Soo, it's been a long time. Hii guys! I think I skipped a Friday or two but I am now posting a new chapter. I've been away during the past few days, and I just got home since school's about to start on January 5 and I will leave my bed's warm embrace. Thank you for sharing what you think about this story. It's deeply appreciated and you guys made me write this. Thank you.

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The Proposal

Chapter Three - A Serious Discussion

As they walked inside the conference room, the dignitaries watched them with interest. Hans averted all eyes and stared at the Queen walking beside him. Even with all the attention were focused on her, she was composed, calm. And that's what he adored.

They reached the end of the long table, and Hans pulled out the chair for her. She shot him a grateful smile before muttering something inaudible to herself. Then, he sat back down on his old chair.

"Gentlemen, I'm afraid I have something to announce," she declared, her eyes scanning the faces of the nobles. There was a loud, icy silence. Until, Jeffrey Marcus speak up.

"What is it, Your Majesty?"

"I received some news from another neighboring kingdom, in Corona, if you are familiar with it," she paused, receiving nods from the nobles. She stared at Hans and both of them exchanged knowing looks. "My cousin, Princess Rapunzel, invited me to her wedding ceremony with Eugene. I will be staying there for a month with..." her eyes flickered to Hans. "Prince Hans."

There were gasps and other sounds of surprise. Javier made a noise of disapproval, shaking his head. All eyes were on him, and he suddenly wished he would disappear on the spot. "But why must it be Prince Hans?"

Why must it be me? Hans thought to himself. There was no alibi that can convinced them.

"Prince Hans was also invited. By Eugene. Am I right, Prince Hans?"

Invited? By Eugene? He doesn't have any clue. He didn't even know the guy. But it was all charade, a little made up story, he knew, and he decided to play along. He put his regal mask on, and cleared his throat. "Yes, Your Majesty. I am, after all, one of his closest friends."

Few nobles hesitantly agreed with what they heard. Other nobles stayed neutral, neither believing nor denying. "But why not Princess Anna instead?" one cried.

"Princess Anna is somewhere spending her marriage with Kristoff," Elsa replied calmly. "Any more questions?" No one asked after that.

"Good. About Arandelle's economy state, I will handle it. I have a few arrangements and I will see to it even if I am in Corona. I will leave sire Tucker Gilmore to be in charge while I am gone. A good day to all of you. You are all dismissed."

All dignitaries, except Hans, stood up from their seats and left the room. Elsa inwardly sighed, and rubbed her temples. She stared at Hans and coughed. "Penny for your thoughts, Hans?"

He sighed. "Are you sure about your decision, Your Majesty? Why must it be me?"

"You are my best choice."

"Best choice by going out of the room?" he scoffed, a hand on his chest, faking a hurt expression.

"Not that, no," she said, a small smile on her lips, standing up. "I know I can trust you, Hans. I know it sounds crazy, a bit weird too, even though I know it's wrong but it felt just so right."

"My Queen-"

"Elsa."

"Pardon?"

"Call me Elsa," she said, and stared directly, deeply into his eyes. Hans found himself staring at her in awe, his mouth hanging open. She was attractive, beautiful even, but he will not let himself get distracted.

"As you wish, Elsa," he said softly. "I know you put your trust in me, I appreciate the action, of course. But..."

Elsa expected this. Of course, there are a lot of buts. "But nothing. Hans, this is just for a month or two."

Hans stood up as well, and strode towards Elsa. "If that is your decision, Elsa, I respect that. I'm worried. Are you sure your candidate for this... charade, as we put it, is me? There are any other men out there as a 'best' candidate."

Elsa placed an assuring hand on his shoulder, her eyes twinkling. "I'm positive. I won't change my mind. You are the best candidate I had in mind. I'm sure you can do it."

The way she stared at him, it's like swallowing him whole in the depths of those blue orbs like the ocean. Blue meets green, like how the Heaven meets the Earth. It was a pretty intense moment. And romantic, Hans confessed to himself. But who was he fooling? Who could love a traitorous monster like him? Who could adore a man who almost killed the beautiful Snow Queen right in front of him? No one. Coming back to reality, he held the Queen's gloved hand and lowered his gaze.

"Then by this, I would like to apologize, yet again, for my previous actions last two years ago."

"Hans-"

"My Queen, Elsa, I'm sorry."

Elsa bit her lip and squeezed Hans' hand. "No need. You apologized before and I forgave you. The past is in the past, Hans. Let it go."

Instead of answering, he kissed her gloved hand. "I will, Elsa," he said, giving her a slight smirk, seeing as how her cheeks were a bit pink. "So, about Corona, is it true?"

She laughed. "Is my story pretty convincing?"

"Well, you got me. I fell for that little made up story of yours."

"Oh, dear," she giggled, covering her lips. "It's not true. I made that up. Good Heavens, Rapunzel and Eugene got married a year ago. But you were pretty convincing too, Hans. You played along just fine."

"Well," he paused, smirking. "Acting is one of my hobbies."

"Teach me sometimes, will you?" Then, they both laughed.

They slowly composed theirselves before hearing a soft knock on the door. A young servant poked his head inside the room, and cleared his throat, addressing Elsa and Hans.

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Weselton has requested for your presence."

Elsa nodded. "I see. Thank you, Raphael. Tell him I will meet him shortly, with Prince Hans."

"Yes, Your Majesty." And he left.

Elsa turned to Hans. "So this is it," she whispered, nervousness clouding her eyes.

"This is it," he whispered back, offering his arm to her. She took it, and they left the conference room together.

End of Chapter Three.


So, that's it for now. We see a Helsa moment there, folks. Sparks fly, oh my. -laughs- Enjoy your New Year. I hope you had a good year. Remember, we will have 365 new days, and 365 new chances to start all over again. See you very soon guys. Tell me what you think of this chapter. With all my love. :)