Elsa waited. Very soon, her wait would be over soon enough. She had listened to a report on the terrors of the Black Spot Pirates. She then demanded to hear the uncensored version, a decision she quickly regretted.
...beasts he had called them.
Elsa had heard enough soon afterwards.
"Prince Baragor, I can't help but notice that, outside of the last two months, the Black spot Pirates had almost no successful outings in five years. Do you expect me to believe that these beasts have been wholly incapable for half a decade, and now they are a force to be reckoned with?"
Baragor looked somewhat bothered by this statement, "Your Grace, they have been operating for over a hundred years now, the fact that they were shut down has more to do with the power of my navy not-!"
"What has changed?!" She demanded, cutting him off.
He looked somewhat uncomfortable again, "A captain. We had a captain who was very... skilled when it came to dealing with these men. Understood them. Undermined them. They feared him."
Elsa rose, "I demand you bring this captain to me."
"There may be a problem with that, your highness."
"Oh?" She said, condescendingly.
"He's... in prison."
"I'll wait."
...
She didn't have to wait very long. As it turns out, Baragor was so worried that he may have to deal with Black Spot pirates he brought the prisoner with him to Arrendelle under heavy guard.
The captain was dragged in and thrown at her feet.
"No...!" Elsa drew away in shock. No wonder Baragor had been so quiet. He'd demanded his ship stay outside of the harbor, not subject to searches. He was hiding something.
"Hans..." She breathed. Fear crept into her vision again. This was just about the worst thing that could have happened. Her sister had been taken by ruthless pirates, and the only man who could save her was the same one who had almost killed them both.
"Hello Hans." Elsa said. She hadn't believed Baragor when he'd first told her. This was her worst enemy, her worst nightmare dragged back from the depths.
He spit.
"Charming."
Her lack of fear towards him angered Hans, "Sooo... why am I here?"
"Because I demand it."
This seemed like an unsatisfactory answer. Hans smiled evilly, "They have her, don't they?"
Elsa shut her lips tightly. He laughed, knowing the answer.
"Good, that'll teach her."
Her slap stung his face.
"Don't you dare!" She hissed. How could anyone be so evil as enjoy Anna's pain like that? Noticing Baragor, she added much more calmly, "How do I stop them?"
He laughed.
Elsa stood her ground, once more not seeing what was so funny. Baragor coughed before kicking his little brother's side.
"What's so funny?" She asked, unamused.
"You think you can win. You think you can beat them."
"If you did..."
Hans let out a barking laugh, "You know what? I don't have to help you at all. I'll wait around; let 'em send you back your sister. Piece, by piece... by piece... hee, hee, hee, heee..."
Elsa bit back her anger and disgust this time. There was no point in indulging him.
"Take him away."
"Immediately your grace."
She felt no better after seeing him, but at least now her suspicions were confirmed. The Black Spot pirates had to be stopped. But how?