Elsa sat inside the carriage, she had removed the snow from the ground, and had the clouds hold back on realeasing the flakes. She wanted to get back as soon as they could to Arendelle.
Her eyes lingered through the comfort of the carriage, and then they landed on a wooden box. It brought Elsa a soft smile. Soon she would see her sister.
Though she had to explain her situation, she didn't mind. She wanted for the world to know of their love, and now their child.
Her hand reached towards the small box and her hand caressed that gift. She would wear it until her return to Arendelle, for the sake of arriving quickly and safely.
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Jet rode his steed at top speed. His right hand held on to the reins and his left onto the mirror.
"Where is prince Hans!?"
He had finally caught up to the couple. After so much time of chasing after them. After about a year of trailing misreably after them.
He had passed their residence in the town of Salem. He had searched for them, and in that exact moment he had heard that they had left back to Arendelle.
When he asked the mirror, new hopes arised. They where only a miles away.
He clicked his heels hard against the beasts stomach, pushing it's limits to no end.
There was excitement running through his veins. A feeling of confidence over him.
He would finally get his revenge.
"Hiya!" He screamed again as he asked once more where the couple was.
Much to his delight, he had finally caught up to them.
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Anna cried and thrashed in dispair. All the air in her lungs was gone and she felt like throwing up.
There was sweat covering her forehead, and all the veins in her muscles were popped out.
She was giving birth with or without Kristoff. With or without her sister. There was nothing that could hold it back anymore.
Another wave of pain ran through her body, and all she could do was try to hold back a scream.
"Please help me!" She looked towards Gerda with tears in her eyes.
"Oh princess Anna..."
Maids ran in and out, as dr. Stone, and the midwife tended to the princess.
"Your fine princess Anna, don't worry. Just when you feel another contraction push, ok?"
"I can't-" she felt another wave of pain, and she began to shake uncontrollably, the pain was unbearable. But nonetheless she pushed.
"Ok, ok, ok, I see a head, push!"
Anna breathed heavily and her hair clung to her face, her eyes bloodshot.
"I can't..."
Gerda grabbed her hand and began to cry. "you can do this m'lady!"
Another contraction came to the princess, and with all her strength she pushed again.
"Come now princess just one more big one!"
Anna screamed again, this time pushing with all her might. And soon she could hear the sound of a child crying. A baby crying.
She laid her head down, her breath heavy.
"Is it... Ok?"
She looked up to see Dr. Stone holding her child with a white blanket. He patted it's back and the baby began coughing uncontrollably.
"He's fine princess, look at this boy!"
The baby cried even more, only this time his skin was getting pink.
"It's a boy?" She looked out towards Gerda with a big tired smile. "It's a boy Gerda..."
The maid giggled with tears in her eyes, and the midwife went on to congratulate the princess on her job well done.
Kristoff suddenly burst through the door, with a couple of gaurds trying to hold him back.
"Princess do we allow him?"
Anna looked to Gerda and she walked on out escorting the men away, leaving the new father with his wife and doctor.
"Anna... I'm..." He grabbed at his hat, and all he could do was apologize. "I'm sorry, I'm such a fool!"
She shook her head and smiled, "there's someone we still need to meet..."
The midwife placed the bundle of joy in Kristoffs arms and congratulated him as well as she left the room. "Thank you."
The princess smiled and the two shared the biggest joy a couple could share. The love of a newborn child.
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Kai smiled into the letter he last wrote, and proceeded to address it to his queen. In hopes of her calmness.
Everything was back to how it was supposed to, except now there was a new member to the royal family. Prince Agnar Bjorgman of Arendelle.
Her return would be greeted with a feast.
Anna was excited, Kristoff relieved, and the council delighted, or so they said.
He rolled the letter up, and fetched a messenger dove, with hopes of it reaching the queen.
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Elsa locked the necklace Anna had given her around her neck, and she sat there in the quiet of the carriage.
She could hear the hooves of the horses soft gallops and she heaved a sigh. How she was going to explain her state was beyond her. But what she did know, was that she needed to be there for her sister.
There was nothing else but to wait until they arrived.
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Jet licked his lips hungrily as he finally caught sight of the royal carriage, moving softly as the horses galloped.
There he was, the bastard prince of the Southern Isles, Hans Westergaaurd, enchantingly guiding the reigns of the carriage, as if owning it.
He clicked his heels hard against the horses stomach pushing the limits of the steed. His spurs making the beast bleed.
He reached for his bow and arrow and aimed it straight to the princes shoulder. He didn't want to kill him just yet.
Just like a cat with it's prey, he wanted to make him suffer.
There was a sling and a shot, and shortly after a dry grunt, with a stiffled sound on the ground.
Elsa suddenly panicked at the rough terrain. "Hans?"
From the inside she could hear the loud "hiyas." And gallops of a speedy horse.
"HANS!?"
Her hairs suddenly went straight up and the horses on the carriage began to cry loudly, speeding their pace, causing a commotion with the carriage.
"Hans, help!"
The ride began to worsen, and the queen began to bump around the inside of the carriage.
Her hands moved and the ice of her ride began to disappear.
She rolled on to the side of the trail as the horses continued their way uncontrollably.
She looked on, and she was ok. There was no pain no broken anything.
She had to find Hans.
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Jet smiled as he looked down upon the thirteenth prince of the Southern Isles, from atop of his black horse.
"Well, well, well... Look who has risen from the dead."
The red head looked on over from the ground, an arrow stuck in his right shoulder, blood oozing from the injury.
"Elsa..." He panted heavily as he could see said woman limping her way towards him.
Jet smiled and flopped down from the steed clicking his tongue for it to go away.
"My name is Jet Rhyus, future king of Arendelle. I'm here to kill you, this time for good."
The prince quickly reached to the ground, with his hands catching dirt and throwing it to his agressers eyes.
"You little bastard!"
The red head began to run out towards his wife. "Run, go!"
Without a second thought he scrunched his face and broke the arrow in his shoulder, and pulled on his sword, ready to fight the man.
What was happening, why it was happening, was beyond him, but he had to defend himself.
Once jet recovered his sight he began to laugh.
"I'm going to let you in on a little secret, before I kill you." Jet walked slowly towards Hans, and the prince stood his gaurd, "I wouldn't want you dying believing the queen had actual feelings for you, Prince."
"What?" Hans looked to him then his wife who was still a good hearing distance from them.
"What are you on about?"
He chuckled once again raising his small blade.
"You see prince, queen Elsa has always been a... How can I put it, a distanced woman. No one was getting anywhere with her, as you simply put it once."
And you see, as much as you were willing to get the crown, I was willing to too. But I went a step further. I gave her a love potion... I played it smart."
He suddenly burst out with rage. "But you!? Look what you've caused!" He pointed with the small dagger towards the queen, "you've even impregnanted her!"
Now I will have to forever see your damn face everyday, and claim it my own!" He was breathing hard now.
"What!?"
"Let me put this in apples and sticks, so you could understand. She's under a potion effect, she has never loved you!"
"No, you're lying! I can see it in her eyes-"
"The pink is the potion, boy..."
Suddenly Jet's face went soft, "oh you... You didn't really fall in love with her now did you?" Shaking his head Jet looked to him.
"Don't believe me? Let me prove it!"
He showed Hans the dagger, "with the smallest of cuts, I will break the spell."
Without warning the man began swinging at the prince with that small black and green dagger. Hans made to dodge, fearing in his heart that what he said was true.
"Hans!?" Elsa began to yell towards him.
"Prince Hans!"
He looked towards her as fast as he could and quickly came back to dodging the swipes of Jet Rhyus.
"Go, run Elsa!" He yelled on after her, but all she did was stand there.
"Hans!" She yelled his name again, only this time snow began to fall from the sky.
"Elsa!" He threw himself to the ground, as the convict slashed away, and quickly began towards his wife.
"I think-" her breath was heavy and he could see her dress stained with blood.
"No, Elsa not right now!" He began to run towards her, but Jet pulled on him by his caller sending him flying back.
"Ah, ah, ah. We're still not done playing."
Hans slashed his blade upwards managing to cut Jets abdomen lightly, but efficiently. He earned a growl, and a feistier Jet.
His blade clung onto the dagger, and Sparks of green flew in the sky.
"I will not let you kill me! I have a family to protect!"
"Funny, I never thought you as a family man."
Hans kicked the convict on his abdomen, earning wide eyes and a loud gasp.
He kicked him again, only to have his foot grabbed and be thrown to the ground.
The prince rolled, covering himself in the cold snow.
Elsa began to pant and sharp pain began to from her stomach to her lower abdomen. She walked on over and leaned on an almond tree for support.
Her baby moved roughly, and that was the limit. There was a popping sensation, and water gushed down her legs.
She began to cry. She wasn't full term yet.
"Elsa!" Hans held his blade against the dagger almost on his face.
He twisted the sword and Jet went flying to the ground, Hans quickly stepped on the man's hand kicking away the deadly weapon.
He mounted Jet by the waist, and gruesomely began pounding his fists against his face, repeatedly, anger took over him. And he pounded until the convicts face was full of blood.
After a while his blinded rage subsided and with wide eyes and ripped knuckles he stepped away from the man, panting hard.
He looked at how he had left him, and closed his eyes in regret. As soon as everything was over he would go and confess his sins once again.
He slowly walked on over to his wife who was screaming in pain, her hands on her stomach. Tears were in his eyes. What had he done to deserve this?
Elsa sat under the tree, her face contorting pain. "No... My baby..."
She knew what she had to do. She had been reading about it for the last several years. Because she knew that one day she wanted to be a mother.
Her fingers curled, and the pain did not go away. It was there persistent.
"Hans!"
Said man walked faster towards her, his own body in severe pain. "We have to find-"
Elsa held his hand, "no, I'm having our child here now. There is nothing we can do about it!"
She squeezed his hand as a severe contraction hit her. Blood suddenly gushed through her legs and Hans began to panick.
"No Elsa!" His green eyes were filled with tears.
She closed her eyes, and her body instinctively began to help. She began to push, "ah! Hans!"
He sucked up his fear and waited in between her legs, he could see a ball coming out from her, and Elsa screamed. Then it went back in.
They went on like that for a good fifteen minutes, with the baby pulling back inside.
"Hans... I can't anymore..."
"No, no, you can... You're the toughest woman I know. You can do this!"
Her lips were trembling, and her skin was pale and sweaty. "You can do this queen Elsa. Don't give up!"
She looked to him and when another contraction came, she pushed, and when another one came, she pushed again, and when she could no longer bare the pain, she pushed again.
She laid there with her pain finally subsiding. But when she didn't hear crying she worried.
Hans stared at the little infant in his arms, and soon she began to cough, and right after, the loud wails of crying greeted their ears.
Elsa went on and pushed once more, releasing her placenta.
The prince made quick to undo his shirt to cover the child with warmth.
She began to cry louder, and suddenly the sky darkened.
Little snowflakes began to fall around her. And he knew... And Elsa knew...
She had been gifted with the powers of her mother.
"Elsa," he pointed towards the small flakes, and smiled warmly.
"We have to get you and our daughter out of the wilderness."
He looked around, and saw that not far the horse of the convict ate calmly, as if nothing had just happened.
"Stay here."
He went as fast as his sore body could take him, and though he had an arrow, adrenaline was keeping him walking.
He guided the horse, and quickly mounted his delicate wife and child, "are you alright?" Elsa nodded in response with her baby in her arms. Right now they could not enjoy the peace a child brought they had to get to safety before the evildoer awoke.
The prince smiled suddenly, and from far behind he heard a shout.
"Even the smallest of cuts, will break the spell!"
Elsa's eyes went wide open, her hand tried to stop the blade flying straight towards the princes back.
Once again Hans grunted but this time, Elsa defended him. He slumped to the ground and stayed there motionless
She blasted Jet Rhyus with all her rage, not missing his heart, making him freeze solid right then and their.
"Hans!" She dismounted the horse, suddenly feeling dizzy. "Hans! Are you ok!?"
She removed the dagger from his back, and could see the rivers of blood gushing out.
She began to cry, and so did her daughter.
With panic she placed her hand over his injury and used her powers freezing his injury. He began to pale, and his red fiery hair began to go as blonde as hers.
"No!" She stopped quickly, and suddenly he began to cough.
"Elsa..."
She smiled and looked to him with relief, tears in her soft blue eyes. "You're alright."
Her vision began to go blurry. "I don't feel so well."
He quickly made to stand, feeling as if nothing had happened to him, the ice on his shoulder and back numbing the pain.
He helped her up, and he suddenly saw the pink in her eyes begin to fade.
"Elsa?"
Her eyes went weary, and the pink was now completely gone. The color he had been so accostomed to see in her, was no longer there.
She began to fall unconscious, and quickly he took his child from her arms, catching her softly enough for her not to injure herself.
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Anna smiled down at her newborn baby boy, and held onto his fragile little hand, how she had come to forget all the problems with just one glance at her little blonde.
"I can't wait for your auntie Elsa to meet you. She will love you I'm sure of it."
Kristoff walked into their room, finally happy once again, life was setting them again.
"How is he?"
"Beautiful."
He smiled at her response and walked on over to kiss her forehead. "Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be a father."
She laid the little prince down in his crib, and looked to him.
"Kristoff there's still some things we need to talk about."
He looked down and nodded. "It could wait until Elsa comes back. For now let's enjoy our son."
Anna giggled and nodded her head. She laid on their bed and quickly fell asleep. Being a mom was a tough job.
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Elsa suddenly sat up from her sleep, her head spinning, and with so much pain.
She had dreamt about Prince Hans, and Jet Rhyus, she really couldn't explain why.
With her head still spinning she looked at the star filled sky. She didn't know where she was and what she was doing. Was she home? On a trip? Right she was on a business trip right? Or was that part of the dream?
Where was Anna, Kai, Gerda?
She pushed her feet over only to have them flap in the air. She could feel the presence of someone. Her eyes connected with a blonde handsome man with green eyes, he was holding a blond baby and she was laying in his lap.
He had a determined look in his eyes, and his lips were in a straight line.
"Hans!?" She asked suddenly her memories crashing back. She feared the answer.
"Elsa!" He suddenly stopped the horse they were riding and looked to her with joy. "I'm so glad you're ok..." Our daughter has been crying... I stopped to look for a woman to feed her... But there's no one like her mother..."
"Prince Hans!?" Her body stiffened and she tried to push away from him.
"What is it, am I hurting you?"
He quickly let go of the horses reigns and helped her unmount the horse.
He followed and lovingly handed her their daughter.
"Your powers did this to me..." He passed his hand through his white hair and he smiled softly towards her.
"What will we do Queen Elsa?" He looked towards his daughter who began to move her gorgeous little head around, in hopes to find food.
"It wasn't a dream?" Her eyes were filled with tears, and she covered her mouth, nausea taking her being.
"Elsa?"
She handed the baby back to him and she went on to throw up in a nearby bush.
"How, how could you do this!?"
She looked back to him, her eyes full of hate.
His brows went high, and suddenly it hit him.
"No... Please, Elsa we're in love..."
Her lips began to tremble, "love?" Tears were in her eyes, the prince began towards her but she lifted a hand, "stay away."
"Elsa-"
"It's queen Elsa to you!" She lifted her hand once again as she began to cry and hug herself.
"No this can't be..."
Hans closed his eyes. "You love me Elsa!" He gently uncovered their babys face, her still poofy eyes closed, "we made her, Elsa. Out of true love!"
She locked her eyes with his. "What do you know about true love?"
He shook his head and stared.
"What did you do to me, what kind of sick game to do you enjoy, why would you do this to me?"
Hans pinched his lips together, his heart broken. A single tear fell from his eyes as realization hit him, and he hugged his daughter close.
"I understand Queen Elsa."
He turned around his back to her, his hands cooing his daughter. Tears in the brim of his eyes.
He hadn't wanted to believe what Jet had said, but it was proving to be true. There was no pink in her eyes. He should have suspected that Elsa would never have considered him.
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James spoke in whisper at his little granddaughter, he was such a proud grandad, he felt like Zeus compared to this little person.
It had been a good 20 years since a baby resided in the house. Since a baby shared it's beauty and love.
He smiled at his resting daughter. She was brave and made him proud.
Amos was sitting on his wife's bedside, his hand caressing her hand.
"I thank you for giving me a daughter."
Heidi smiled and breathed in deep. She was so lucky to have such a great family. Soon her mother walked in, and her sisters and one brother in law too. All anxious to see the baby.
Marissa, her just married sister began to cry. "Oh Heidi! She's beautiful!"
"What are you going to name her?" Her very proud mother asked, "Asta..."
They all continued in cooing the baby, everyone with a big smile.
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Hans walked guiding the horse. Not once had Elsa asked for their daughter.
He was holding her, with his heart aching in dispair.
The silence in uncomfort, the distance from her. Her cold aura.
He felt cold, and not because of the snow, but because of situation.
The little bundle moved around obviously ñooking for food. She had had a couple of accidents, but Elsa paid no mind, he had changed her sheets four times already.
He didn't care if she now felt nothing for him, but the baby? It was not the child's fault that she existed. Had he known she was under a spell... He angirly grunted at his own foolishness. He had played Anna dirty, and this was the payback.
"Elsa?"
He heard her take in air, "it's queen Elsa, prince Hans!" He could hear her voice breaking.
"Your majesty... What will be of our daughter?"
She hugged herself and shook her head, she wanted nothing to do with the situation. She wanted to be home, and hug her sister eternally.
"I will have to think about this situation prince Hans."
Slowly all the memories she had spent with him came flashing back. "What you and I went through..." She sniffled now crying. "That was not me."
He stopped in his tracks, and looked towards her angirly.
"And you think that I wanted all of this to happen!?"
"You..." He suddenly remembered. "You were given a potion... By that man Jet Rhyus... The day you went to eat with that gaurd. Frederick."
He heaved a sigh closing his eyes.
"What!?" She asked desperately.
"When you saw me... He, Jet Rhyus... He yelled to me, saying I had ruined everything... And when he attacked me, he swore saying I would never be king."
Elsa stared into space as she remembered those words.
She shook her head, "this changes nothing... Please take me home."
It felt wrong to her, to speak to him so easily, but after so much time together, it felt unatrual to not trust him.
"What will be of this... Of us, queen Elsa?" His green eyes pivoted to the heiress in his arms. "In the least she will inherit the throne, right?"
There was a long moment of silence until the prince looked up to her.
"no one can know about her Hans..."
"Don't-"
She swallowed hard. "No one can ever know what happened between you and I. I forgive you, because you had no idea. You didn't go out cuasing this. But it will never be prince Hans."
She rubbed her face with her hands.
"I'm very tired, when will we arrive to Arendelle?"
The baby began to stir and he looked up to the queen. "We still have two week to go your majesty... Maybe in this time... You will change your mind about us?"
She clenched her jaw and shook her head. "I don't think anything can ever change my mind about you."
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