She made her hair as he pecked soft kisses on her shoulders. She did not want to go back to reality. She did not want to go back period. She wanted to go for Gretel and elope with her husband. She had come to love him so, she had finally accepted. She had fallen in love with that potion, then fallen in love with her daughter, her family, and in the end only to fall in love with him again.
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Fred Meyer grunted as his steed galloped.
It was not his fault that the queen had gone off. Why were they taking it out on him? The queen was grown, she could do as she pleased. He ranted about the council and their scolding towards him. Nagging until he came to a small cabin. Outside there was a horse from the royal stables.
Berry Van Buren was there.
He rose his brow and looked around for traces of the queen anywhere.
Fred clicked his tongue and unmounted his horse he was confused. He went on walking about, to tie up his beast on any nearby branch. What could have happened?
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"Do you regret it?" He suddenly asked her. His voice thick as he kept kissing her skin. How he loved her so.
"Our relationship is a difficult one. But regrets? I have none." Elsa let him touch her body freely, he was gentile with her, just caressing her. They were still bare.
He fiddled his hands against her belly where he had seen his child grow and smiled into her neck, his lips warm to her.
"When?"
She suddenly looked confused. "When, what?"
"When will you tell everyone about us, so I can freely love you?" He let her go so he could dress.
"Would you like to be prince Hans, or Berry Van Buren?"
Hans began on his armor now, and his eyes lingered on the queen.
"I would like to be Prince Consort, Admiral Hans Westergaaurd of the Southern Isles, back from the dead." He chuckled softly at the end of his sentence. He didn't want to hide anymore.
Elsa bit her lips, he would make it so much more complicated. As Berry she could play so many things along. That they had fallen in love, and that was that.
As Hans...
She placed a kiss on his lips and nodded. "You will be Prince Hans, then, but until you settle back into the castle and gain everyones trust; naming, revealing you as you... I wouldn't want anyone thinking you came back only for the throne."
He looked down and furrowed his brows. "Jet-"
"Jet Rhyus casued this, yes, we know that. But I fear no one will believe it-"
Hans looked to her now. "Because I'm me."
She looked to him seriously.
"I want Gretle there. I want everyone to know she is my daughter. The rightful heiress to the throne."
Hans suddenly didn't care about her accusations. He smiled at her, and nodded. "The heiress to the throne."
He didn't care for the crown anymore, all he wanted was his daughters happiness, and for everyone to respect what she was, the princess of Arendelle. His hand went to hers and he began placing loving kisses on it. "I'm glad you made that decision queen Elsa."
She flicked her fingers and summoned a beautiful blue dress. He chuckled as it covered her skin. "Our daughter will be happy to have you in her life.
She furrowed her brows. "I'm supposed to be in her life."
He stared seriously at her, "you didn't want to be."
Suddenly she looked to him angrily. "I wanted to be in her life... I was confused about you!"
There was a moment of silence until he roughly grabbed at her by the waist. "Are you still confused about me?"
His eyes were daring, but hers showed wonder. "I love you."
He lingered his gaze and then grazed his lips softly against hers. Contrasting his behaviors drastically. His hands began inching towards her thighs. They were like two newly Weds.
Frederick suddenly opened the door to the small cabin. He looked around his eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room, "Queen Elsa?"
Hans stopped kissing the queen and turned to face the intruder.
"Berry Van Buren!?"
Elsa pushed away from Hans, her face in horror.
Fred's mind went in circles. "Your majesty, I'm sorry I did not mean to-"
Her blue eyes locked on the ground, and without thought began towards the door, her heels clicking against the stone on the ground.
She stopped at the entrance and turned back to her men, pretending that she had not been caught with her lover.
"We leave now. You saw nothing." She pointed a finger towards Frederick. "Van Buren, come to the castle with Meyer."
Hans furrowed his eyebrows but said nothing. Just a few seconds ago she had promised no more hiding. He nodded nonetheless as she stared back at him, then to Fred.
The older man stared at her, still dazed, "your majesty he had his hands all over you, are you alright?"
Her eyes went wide at his comment and blushed profoundly.
Suddenly Frederick looked down a blush on his own cheeks. Finally dawning on him what the situation was.
"You will not speak about this TO ANYONE. Do you understand?" She threatened her loyal gaurd.
"Yes m'lady." He nodded but his eyes went to Hans who was there in the background fixing his sword on his belt.
The queen walked out graceful and without hesitation summoned her snow steed. She mounted quickly calling on it to ride. She dared not look back; she could not tolerate those judging eyes.
Hans stayed quiet as Frederick stared off towards the queen, he heard the footsteps of the prince and looked his way. "So that's the real reason you left?" It wasn't really a question, it was more of a statement.
Then his eyes went wide. "Your daughter-"
Hans looked to him seriously, brushing past him towards the exit "No." Until Elsa revealed him he could not say a word.
Fred looked to him, though he was not one to judge the queen, if she had gotten in the way of his marriage...
"Is your wife really dead?"
Hans looked to Frederick, almost as if challenging him. Hans began to his horse. Fred let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding and walked on behind him.
The two mounted their respective horses, and went on out towards the castle, behind their queen. The air thick with discomfort.
Hans was quiet, and Frederick kept looking to him. He had heard every scandle out there but none with a gaurd and a queen.
Hans looked to Elsa and he could see her pride. Her head was held high and she rode graceful. He knew though that she was ashamed, her eyes showed it.
He sighed and shook his head, his gloved hands tight on the reigns of his horse; and maybe this would change the Queen's mind about everything. He grunted angirly and whipped the horse with his quirt.
Why were things always against him!?
"Hiyaa!" He kicked his heels against the stomach of the beast and rode as fast as it could carry them, he would let them catch up later. He needed time to think.
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Anna smiled awkwardly as she received gold, clothes, jewels, all for the little prince.
"Where is queen Elsa?" Suddenly queen History began towards the princess.
Anna looked around trying to cover up for her sister. "She was here a second ago, but I don't know where she's at. I mean she's here in the castle, she hasn't said hi to you? She's around here somewhere, in the castle I mean. Maybe setting up things for you guys. I'm pretty sure she's setting things up for your bedrooms, you know." She smiled nervously but the older woman nodded unconvinced and walked on.
"Excuse me princess Anna, there's a special gift we would like you to have." A tall handsome prince walked up to her, his hair brown, and green eyes. He was holding a baby. She was small and chubby, a little younger than her own.
He held out the baby towards a woman, whom Anna presumed was his wife, and began out towards the exit, quickly taking Anna's hand and walking her outside of the castle; where she was greeted by a white horse with grey hair.
"His name is Sitron, and we, all of the Westergaaurd family, would like to give you the best and purest steed from our stables. For you and your family to enjoy!"
Her eyes went wide, wasn't that the late prince's horse? With wide eyes she thanked him.
The prince bowed to the princess and Anna nervously laughed. It made her uneasy to see them. They all looked like Hans.
Anna turned out towards her husband who was also being showered with gifts here and there, carrying jewels, hats, furs. And he shook his head.
Kristoff nodded but lifted his hands, he had almost ran outside to catch up to his wife, running away from the royals gifting them with so many things.
One of the many prince's quickly caught up to Anna, "Excuse me princess, but I thought I saw the queen out here."
As soon as he said that, Elsa came in through the castle gates, with Frederick Meyer and Berry Van Buren tailing behind her.
"Your highness!"
Queen History shook her head at the late arrival of the queen but smiled nonetheless.
The king on the other hand stood quietly by his wife, his eyes on the young gaurd at her side.
They came to a stop, Fred and Berry both with dark faces.
Elsa held her head high, "I'm very sorry for the delay. We had some unexpected events. But we're here now."
Hans quickly unmounted his horse, and went to her side, helping her down from her snow beast.
Fred took the steeds and walked them over to the stables, he knew Elsa only needed Berry not him. He looked back and Hans eyes him, he nodded and turned to the queen then without more left.
The royal family was silent, but the queen paid no mind to it. The prince on the other hand was struggling to hide his face and act as natural as possible, why hide? He didn't know.
Green eyes caught with green. Out of all his family his father was the one who noticed him. Hans looked down but his eyes pivoted towards his father's, as the man had not looked away since he had set foot on royal property.
"Welcome to Arendelle." The queen smiled and welcomed the clan. The royals bowed.
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Hans stood to the side of the queen as they all dined together.
There was small conversations going on about, he could hear as his brothers told stores, exposing their true masculinity. Hans rolled his eyes at the conversation and walked along to stand behind the table, trying to go unseen.
King Hansel stared at the prince as he walked from one spot to the other, his eyes glued on him. When the redhead looked his way, the king did not look away. There was a small smirk and a twinkle in the man's eyes that Hans had to raise a brow at his explicit conduct.
"What's your name gaurd?" King Hansel suddenly asked the young man, not caring that he had got the attention of not only Hans, but a few of his brothers and princess Anna too.
"My name?" Hans furrowed his brow completely uncertain of himself. If he introduced himself as Berry, he would complicate things for Elsa if she really revealed him. But if he said his name now; one he would not be believed, and two if he was believed he would further humiliate the Westergaaurd name. He internally sighed and responded.
"Berry Van Buren, your majesty."
The man lifted his wine glass and raised his brows. "You remind me of someone."
There was a moment of silence, "I was a sailor as a boy. I traveled a few times to your lands."
"With your family?" The king asked nonchalantly.
"I'm an orphan."
The king nodded and played with the wine. "Well that would explain." He dryly dismissed Hans and looked away without giving him importance again and turned to his plate and began to dine.
Hans looked to him with suspicion and when the king looked up at him again their eyes locked.
There was something about the way he looked at him that unnerved Hans.
"Do you know if your foreign to Arendelle?" He suddenly asked again, only this time breaking his stake in half and munching on it graciously.
Hans shook his head and looked straight ahead. He wanted to know nothing about his father or his adventures.
But the man kept looking to him.
Queen History suddenly looked to her husband, and followed his intense gaze towards the royal gaurd. "Hansel," she whispered, "what are you starting at?"
She pretended to pick at some hair off his shoulder as she spoke to him.
The king inched closer to his wife, not caring if she was scolding him. "I believe he might be a descendant of my great grandfather. A peasant like him cannot have the royal linage features by grace."
She looked to her food and picked at her steak slightly, only to look up towards the gaurd.
"He indeed does have royal features, but that means nothing Hansel. He is not a Westergaaurd."
"My great grandfather," he looked around to make sure everyone was too occupied with their pointless conversations. "Along with many men came to aid with the ridding of Madame, the evil sorceress from these lands, returning the peace to Arendelle and it's people." He licked his lips, as he shared with his wife the story.
"This 'nobody' could be a desendant of my father."
Queen History narrowed her eyes towards her son, "well... Now that you mention it. He looks like our late son." Her eyes watered suddenly, but she looked away. "It's a mere coincidence."
The king shook his head, "No. those features are not a simple coincidence." He drank from the wine and looked out towards his sons, all of them sharing the same green eyes and pale skin, they had similar features, and similar hair, but none had Westergaaurd red hair, only his late son Hans had inherited that.
"They say that bastard children look more like their fathers."
Queen History almost choked on her drink. "Hansel, enough of this nonsense. Are you insinuating something!?" She whispered loud enough to catch the attention of some of the council members, and Hans himself.
The king played along and lifted his glass, "cheers!"
Everyone lifted their glasses and drank up.
"For the peace of these two lands!"
"Cheers!" They all chanted together.
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"What do you say queen Elsa, princess Anna?" Heaven looked to the two women.
"It will be the most important arrangement. It would tie the two lands together assuring the future, peace, and alliance. Because as heirs... As the queen may know, the country sits on their hands. The heirs secure the kingdoms."
Hunter looked out to the two women and Kristoff who was sitting besides his wife, listening in on his brothers conversation. Anna looked down at her son, an arranged marriage? She knew what being heir meant, and it was the most important role anyone could have.
"But what about Elsa?"
Heaven looked towards the queen, and then back to Anna. "What about the queen?"
"When she has her own children... They'll be heirs."
"It won't matter, a marriage secures the peace of the two kingdoms. Now it is your son and my daughter." The Prince's green eyes were to Anna.
She was afraid, saying yes meant that her son would never be able to marry for love. Her parents had not arranged anything like that for them.
Kristoff was silent to the side. He knew that these things would come, but not so soon.
"Children grow faster than you might think, Princess."
"What do you think Elsa?"
The blond drank from her wine and set it down slowly. "Anna I think you can sleep on this. That decision is only for you to make."
Anna nodded and looked to the prince who nodded enchantingly. They all reminded her so much of Hans. All of them had his features.
"I'll sleep on it.
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Hans went about riding his horse back home. He would allow his family to leave before Elsa would reveal him. He was in no rush now. Now that he knew she loved him. He smirked to himself, now that he had conquered the snow Queen's heart.
The only thing left to do now was wait until the time was right for her; he would wait until she was ready.
His horse slowly galloped and the full moon showered him with it's haunting glory. He would be home soon, to rest with his daughter.
He smiled at the thought of her big cheeks and he hurried his horse whipping it with his quirt.
"Hiya!"
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