A written testimony of my time in Arendelle, to her majesty

by Dear.E

This is Hans' point of view of what happened in Arendelle. This isn't meant to make you like him. This is just to give you a peak into what was crossing his mind, because even villains have reasons, and in their own heads, their reasons are good. It's also what I like to imagine happened after he sailed out of Arendelle.

5. Event 5: You hate me, don't you, majesty

So, as I'm sure you know, I went up the mountain. I didn't find Princess Anna, but instead, found her majesty, Queen Elsa. She had built a magnificent castle made of ice, but had grown unstable, and violent. She had hit her head, and had blacked out, and so I carried her back to the castle in the town. She was so thin and pale. So fragile. I couldn't bear the thought of me harming her, but I knew that if I was to gain a crown, Queen Elsa would have to lose her head.

I laid the queen in a bed, in the dungeons. Before you ask, no, I am not proud of that. I placed her tiny white hands, capable of so much wonder, in cover-all shackles. I am not proud of that, either. Tucking a blanket around her, I left. I needed to clear my head.