand, and she looked up at him worried. "No!" Quickly she followed him and stood right ahead of him.

Her arms went around his neck. He looked at her eyes and there it was again, the light pink in her eyes. "I didn't mean for you not to touch me." She stared into his eyes. "I'm very afraid I will not satisfy you."

He gripped the thin heiress by the waist and eyed her. "I wouldn't believe that's possible."

And his lips locked in on hers once again, only this time there was desire.

She pushed him away when she felt him brush himself closer, though he was tempting it would only be a few more days. "I have to go..."

The prince looked at her with hooded eyes, suddenly he couldn't wait for their wedding night.

"I will take you to the castle."

Xoxoxo

Madame laughed horribly, and tossed Jet his clothes.

He began to dress and when he finished, the woman waved in front of his face a black sheath with a lime skull engraved on it. "The smallest of wounds will do."

She swirled around him, dancing like a mad woman. "To find him, you must first find the magic mirror, it will show you where he is." She stopped, and faced him. and in his hand she placed a small vile. "Do it right this time... It's the las chance you get." She smiled devilishly, and lifted her hands in the air. Her figure turned quickly into the crow he had seen earlier outside the cottage, and she flew off, leaving the convict by himself.

A sinister smile reached his lips, "I've cut him before."

Xoxoxo

"Elsa?" Anna knocked on her sisters bedroom door, and walked inside.

"Anna, hi." Elsa smiled kindly towards her baby sister. "What is it?"

The redhead princess smiled sadly. "I'm Going to miss you."

Elsa couldn't help but appreciate the comment, "I'm not leaving just yet Anna. I have to leave everything ready. It'll be at least one more month, besides we have Heidi and Amos' wedding to attend. That's a few days from now, I'm not leaving yet."

She scratched at her forearm, " I know, it's just that, I wish we could come along with you."

Elsa's eyes went wide, then they softened, "and I wish you guys could come along too. But someone needs to stay on the throne. To make sure our council doesn't do anything crazy."

"Why don't you renew..."

"They're the council father had. And it worked fine for him." Elsa looked at Anna reassuringly.

The princess closed her eyes, and they locked you away and closed the gates instead of helping you, but nodded, "ok."

"Now Anna..." She held her hand out to her. "I would like for Kristoff and you to accompany me today, I would love to sit with my family for dinner."

Anna nodded eagerly, "wait what about Olaf?"

Elsa giggled, "him too." Sometimes Anna was as childish as she could be. And yet still Elsa loved that about her sister, so innocent... And it also worried her.

They walked out of the room, out towards the stairs, Anna slid down, and Elsa followed walking behind her.

She bit her lip, anxiety taking over her being. Maybe going away for such a long time was not a good idea... But what of Hans? She couldn't bring him here. He was forbidden, and strictly platonic to the throne.

Anna looked back at her sister once she reached the last step, "are you ok?"

The blond lifted her brows. "Of course, now let's see to your husband."

The two sisters reached the stables where obviously Kristoff was, with Sven and Olaf, and listened to the tune he was singing. He plucked at the lute. Olaf had a huge grin on his face and admired the ice harvesters talent.

He quickly made to stop when he noticed the girls, and blushed but the slightest. Though he was on the best of terms with Elsa it's was still a little awkward for her to see him singing and playing.

"Kristoff c'mon, were going to have dinner with Elsa!"

"Wait what?"

"Yeah, she invited us!"

Elsa couldn't help but giggled at the two. They were so cute together, such a great match. And then it panged her heart, she could not ever be like that, everything was so secretive with her partner.

The walk to the dinning room was smooth, Anna and Kristoff continuously joked, and laughed, and bumped into another, they were like children. That part of them Elsa admired. That freedom of being what you want. It tagged her right in her heart.

The meal was pleasant, warm, like home. But to her, despite the talking, the goofiness, the sincere love, she was missing him. She wasn't happy anymore, not without him.

"Suddenly her mood dampened, "excuse me... I have to go." She wiped her mouth and stood quickly walking away to her room, tears on the brim of her eyes.

Anna eyed Kristoff and stood, "wait Elsa!"

The blonde gripped her by the hand, "let her rest, Anna."
"But..." He sat her down and smiled reassuringly. "You have to let her sometimes."

"I guess you're right." And she continued eating, worried about her older sister.

Xoxoxo

The sun shines brightly, promising no rain. There they were, the house that would host a wedding.

"The people were beginning to arrive, including the royal family themselves.

Hans eyes caught in on his bride, and his heart was beating a thousand per minute. He was sweating, and their priest had arrived them.

He had talked to him previously, during the confession, and they had agreed to the queens desires; to go out to the woods where no one would see them and have him marry them there. Then come back to the event of Amos and Heidi.

His green eyes scanned through and soon they landed on his political family. Hoping they would not see him he lingered near the stables, where he and Elsa had agreed to meet.

Hans heard small steps behind him, and he turned, his eyes met with tear filled hazel ones.

"Heidi?" His expression showed worry.

"What's the matter?"

She pressed her lips together and a tear escaped her eye. "I came, because it's time..." She began to sob, "I've wanted this since the day Amos and I admitted love..." She lowered her face. "But I'm afraid Berry..."

Hans sighed softly, "everything is going to be alright."

She sobbed louder.

"Hush now Heidi," he lifted his hands trying to calm her down. He wasn't the best when it came to comfort.

"Please take care of father for me."

Hans then chuckled. "James is a tough man... But I'll take care of him for you."

She nodded her head and stood there without saying a word. Until she decided against speaking. Without warning she threw her arms over him and sobbed so woefully, that it stung his heart.

"I don't want to marry him! I want-"

"Is everything ok?" Elsa suddenly asked with an Expression of worry herself.

Hans looked at her and it was like his breath was taken away.

Heidi let go of him, her eyes red. She sniffled and lowered her head. "Queen Elsa..."

Hans nodded towards Heidi, but turned to his bride. She was wearing a white dress that clung to her figure. It was adorned with trinklets of glitter. Her sleeves were long and made of lace. She wore dark makeup with red lips. She was the definition of beauty.

"Yes everything is fine your majesty."

Heidi looked down and her heart began to hurt.

Hans kindly took Heidi by her hand and placed a small kiss on it.

"I wish the best in your marriage."

Her eyes were filled with tears and she hugged him again, "Please, i really don't want this anymore."

"Yes you do. You proved it to your father in the stables."

With those words she let him go. Then that was what she wanted, "But... I-"

Hans held her hand, and gestured to the Queen to stay in her spot. He walked Heidi to the gathering, and hugged her, but as soon as he did so he let her go. Leaving her in the hands of her saddened father. "I'm ready my daughter, to hand ye te yer husband."

"I'm ready too father."

The two walked away ready for the shook his head, bu turned to the stables, his life was about to change too.