Very short chapter.. I was trying to get it done before my voice lessons. So.. One question answered. Two more chapters to go.

I got a lot of responses from the last chapter and I thank you all so, so much for that! A lot of the responses for how to end it were mixed, but we'll see.. A majority of them still sort of leaned towards one thing, and a few even wanted the two to split in the end. Again, we'll see.

Most of you are probably going to hate me for this chapter.. Eh. That's YOLO right? Did I use that right?

Proposal:

At the sound of a light rapping on her study door, Elsa turned her head from her work towards the source of the noise. Hans. Here again to pester her to no end?

"Elsa? I have a question to ask you." Hans spoke, a lot softer than normal. That was odd. He looked like a child who had just gotten into the cookie jar, to be quite honest.

"Hm?" She hummed in response, already back to her work.

His boots clicked against the floor as he walked over to her, standing beside her chair. "Marry me?" That was a casual way of doing it. No ring yet, no big gathering.. He could do all of that later after she said y-

"No."

"... Wait, what?"

"No. I won't marry you." She hadn't even looked up at him once.

"And why not?"

"Because it's just reassurance you're not trying to get to the throne. If you truly loved me, we would remain how we are."

Hans' lips pressed into a thin line as he thought about it in his head. Was he really doing it for the throne or because he truly did love her? Was it both? He wasn't sure.

"Would you ever consider marriage in the future?"

"Not in the least. I never did plan on getting married, and I still don't. Especially not to you." She scoffed, though it was meant as a joke.

"Is that an insult?"

"Perhaps." Elsa chuckled lowly, her eyes flickering from her papers to him.

"I still don't see why you refuse to marry me... Or marriage at all, really."

"And I still don't see why you're still in here. I have work to do!" She clicked her tongue in disapproval, making a shooing motion with her hands. "Go, go!"

With that, Hans was forced at once to leave her study, now standing outside the door in a bit of a daze.

What exactly had just happened..?