(Hans)
The party has been in full swing for two hours now, and I still haven't managed to approach Elsa. Waiting for a perfect opportunity seemed like the smart thing to do, unless all those opportunities go to other people. I can tell that the people are very happy, they love their royal family so much.
Some of the rumors I heard are disturbing - no one had seen Elsa in years, she seems to be a recluse. I always thought that a king (or queen for that matter) should be among the people, to lead by example, to get a feel of what their needs are. Losing her parents so young must have really done a number on her.
Ending my conversation with a french ambassador I turn around, only to see Anna flailing her arms outward to keep from falling.
Quick thinking allows me to catch her and I decide to whirl her into a dance. Her bouncy happiness is contagious and it didn't take long for us to fall into hilarious conversation.
She tells me how lonely she'd been, about her sister shutting her out. That seemed like the strangest thing, I remember how lovingly Elsa spoke about Anna. I'm thinking about how to broach the subject of my having met Elsa when we were young when suddenly Anna blurts out, "this may sound crazy, but will you marry me?"
I laugh, she's so funny, so I bowed and answer in an exaggerated gallant manner, "why of course my dear!"
The next moment she's dragging me inside, heading straight towards Elsa. I barely have time to collect myself when she's introducing me:
"Elsa, your majesty, this is prince Hans, of the Southern Isles and we want to get married!"
For the longest blink of an eye I'm drowning in Elsa's eyes, so it takes a while for Anna's words to settle in. Wait, what! Nonononono, it was a joke! O no, what have I done!
I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but Elsa's cold stare pins me in my place.
"Married? You just met. And now you want to marry? No, I forbid it."
I try again to speak, putting my hand on Anna's arm to get her attention. But Anna ignores me and demands an explanation. Things escalate so quickly, the next thing I know, Elsa has shocked the room with a blast of icy magic. And then she runs.
(Elsa)
The more the evening commences, the more I can feel myself relax. Chocolate will do that for you. The short conversation I had with Anna is actually what makes the lights seem brighter and the music happier. I missed her so much, there has been a big Anna shaped hole inside of me, but for the first time I begin to hope that maybe there is a way to be with her again.
And of course the handsome redhaired man that is milling around the ballroom, but never too far away. I would have loved to dance, but there is the ice, I can't risk it.
When Anna comes back after the weirdest dance ever, and tries to get more information out of me, I have to hurt her feelings again which put a huge damper on the evening.
I don't see her for about an hour, until she comes running up to me, towing along the handsome man.
My heart surged in my throat, and I imagine that he has asked Anna to introduce us. I'm about to blush, when suddenly Anna announces:
"Elsa, your majesty, this is prince Hans, of the Southern Isles and we want to get married!"
He's looking at me, and his eyes seem to be glazed over, then a look of panic takes over. It's too late, I feel jealousy rear its ugly head. He's here, after all these years, and he wants my sister. Of course he does, she is lovely, but it's not right.
Anna throws a fit when I tell her she can not marry him.
"Why do you keep shutting me out? I can't live like this!" she yells.
I felt something shredding inside of me, "then go."
Suddenly she grabs my hand, and when I pull it from her my glove comes off. Fear rages through me, but even my great love for her can not stop the icy spikes from spearing out from my hands. So close, it almost pierces her. I'm already pierced. There is nothing more to do but run.