(A/N): Hello! heads up slight M towards the middle... its kinda graphic... so you guys can just skip this chp... but it is beautiful...The Southern Isles vessel was ready to depart since early in the morning. Matters could not be made better with Arendelle, and contracts had to be broken. The prince and the princess were no longer engaged and the Southern Isles king had decided that the only way for the kingdoms to have peace, was to not be involved politically at all.

He was going to take his son and his granddaughter back home, and he had advised Hans to reach out for a divorce from the Catholic Church. Since their "marriage" was blessed during the Queen's potion effect he believed it enough to call the marriage a fraud, therefore Gretel would be a Westegaaurd and only be part of the Southern isles heritage. He had had a small change of heart, if not, only for the dignity of the Westegaaurd name, Hans thought.

He had everyone agreed to the situation, and the only person left to talk to was the queen.

Hans took in a deep sigh, and his heart was as hard as a rock. His decision was made. He would divorce Elsa, and he would never look back again. She did not deserve Gretel, and he was sure his daughter wanted nothing to do with the queen anymore.

With firm steps he walked once more through the doors of the castle of Arendelle. Only this time his head was held high, he was proudly displaying himself as who and what he truly was. Hans Westegaaurd, Prince of the Southern Isles, Redeemed of his fault from Arendelle.

His daughter walked behind him, she could not help but eye the paper that he held behind his back as he walked. It was a paper from the priest, as she had also gone with her father to pick it up.

They were going to see the queen one last time, as Hans had told her. And from then on, they would go back home where everything made sense.

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King Hansel knocked on the door of her majesties office Hans was behind him, and his granddaughter was as well. His ambition for the land of Arendelle was no longer there. They had informed him that they had found a massive gold mine during his absence. Which meant that his kingdom would still stand strong, even without the help of other Kingdoms.

There was a maid that held the door open for them and the three quickly made inside. There they found queen Elsa. She was as beautiful as she was dangerous. Delicate and young.

Her blue eyes were sad though, Hans could see it. His heart was still weak for her, but his head knew better.

"Good morning, queen Elsa." The two men lowered their heads and the queen stood.

"Hans... Please..."

The king stopped her from speaking as he raised a paper to eye level.

"Queen Elsa, my son has decided that everything that has transpired between the two of you was nothing more than a fantasy."

Elsa quickly skimmed through the paper and she shook her head, "Hans?" There was no reply from the man, he only turned his head to not see her.

"Please don't do this."

"I believe I have given everything... Risked everything, queen Elsa... For you, and yet here we still stand, my daughter is still motherless, and I, wifeless."

"Hans, that could change!" She pushed past the king, trying to get to her still husband, but the prince took a step back. His head was to the side, his eyes avoiding to see her.

"I think, I have had enough of your lies." He looked to her now. His eyes red. She could see the scrape on his Temple and the bruising around it from the previous events. Her eyes went to the ground with shame, she understood his reasons, and they were valid.

"I need you to sign this, queen Elsa. Everyone is waiting for us in the ship to depart."

"I will not sign it, Hans."

The king suddenly angry grabbed at her by her hand. "You will sign it queen. You have no right to deny it!"

"Let her go father."

The king eyed his son and for the first time did as he demanded. "Take Gretel, I need to speak to her alone."

Gretel lowered her head and grabbed at her grandfather's hand. She was not used to him being kind, but she knew he would not hurt her. "The ship departs in on hour, don't keep us waiting."

Gretel turned to her mother and Elsa closed her eyes, "please don't take her... Let me make it up to her... Please."

There was a dry smirk on the princes lips, "you don't get to decide, Elsa. Gretel is my daughter, she has been under my care and what I feel fit for her to do, she will do."

He turned his heel slightly and gave his daughter a small nod. The child nodded back and looked to the king and she walked out of the Queen's office, hand in hand with her grandfather. They were making their way towards the gates of the castle, her grandfather walking with his head held high, she tried to mimick him but she felt ridiculous. With one last look towards the castle she saddened. She would never see her mother again, and her father would always be sad.

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Hans took in a deep breath and eyed the maid that had stayed behind when she had opened the door for himself and his family. The woman quickly caught onto his mood and with a small bow she dismissed herself closing the door behind as she exited the room.

Elsa was facing him, her eyes glistened with fresh tears. It was as if that's all she did now, cry. She had messed up everything, she had ruined her possibility of happiness. Ruining her name along the way.

"Hans-"

"It's Prince Hans."

She blinked at his harsh tone, she knew she deserved it, she knew everything that had happened, she deserved. She knew she deserved to be mad at, and she also knew she deserved to be divorced. Her mind, however, could not see him being a stranger. Her heart could not take him being with someone else. She just couldn't allow it. She did not want for her daughter to call someone else mother. She could not bear the thought.

"Prince Hans, please... Give me one last chance. Let me right my wrongs!" She was crying, walking towards him.

He took one step back as she neared him making her stop and look to the ground. He would not let her words get to his heart.

"Let me be what I am supposed to be. Give me that opportunity! I want to be your wife, give me that chance!"

Hans bit his lip and looked away from her, he did not want to see the woman he loved in so much pain. He did not want to... Because he knew that if he looked at her as she was now, he would be tempted to hold her and comfort her. He would accept any condition she set and come right back to her.

Elsa looked desperately at him, her big eyes wide with tears. He shook his head and placed his hands behind his back as he turned his attention to the paper his father had left behind on her desk, and casually walked over to face it.

"I need you, queen Elsa, to sign these papers." He licked his lips, trying hard to ignore the fact that his love was hurting.

"Don't you love me?" She looked to him trying hard to make him ignore that paper.

Suddenly something inside him ignited. "Queen Elsa, with all the due respect, I've loved you like I've loved no other. I've loved you enough to even put my daughter through danger. And you still dare ask that question!?" He was mad once more at her, but not for the reasons he should be. How dare she question if he did not love her!? Everything he had done for the past years, was that not enough proof to her!?

"Just sign the papers, queen Elsa!"

She cried again this time shaking her head. "Don't you see I can't!?"

"Why not!?" He screamed.

"Because!" She yelled back.

"That's not enough of a reason!"

"Yes it is!" She was sobbing.

He took in a deep breath and viciously exhaled. "The Royal ship will depart in a little more than half an hour queen Elsa. I need you to sign these papers. If not I will still leave, and you will still be married to me, and I to you. Yet you will be tied to me, and you will not be allowed to ever marry again. Leaving your kingdom vulnerable."

And then Elsa closed her eyes. He was still doing only what was best for her.

"Hans... Please, I love you. I understand I've done wrong. But don't leave me. Give me one last opportunity. I will not fail again."

"Elsa, when you had your chance you did nothing about it. How am I supposed to be with you, if you've hurt Gretel?"

"I will remedy things."

Hans shook his head, he was letting her get to him again.

"I am leaving Elsa. I'm sorry we could not come to an agreement." He turned his back to the queen and without warning began his way to the door. He knew that if he allowed her to speak to him those kind words he would return to her like the faithful dog he was.

Without warning he was stopped in his tracks. His feet were glued together, but not with frost. He felt the back of his thighs wet and he looked down to see the woman's arms wrapped around his thighs. He turned his head and he saw the queen, kneeled crying into his legs.

With horror in his face he pulled away, he quickly turned to her and kneeled on the ground by her side. She was a queen, and he did not deserve to have her on her knees to him.

"Elsa do not do this. Stand up! Where is your dignity!?" He looked at her with his eyes wide.

"I don't care anymore. If you leave I will lose everything... My daughter... You..."

He looked into her eyes and he knew he had made a mistake, his cold heart melted. "Elsa... Come with me... If you truly love me... Come with me. Be my wife. If only for just a year. Have Anna take the throne, then we can come back..."

He had fallen into her trap once more, but if she loved him, this was her chance to prove it. If she had made her decision to be with him, that she would no longer care about politics and she would travel along with him, just as she once had, with that powerful love of the potion she once suffered from.

He looked into her wide eyes. He knew she was scared, because that was her nature. She was a frail thing really. A scared girl and he could not blame her.

"Do as we once had when you were in love with me with the potion." Her eyes went to the ground and his heart clenched, she would never change.

"I would have to speak to Anna-"

His eyes went hard once more and shifted to stand until her hand went to his to stop him from moving.

"I cannot leave the throne without proper attendance." There was a smile on her face but the princes face was still skeptical.

His eyes twinkled at her comment but he did not smile. "Let us go and speak to your sister. Now." He made to stand once more and Elsa couldn't help but admire him, she reached for his hand and shook her head. He was such a good looking man. He had changed his ways. And she wondered to herself why it had taken her so long to realize that her life without her daughter and husband was simply not life. Why had she pushed away her loves until the breaking point? Why had she not just admitted to her faults and enjoy the time with the two people she cared for the most!?

She had known why. Everything was indeed an accident. She had only married him because of some crazy man that wanted her or the crown, she didn't really know which... however, out of that situation, as vile as it was, good arose. Her daughter was born due to that, and she had found the love of her life. It wasn't as if she had had a choice then, about her actions, now she did, and she would make sure she would make all the right ones. At least from now on.

It was funny to her how her heart wasn't as sad as it had been. Now that she knew that they would all be together. She would make sure to never betray her family ever again. Not for the safety of her kingdom, not for the whole world. Her family would come first. Along with her responsibility as queen, of course, but not above her family.

His eyes were locked to hers as they sat there on their knees. She was lost in thought he could see that, and it did not matter to him. He knew the queen had made her choice, he could see it in her eyes. He just hoped she did not regret it. He just hoped that everything from that moment on would be honest.

"Let's seek out princess Ann-"

Hans blinked as the queen lunged herself out towards him. She was pressing her lips against his and her eyes shut with a waterfall of tears. He had not expected anything really as an outcome to all of this. However, he enjoyed it.

He ignored his thoughts though and allowed his lips to relax against hers. He had longed to kiss her, he had longed to hold her in his arms again. He had longed her for such a long time already.

Suddenly his heart began to beat fast against his ribcage. He knew what he wanted from her. He knew what he wanted from his wife. If she wanted it as well as him, then she would not stop him.

There was a gentil caress from his part, a gentil stroke from his hand against her thighs and the queen slightly pulled away from him.

She looked beautiful, her lips were slightly parted and her eyes were full of lust. When she blushed he dared to go on. His hand caressed her once more against her dress and now she knew what he wanted from her. With her head to the ground she nodded.

He didn't care anymore that the ship was being delayed. He knew his mother would not let the ship sail until he was aboard.

Elsa froze the knob of the door as she stood from her spot on the ground. Hans followed the queen, standing up as well. He let his hands freely touch her figure and all the queen did was look to the side. "Hans... Gretel?"

He bit his lip, his eyes hooded. "She can wait a little longer. She will have us both for the rest of her life..."

She slightly looked to him as his eyes portrayed need. "Are you sure?" She bit her lips.

"I think I should be the one to ask you that." He parted his lips and went on to brush kisses on her jaw.

"Don't you think-" she closed her eyes as she let the pleasure of his lips against her skin run freely though her being. "That we should... Ummm... Go and talk to Anna about this?"

"I don't think-" he placed a kiss on her neck now, "Anna would be interested in knowing what I'm about to do to you."

Elsa hummed a laugh, he was so full of himself.

He pressed his lips against her neck again and she enjoyed his scent. Pulling away he looked into her eyes. She had a strand of hair out of place and he pulled on her bun to release her blond hair from it's tightened place.

He kissed her again and walked with her to the couch in her dispatch. Elsa hummed as his hands roamed her body. It had been so long since she had had the privilege to be touched by her husband.

He began to pull on his coat and Elsa just laid under him, as he did the rest. He was undressing and she understood that there was no going back now. She was to be his wife, and she was to never betray him again. There was only so many chances that one person would get.

He placed his hand against her ribcage and she closed her eyes. She copied his movement and she placed her own hand against his chest. He was bare now, and she would not miss the opportunity to see him. To see his beautiful form.

He began to tug at her to undo her dress, and she flicked her hand ever so softly, her dress soon dissapeared and she was suddenly bare before him. He looked her over and his eyes changed with malice. He drived kisses to her neck and belly, and then back up to capture her lips. He tugged suddenly on his pants and Elsa knew that she was to be his now.

He unbottoned himself and ridded of his clothes he was very much excited. He bit down on her neck and soon placed more kisses on her. She tangled her hands around his neck and finally he took her. Their bodies fitted exactly like a puzzle piece. She was perfect for him, and vice versa. They ticked together in time, just as a clock with it's seconds. Lost in the transaction of love and lust.

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"Where is that boy!?" King Hansel paced angirly, Hans had kept them waiting for more than an hour now. Everything was ready, except for the missing prince.

"How dare you have left him alone with that woman!?" Queen History angirly called out to her husband. She began her way down the board and quickly set foot on the docks. She was going to go see what was taking her son so long. What if that crazy queen had imprisoned her son!? What if she had manipulated him once more!?

She breathed heavily as she marched to one of the royal gaurds.

"You there!" She pointed her elegant finger out towards the leader of the gaurds. Frederick, if she recalled. "Take me to the castle! My son is in there and we will not leave without him!"

Fred looked to the side, and he nodded to his fellowman. He would leave Charles in charge and he would comply obidiently to the queen of the Southern Isles.

"Your majesty?" She was standing right in-front of him, "do you know how to ride? There are no carriages. They took them an hour ago."

The queens eyes went wide and she blushed profoundly. "No. But that will not stop me!"

King Hansel suddenly caught up to his wife and he grabbed at her hand. What was this woman thinking!?

"Come History!" He growled, "Hans will be here at any given moment."

She shook her head but quickly went to board the vessel once more. She had a certain feeling in her heart. She just didn't know what it was. She was not exactly worried, but the feeling was there.

"If he is not here in one more hour I will personally go there and see what is happening, Hansel! Do you hear me!?"

The king nodded and he looked out towards the trail leading to the castle. He would not admit it, but he too wondered what was keeping the boy so long.

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Kristoff froze in his tracks as he passed by the Queen's office, his eyes were very wide, and his mind had gone crazy. He was usually not one to listen in on, but the noises coming from the queens office suggested something intimate. He knew what caused those noises oh too well. His cheeks were red, and he could not move.

He was startled by a passing gaurd and he quickly walked away, his eyes avoiding the man. He just hoped no one else paid mind to what he had. It boggled his mind to think that the queen was busy with someone.

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She breathed heavily against his chest. He was shaken up from their episode of love, and so was she. Her skin grew goosebumps and she heaved heavily on his chest. It felt so good to be with him. After five consecutive years of not having him. She just felt amazing. He was an amazing creature, a pleasurable man. Hans had his eyes closed his hand laying lazily above his head on the couch of her office. He needed to regain some energy. It had been so long since he had been with his wife. She was so inviting to him. So warm. She had hugged him perfectly and that... He bit his lips and smiled.

"I love you, Elsa."

She laid on top of him and smiled, kissing his skin where she lay. "I love you more, Hans."

After a good fifteen minutes the couple began to dress. They had a couple of things to do before they were to leave. Elsa would have to call a meeting, and she would not take no for an answer. For the first time in forever she would have Hans in her assembly room. Only this time he would be her right hand man, and she would declare things as they were. He was their king, and no one would change her mind, she would be selfish and command Anna to cancel her trip. She had sacrificed enough of her time without her family. It had taken too much time for her to recognize it.

She quickly summoned a dress on herself, it was more like a suit. A baby blue attire with a skirt running down to her shins. She summoned long dress boots, and she turned to her husband.

Hans blinked at her, but he smiled. "I will go for Anna, meet me in the council room."

The man finished dressing himself and fixed his ruffled hair. He nodded at her words and he pulled on his coat fixing himself pridefully.

Without another word she stepped close to him and kissed him with a smile on her lips. He kissed her back and she pulled away.

"I will make things better. I promise..."

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