Prince Hans of the Southern Isles had awoken early in the morning. He had quite a bit of traveling to do today. He had heard about the tragic loss of the king and queen of Arendelle a week ago, and today was the day that the elder of the two princesses would be formally made the queen of the area. His oldest brother, Klaus, had told him not to go for the elder of the two and to try to wed the younger. She was far more naive than her elder sister from what he had heard, and would be much more willing to be used for what he needed her for. Since all 12 of Hans' older brothers had taken wives, they decided it would be up to the youngest to take Arendelle in the name of their great kingdom. He dressed himself nicely in a white riding jacket, a lavender shirt, a pair of white pants, and some light brown boots. This would be plenty to woo the young princess of Arendelle. Although the boat ride would only take an hour or two, it was important that he arrived early. He had arrangements to be made.

Kristoff sighed as he awoke. He had to go deliver some ice to the city of Arendelle this day because of some big party they were having. He hoped that he would only have to be there long enough for the servants to take the ice where they need. He tried to avoid talking to people usually, but princess Anna was a kind girl and suitable to be a wife. Every man who had ever visited Arendelle knew this. The harvester didn't really think of her as his type though. She was too easy to win over. He liked to work for the affection that people rarely gave him. He had promised himself to never get too involved with anyone after what had happened almost 5 years ago. The moment you allowed yourself to trust someone, that person would do something to hurt you. He really believed that this was the nature of people.

Hans had seemed so obsessed with him in away, completely attached to him the entire time he would be there during his visits. He wondered what Hans looked like know. Wondered if he still had that unusually feminine figure or if he grew into man who, well, looked like a man. Kristoff shook his head as Sven leaned his muzzle down to nudge the top of his head. The harvester really did have to stop himself from thinking about the prince since it always lead to the familiar aching pain in his chest. The reindeer could always tell when the other was upset and has had to do a lot of comforting over the years. Kristoff stood up from the straw covered floor of the barn he had stayed in that night. The lake he had harvested from didn't have a whole lot of people living close to it, but one family did allow him and Sven to sleep in their barn. It wasn't the first time the harvester has had to sleep in strange and uncomfortable places. He began to pick up all the blankets he had set out for the both of them and placed them on top of the ice that stood tall on the sled he had. He attached the sled to the reindeer and stood at the tail end of it. Soon the two would begin to travel to Arendelle, with no idea that a certain red-haired prince was going to be there.

Hans had brought his horse with him, figuring he could use at least some comfort in the form of the familiar. His horse, Sitron, had been with him ever since they were both young. He had arrived at Arrendale that morning and had bumped into the princess he had hopes of wooing. It was then that he found out that everything he had heard about her was completely true from her beauty to her naivety. She seemed pretty impressed with him, just from the look on her face. He knew then that his plan should succeed.

By this time it was time that the party began. Hans arrived on his horse and tied him over where the other horses were at the palace. He found that the servants took good care of the horses that were there and knew that when he became king of this land that they would take care of Sitron in the same way. He gave a soft sigh and walked past the fountain and up the stairs to the door. He saw someone else standing there and judging by his apparel he didn't think that he was there for the party. The person was facing the door.

"Excuse me, I'm prince Hans of the Southern Isles and I don't have time to sit around and wait for peasants to get out of my way, so I suggest that you move." Hans said in the same condescending tone that he usually used. The prince was eager to get his plan into action and was surprised when the person turned around and grabbed him by his wrist. The grip was strong and it almost felt bruising.

"Who do you think you are talking to me like that?" Kristoff looked at the other before he released his wrist and moved out of the way. Hans' face had lost all color when he saw the other turn around. He had no idea that the familiar harvester was who he had been talking to despite the fact he didn't look too much different than he did all those years ago. He shook his head and hurriedly stepped into the castle. Every feeling was rushing back and he could hardly stand it. He had to remind himself that he had a reason to be there and it was far more important than becoming upset over some peasant that didn't have any true worth.

For the first half of the coronation ceremony, Hans made sure to keep relatively quiet except for the few waves and smiles he would send Anna's way. It would seem like she would almost melt every time. She did slip away from the ballroom and into the hallway at some point during the party. He happened to be in that same place. The prince went about speaking to her and found out that they were alike in the way that they were ignored as children until suddenly when people finally wanted something to do with them. He asked the princess to marry him and she said yes of course. He had managed to get half of his mission done with in only thirty minutes. Damn, he was good.

"Hans, we have to go tell my sister. It would be so important to me if she would give us her blessing." Anna tells Hans as she grabs him by his arm and pulls him back into the ballroom. The first thing the prince sees though is the harvester who was currently bringing ice into the kitchen that happened to be the next room over. He was brought over to Elsa, who smiled at her sister. He allowed the princess to announce their engagement to the new queen who seemed completely against it. He couldn't have that. The two sisters began to argue since Anna had no idea as to why her sister constantly wanted to shut her out. A cold rush of air filled the room and sharp, jagged spikes of ice were everywhere around the corner of the room. Elsa ran out of the room, leaving a cold trail of ice behind her.

Kristoff hurried into the room, eyes wide at all that had happened. It was then that Anna fell to the floor. Hans had reached out to catch her before she could fall, but couldn't really get her before she hit the ice. This was far from what he expected to happen. The queen certainly wasn't supposed to run off and it appeared as though the princess had fallen ill. One of the people that worked at the palace rushed over to the princess, who seemed to be conscious at the moment. The whole room was completely silent, all of the partygoers were as frozen as the ground underneath Anna.

"Hans…. You need to go find Elsa..you and that ice delivery man. He should know something about the regions around here." Anna spoke in a weak voice before she finally passed out. Hans couldn't entirely believe what he had heard her say. The princess wanted him to go find her sister, who had recently used an odd form of sorcery to freeze the entire ballroom, with the man who had stolen his heart and crushed it during his very confusing childhood. He was trying to decide if he would even do this for the other. In reality, this would be the perfect opportunity to get rid of her sister which would make them the King and Queen. That would be difficult considering Elsa's power. What was he going to do about all of this?

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