I couldn't believe it, she was alive! We both were! We made it!

When on that ship, in the midst of that terrible storm, that uptight prince asked Anna to marry him, I thought my heart would stop. I hated him, I hated him deeply. I knew perfectly well what his objective was for that trip from the day I was entrusted to be the companion of Anna and Elsa, but I never thought that he would ask her in such a situation.

Anna was visibly terrified, her body shaking with each lightning bolt and her eyes closing and squeezing with each thunder. I wanted with all my might to tuck her with my own body and give her a modicum of calm, but unfortunately, that wasn't an option. Even if she concealed it better, Elsa was probably afraid too. It was popular knowledge that the previous kings of Arendelle had perished at sea during a storm. If that guy liked Anna so much, why didn't he focus on taking care of her at such a time and making her feel safe instead of looking only for his own goals? Anna deserved someone better; someone who truly loved her, not that shark that had stalked her day after day since we got on board that ship.

I always knew that the man in her life was not going to be me, but I never thought I would love her so much, or that I would lose her so soon, or that I have to witness that scene.

A deafening thunder echoed throughout the hull of the ship leaving Anna on the verge of tears and, with terror painted all over her face. Then, as if completely lost, she released her hand from Hans' and ran for the deck.

We all followed her concerned for her safety and when we reached the top, a tearful and trembling Anna greeted us offering her apologies to the prince.

"Hans, you've been so charming all this time, and I'm sure you would always strive to make me happy, but, I…"

"Anna, it is okay, I understand, it was all very rushed," he said slowly approaching her in the overwhelming rain. "Let's take it easy, there's no rush, I can wait until you feel ready."

Hans finally reached her and took her arm carefully causing parts of my body that I didn't even know I had to ache inside me.

"No!"

Anna jerked free from Hans's hand and carelessly backed away, meeting one last glance with me.

If when he proposed to her I thought my heart would stop, when I watched totally helpless as Anna collided with the deck railing and fell towards the sea, I am sure that it really stopped.

I didn't think about it for a second; there was nothing to think about. As the screams of terror invaded everything and the storm shook us strongly, I ran with all my might to where Hans was waiting frozen on the spot and jumped in search of Anna.

When, miraculously, I woke up next to her on that beach that had nothing to do with the heavenly coasts of fine sand that people who have had the luxury of seeing the world talk about, I jumped on her to see if she lived. And she did. She was alive. Surprisingly, her breathing and her pulse were normal and her skin didn't seem too cold.

I thanked heaven a thousand times and then leaned over her. Crazy as it sounds, at the time, I was the happiest man on the planet.

That morning, on those hard stones that made us bed in that lost and torrid place, I contradicted everything I had always believed would become of me. I couldn't contain it anymore. That day, I stole a kiss from her lips.