Anna took one last look at herself in the mirror. She would never be the same again.
...where had the world gone so wrong? When she was young, the princess knew what she wanted for a wedding; a handsome prince, her sister, and her parents. Her parents were dead, her sister was missing, presumably dead, and her handsome prince had something to do with her sister's death, and he too, would be dead soon enough.
She held up the dagger before tucking it into her flowers.
Kristoff had left her no choice. She wanted to be free, to love whomever she wanted to love. Now she had been sold to the highest bidder like a piece of raw meat. The council was trying to cover their tracks, the princes were trying to cover their tracks. The only person in the castle who was not scheming was her. Until they forced her into this.
Weddings were supposed to be grand, happy affairs. Sadly, the guest list was cut short to accommodate the needs of the International Consortium. Sure, there were representatives of every nation there, but really they were just making sure the small port town was co-operating in the war against the Black Spot pirates.
The whole ceremony was a blur. The priest was the same one at Elsa's coronation. The poor man shook when the rings came.
"You poor, poor soul," She thought, "You'll never officiate another ceremony after this."
"Have you prepared your vows?" He asked in a nervous tone. Anna nodded. She turned to Kristoff.
...
...had she turned for a moment, and actually paid attention to the crowd, she would have noticed a robed figure trying to get her attention. If Anna's mind had not wandered, she would have noticed a breeze of cool air on her back coming from that figure.
Had she turned to face the audience to announce her wedding vows, she would have, no doubt, spotted Hans, and had an excuse to stop the ceremony. But so determined was the princess, that all other escape routes were closed to her.
"Kristoff... do you love me?" Her voice broke a bit. She just wanted to hear it one more time. He smiled, all goofy.
"I love you, Anna."
She cried a bit, "I always knew... you loved me enough to die for me..." She started crying, sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
A firm hand went to her shoulder, "It's okay."
Her tears stopped, and she looked into his eyes for reassurance, "It is?"
"Always. You are my greatest treasure, I would do anything for you."
The screaming didn't start until his blood started dripping on the floor. Anna's eyes never left Kristoff's but everyone else's was on the blade in his chest.
The priest ran away.
Hans ran up, "Brother!" He called.
Kristoff collapsed into Anna's arms, reassuring her it would all be okay. The mysterious figure vanished from the scene as Hans approached.
"It's okay," Said Kris, "Elsa... might still be alive..."
"What?" Questioned Anna, "How?"
"Hans..." He grunted out, before sensing his time was up, said, "I love... you."
His little brother watched as the light went from his eyes, "Seize her!" He hollered, "Where's Baragor?!"