(Hans)
When I arrive upstairs to speak to those in charge, a bustle of noise directs our attention to the court. Anna is being brought in, hanging in between two servants. Her face is frosty and she is shivering.
"Anna, what happened!" I exclaim as she falls into my arms. She feels like an icecube.
"Elsa" she whispers, "Elsa froze my heart. Kiss me Hans!" she clutches my shoulders and pulls at my neck.
"What? What are you talking about? I thought you said she would never hurt you?"
A tortured look crosses her face, "I was wrong. Please Hans, you have to kiss me!"
This situation is really getting out of hand, so I ask everyone to please give us some privacy. I scoop Anna into my arms and walk into the nearest room.
When we're alone I bring her to the couch, and cover her with a blanket. I go to put more wood on the fire and ask her to explain.
She tells me about the trolls and about the act of true love that will save her heart from freezing. I can feel my own heart freezing inside of me. What am I going to do? I don't love her. I mean, I only just met her, she's delightful, but anything I feel is more like a brotherly kind of love. I kneel beside her, and take her hand in mine.
"Anna, there's been a great misunderstanding. You are such a lovely girl, but when you proposed, I thought you were joking. And before I knew it you were dragging me off and telling Elsa… I love someone else. So a kiss from me won't work."
She breaks down at my words, burying her face in her hands, mumbling about feeling stupid and dying. I put my hand on her hair and promise that I will try to find a solution. I drag the settee closer to the fire, add some more wood and tell her to sit tight, that I will return shortly.
Once outside I decide to lock the door, I really don't trust Weselton, he might try something weird. I hope that as long as Anna keeps warm, the freeze might be stalled.
I can see the officials of Arendelle gathered, waiting for me, waiting for me to take charge. I know how painful this must be for them, and that they need someone to look up to, so I put my feelings aside to address their concerns.
"How is princess Anna? Will she be ok?"
"I don't know. Princess Anna says that Queen Elsa froze her heart and she is slowly freezing to death." I can see their faces glaze over with horror. I want to assure them that Elsa didn't do it on purpose, but that's when a weasly voice jumps in, gleefully it seems "I told you she was a monster! She must be put to death. It's the only way to end this infernal winter."
I looked at the others, to see if they shared his views, but they looked down, not wanting to have to decide the fate of the queen.
"Let me think for a bit." I tell them, and turn to head back down to the dungeons. Maybe if I speak with Elsa again, we can think of something. But my heart is heavy as I think about the horrible task that falls to a leader. My father's words come back to me. When I asked him what the hardest decision was when you were a king. "When one must die, to save the lives of many. May you never be in the position to have to make such a ruling."
When I reach the dungeon door, I can see that the entire wall is covered in ice. I try to open the door, but it's frozen shut. The guards to come help me open it, but once we've forced the door, I can see we're too late. The entire outside wall has been blasted away, a cold wind howls in. Elsa is gone. Yelling at the guards to search everywhere, I run to the room where Anna waits, only to find the door open and the room cold - Anna is gone as well.
(Elsa)
As the seconds go by, seconds that seem like hours, my fear does not diminish. A memory stirs, of a stone man, telling me, "fear will be your enemy." Don't I know it, all I have ever done is battle my fear, and never have I managed to conquer it. And it is stronger than ever.
There is no time to waste, I can hear the wind screeching even harder than before, if I don't leave, Arendelle may never recover. The power blasts from my hands, and the shackles break like brittle cookies. I direct all my ice at the window and within moments blow a gap in the wall.
The storm is howling and it's difficult to see, but I struggle out through the opening and try to find my way. It takes me so long just to reach the fjord, and I only know that I'm on the fjord because I run into the hull of a ship. It's like the storm has taken on a life of its own: it's a reflection of what I feel, but at the same time its working against me.
"Elsa!" I hear a voice calling out. "Elsa, you can't run from this!" Hans has found me, I can see him struggling through the gales just as I am. I know he must believe that I can do something about this, but I've tried for so many years, it won't work.
I turn to him and beg him "please take care of my sister."
"Your sister? She returned from the mountains weak and cold. She said that you froze her heart. I tried to help her, but I can't. And now it may be too late. I left her by the fire, but she's disappeared from the room. I think she might be looking for you. Please come with me, I know we can solve this."
My heart shatters at the news that I hurt my own beloved sister, that she may be dead by my own hand. The wind stops howling and every snowflake seems suspended in grief around me.
Hans has come closer now and reaches out his hand to me. His eyes are kind and full of confidence, filling me with resolve.
"No Hans, this has to stop, now. You have to kill me."
He gasps "No Elsa, I won't! I can't!"
"You must!" I tell him "I trust you. And sometimes, for the sake of many, one must die."
I didn't think my words would work, it's a lot I was asking of him, but I see his face fall in resignation.
Shaking with fear I kneel on the ground, and pull my hair over one shoulder.
"Do it please, quickly, for the sake of my people, for the love of my sister…" I can feel the tears freezing on my cheeks, but at the same I feel in my heart that this is what needs to happen. And I am so tired, so tired.