AN: I wrote even more omg. Also I'd like to take a moment to thank all my reviewers. They mean the world to me. 3 Also I've had Love Is An Open Door stuck in my head all dang day. Also notice how the Dowager Queen isn't even in this chapter? It means big things are coming. Biiig things.

Disclaimer: I don't own a bit of this. I don't own Frozen, I don't work at Disney, and never have. This is a not for profic fanwork. Thank you for reading.


The guards that had come at the sound of Anna's scream stood at attention, awaiting the Queen's next orders.

Elsa took a deep breath and held her head high. "Take two men and collect the bodies my sister found. The rest of you, bring Prince Hans of the Southern Isles into my custody. He's suspected of murder."

She dismissed them, before slumping downward just a little, hands clenched into fists. "I can't believe he would try this right under our noses."

Anna's voice was quiet. "He's tried to gain the throne before. This might be one of his new plans." Elsa didn't have an answer to that.

Hans was soon dragged in. He looked disheveled, and as if he put up a fight before giving up and hanging limp in the grip of the guards who held his arms, feet dragging. There were dark circles under his eyes and the bandage on his face was gone, leaving four red almost infected looking deeply gouged lines raked across his cheek.

"Let go of me." Hans managed to spit, head hanging low. "Damn you, let go of me!" He looked up at Elsa, eyes bloodshot and hair messy. "How dare you do this!"

The Queen looked down at him coldly. "Release him." The guards stared at her. "I said, release him."

Hans collapsed to the ground, roughly banging his knees, pressing his shackled arms to his face, in a defeated position.

"Leave us."

The guards slowly filtered out, lingering by the door in case something happened or Hans tried to hurt her. "Anna, Kristoff. You too. Please. I can handle him on my own."

Anna began to protest, but her sister silenced her with a look. "You've had enough stress for today."

She hung her head, and took Kristoff's hand, pulling him along behind her, as they left, Anna refusing to look back at her sister.

Once she was alone with the prince, Elsa crouched to see his face. Upon closer inspection, he was trembling.

"Do you know why I had my guards bring you in here?"

Hans didn't lift his head, his voice weak. "I heard Anna scream. I wasn't involved, I don't know."

"Liar!" Elsa sent a blast of ice toward his face. It froze his hair near solid, and knocked his head back almost hard enough to snap his neck.

Hans finally lifted his head. "Why don't you kill me already? I know you want to. Whatever imaginary treason you're thinking I've committed, I'm going to deny. I have no idea what you're talking about."

She slapped him across his injured cheek hard, and he gasped in pain, fingers writhing within his hands' confines.

"We've uncovered bodies. They were stabbed and drained of blood. What are you planning? Tell me!"

He started to laugh, spitting blood from where his lip had split from the force. "And you think it's me who killed them? How on earth do you know this?"

"Both of them bear some resemblance to you."

That got his attention, as Hans stared up at her, hair hanging in his eyes. "Lewo and Tjalff... You found their bodies, I'm assuming. One has hair like yours, and the other is blonde?"

"Yes. Your half-brothers?"

"Yes... I didn't think anyone would find them."

Elsa narrowed her eyes, searching his expression.

"Can I see them?"

"Why?"

"They're my brothers, do I even need a reason? If Anna had died, wouldn't you want to see her body?"

Elsa stiffened, and looked away.

Hans knew he had gotten to her. "Let me see my brothers."

He leaned forward, looking up at her.

"Tell me first. Did you kill them? Honestly." The Queen brushed her fingertips against his jaw, letting ice crystals gather on his skin, and his bloody lip began to freeze.

"They're my brothers. I wouldn't do that to them." His teeth had begun to chatter as his lips turned blue.

"Why do I doubt that?" She grabbed his chin in her hand, nails freezing his skin. "You had no qualms trying to kill me or my sister. Why are your brothers so different?"

His teeth chattered hard enough that he could barely get the words out. "B-b-because I loved t-t-t-them!"

Elsa pulled back, watching him attempt to regain feeling in his face with hands that were growing numb from being tied together. "I didn't think a monster like you could love."

"I could say the same for you." He closes his eyes, rolling his head back and breathing hard through his bloody teeth. His breath was steaming in the swiftly freezing room.

"I love Anna. I love my people, my kingdom."

Hans opened his eyes halfway and scoffed. "And your husband, or at least you should."

She turned his face in her hand to look at him, "Are you attempting to appeal to me to untie you or something? because it isn't going to work."

"I didn't think so." Hans covered her hand with both of his tied ones.

Elsa didn't flinch from his touch. Hans' fingers were already turning blue at the tips from loss of circulation. "If I'm being arrested for treason, can I get a last kiss?"

"I thought you didn't believe in true love."

"I don't. But this isn't love. I'm just asking for a beautiful girl to kiss me."

Elsa stared, face growing pink. "Flattery isn't going to get you your brothers back. The bodies have been sent off by ship back to the Southern Isles."

Hans cursed under his breath. "I'll be lucky enough to just see them in the family mausoleum if I get out of here alive."

"Do you have any doubts to your innocence then?"

"No. I know I didn't kill them. How could I when I was with you the whole day yesterday. That had to have been when they were killed since they weren't there for you to meet them."

Elsa leaned in close enough for the tips of their noses to touch, Hans' breath still a cloud billowing from his mouth.

"Do you know who did it then?"

He pressed his lips to hers, and she actually let him.

"Is that enough of a no for you?"

Elsa touched her lips, where a dab of his blood still remained, smeared like lipstick. "Are you going to always try to distract me like that?"

"Only if you like it."

That got him another slap and his ear turned blue, matching his fingers.


an: DUN DUN DUNNNN what will happen next? Why am i asking you these questions?