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Gordon approached the queen slowly. She was sitting in her office, catching up with all the paperwork, reading and signing. Working.

He was devistated, as a father and as a man. He had lost his wife many years ago, due to illness. And he had no idea where his son was.

"Queen Elsa, good evening."

His voice took her by surprise and she looked up, only to see the father of the very man she had frozen solid.

"Yes Gordon?" She set aside her tasks, guilt in the deepest of her heart.

"Queen Elsa... I wanted to ask... My son, though he's made very bad choices against the crown, m'lady..." He looked to the ground, not sure of how the queen would react or what the queen would say.

"I know nothing of him, if he's dead, if he's alright..." He looked to her.

"Queen Elsa, can we arrange a search party for him?"

"If we bring him back... I'll be the one to imprison my son."

She suddenly stood leaving to a side her work. She knew that sooner or later this was going to come up. She knew Jet Rhyus was a topic she could not ignore forever.

"Gordon, there's some things that happened. Your son..."

He looked to her knowingly, but let her finish. "I will bring Van Buren. We will talk about what happened to your son."

"No..." Gordon began to cry in silence. "My boy... My son..." He knew, and she knew, he knew.

Hans was called in by her majesty into her office, his sight was greeted by an older man, the very man that had placed the only medal on his uniform. Only instead of smiles he was crying.

"Yes your majesty?"

Elsa sighed, "can you please remove your shirt?"

Hans furrowed his blonde brows and stuttered. "For what purpose?"

"This is Jet Rhyus' father... An adviser from my council, sir Gordon." She bit her lip and looked to the ground. "I need to explain to him what happened."

The older man was covering his eyes, weeping in silence.

Hans shook his head and began to undo his armor then his shirt.

Gordon looked up at the man, as silent tears came from his eyes.

He could see two patches of ice on his skin, one on his upper back, and the other on his shoulder, large bruises, and cuts.

"I had to do this to this man after your son attacked us... That is the reason his hair has changed hue."

Gordon closed his eyes, "where is his body?"

Hans turned to face the older man. "He's frozen on the road to the town of Lockwood."

"When were you planning to tell me queen Elsa!? Or where you not!?" He pointed an accusing finger at her, "or were you not!?"

She looked guilty, "Gordon we just got back, and I was greeted with work."

He cried and dropped to his knees. "You're a cold hearted queen. If you had a son, you would understand." He stayed looking to the ground. "he was all I had..."

She began tearing up, "Gordon I'm very sorry but he was the one who attacked us."

"You didn't have to kill him... You could've imprisoned him, queen Elsa..." He sobbed on the ground with his hands and chest shaking.

"He was all I had left."

The queen looked to the ground. "I will send my men to fetch his body. So he can have a proper burial... I'm very sorry Gordon."

She looked to the ground.

"When he arrives... Please unfreeze him, maybe... Just like princess Anna he could've survived?"

He stood from the ground and apologized to the queen. "I'm very sorry your majesty..." He looked like he wanted to say more, but left instead closing the door behind him.

"Round up men including Frederick... He was his friend. I think... That after all those years of service Jet provided, it would only be fair to him and his father."

Hans nodded his head and reached for his clothes, only to be stopped by a thin hand on his shoulder.

His eyes went wide, and when he caught sight of the Queen's hand on him, he stood still for fear of ruining the moment, he stayed quiet and did not move.

"I think you still have the arrow inside you..." She looked to him and furrowed her brows. "I think Dr. Stone should see this."

There was a small pause and she held his gaze, and maybe it was his hooes, but he saw concern in her eyes.

She bit her lip and closed her eyes, walking out of her office.

He chuckled lowly and began to pick at his clothes. "Oh, queen Elsa."

When he finished dressing she walked back into the office. "I will need you here. Dr. Stone is on the way."

He stayed in her office in silence, walking around looking at the names of some books, and picking at things here and there. All while neither spoke.

"How is Gretel?" She suddenly began.

"She's fine." He turned to look her way. "Heidi is doing a wonderful job as a mother."

Elsa felt his comment sting in her heart and a slight tinge of jealousy. "She's the one taking care of her?"

The prince nodded and went on looking at all her things in the office.

He walked on over behind her desk and she ignored his presence. He leaned over to her uncovered shoulder and whispered in her skin. "She's doing a wonderful job..." His breath tickled her, and he stood straight.

"She's doing the job that you're supposed to be doing."

Elsa turned to face him, a death glare in her eyes.

He was smiling smugly, and came eye level to her, she was red with anger and his smile widened.

"I'm sorry queen Elsa... That's the truth."

"You're the most cruel person that could ever exist!"

He stayed there motionless and his smile faded. "I'm being my daughter's father. I'm a prince, though considered dead, no man with a title had ever gone out of his way to work and provide for his family! And you dare call ME CRUEL!?"

He was angry at her expression. "The very woman that abandoned her daughter!?" He was yelling now.

She stood and kept her eyes on him.

"The woman who has the very man that is completely in love with her at her side, just to remind him that she never loved him, dares to say that I'm cruel!?"

Her eyes went wide. "They're going to hear you!"

The prince clenched his jaw. "See... And you still dare to call me cruel."

He was breathing hard and unknowingly had cornered her to her desk. When he saw he stepped back.

"I don't need any Dr. And I don't need your help. " With that said he walked out from her office, straight towards the castle gates.

"Berry!" Elsa ran out after him, her ice heels clicking on the cement.

The gate gaurds turned to the scene, their brows high.

"Berry, wait, you can't leave!"

He turned around his green eyes hard.

"Please..." She caught up to him. "I'm sorry... I... You're right, I'm asking so much from you, that I forget that you were not potioned."

He hated how she could so easily bring him back, how with a simple apology he was at her mercy once more.

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Dr. Stone washed his hands while Hans laid on his stomach Elsa stood at the head of the bed, ready to do as the Dr. Ordered.

She would unfreeze the parts on his wounds, as the Dr. would work on the wounds.

Stone neared the prince, and slowly worked together with the queen, so he would not lose much blood.

As she unfroze the ice patches his hair would run red streaks. By the end of the stitching session the blonde from his hair had all vanished, leaving his fiery hair back to normal.

"We've done it your majesty. Though he will need to rest, with your powers he felt no pain, but without them he will."

They wrapped him up in bandages leaving his torso uncovered.

"Where will he stay queen Elsa?" Dr. Stone began to pack his tools.

"He lives with James, the merchant."

"He will have to be taken there, and once there make sure to tell them that once a day they will have to change the bandages, and wash with warm water." He began out towards the door, "he will have a fever, have them give him these if he gets too warm."

She nodded and thanked him as he walked away.

"It's always a pleasure your majesty."

Elsa closed the door as she walked she saw the prince already trying to sit up.

"Don't!" She ran to him, "you'll hurt yourself!"

He shook his head. "I better get home, before that fever comes in."

Elsa bit her bottom lip, "would you like to stay here? We can bring Gretel. That way Dr. Stone will be the one to tend to you... And I can watch my daughter."

He looked to her with a sky smile. "you want us here don't you?"

She closed her eyes and hugged herself turning her back towards him. She didn't know what to answer. It was only obvious that she wanted her daughter, but she didn't know if she wanted him there. With her...

"I want her here. I want to see her grow prince Hans... She's my child."

She faced him now, "if you don't want to stay here... I understand. You have full authority over Gretel."

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Heidi smiled down at the little princess in her arms. Her own daughter had fallen asleep, and this little one would always want to be held.

There was a knock on the door, and inside came her father.

"Tulip?"

She raised her brows to not speak, but greeted her father with a big smile.

"They're here for the baby..."

"What, who?"

There was three royal gaurds at the door suddenly.

"Queen Elsa has requested Berry's daughter be taken to the castle. He will not come back for a couple of days, and he wants his child with him."

Heidi looked skeptical, and the gaurd noticed, "here is a letter from the queen, and a request from Berry himself."

He handed her the papers and she sighed. "Alright."

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Anna sat up in the middle of the night with her hair made into a rats nest. She had two babies to attend for the nights, and it was difficult.

Elsa would come help her during the nights, and amazingly Gretel would only fall asleep if she was on her.

There was a knock, and a very sleepy Elsa walked in, "hello, how are you handling with the babies?"

Anna looked up to her desperately. "Help please they won't go to sleep. I've fed them, I've carried them, I've sang to them."

The queen giggled slightly. "I will take Gretel to see her father. It has been three days since she last saw him. It could be she misses him."

The queen hugged the baby and walked on towards the door.

"Elsa!" The princess called on after her.

"Yes Anna?" The blonde turned to face her.

"I've been meaning to ask..." She held at her son and walked over to her sister, her bare feet quiet as she did so.

"What is it?"

"Do you have feelings for this him?"

Elsa's eyes went wide. "What!?Who!?"

Anna looked to her then to the baby in her arms. "Berry."

She shook her head, "No. Of course not... What makes you think that?"

"I see the way you look at him."

The rooms temperature went down a good degrees, and she laughed nervously. "That is absurd Anna."

Elsa made to walk away, but was held back by the princess, "Elsa, it's ok if you like him."

Elsa's eyes went down to her small princess and she debated on telling Anna her secret.

"Anna...there's something I do need to tell you..." She thought for a minute, and then bit her lips, "but not now."

Anna furrowed her brows. "Elsa don't scare me."

Elsa shook her head and smiled, "don't worry when the time is right I'll tell you."

With that said the queen walked out her mind set on finally telling everyone about her relationship and daughter with Hans, she wanted everyone to know, so she could hold her daughter and be a part of her life. Gretel was the heiress to the throne, and no one, not even Anna's baby, though she loved him to death, could take the crown.

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