Hans paced nervously. Did that just happen? Did that really just happen?! He was confused. The woman he loved just declared in open court her intention to marry him. It was impossible. Completely. Yet... it happened. This was amazing. This was a miracle. This was his every dream come true.
He tried to calm himself. She was only human, just as subject to the frailties like any other woman.
...no. That's the point, wasn't it? To him, Elsa was just... better. Not just more beautiful or more powerful. Nothing could hurt her, nothing and no one in the world was her match. Between her powers and her will, nothing could even come close to challenging the young queen.
"She's your fiancée, man," he growled to himself in a mirror, "Go talk to her!"
Currently, the Arrendelle royals were staying aboard his ship, the aptly named, 'Frozen Heart'.
He knocked lightly on her door, silently hoping she hadn't heard him.
"Enter."
Hans took a moment to compose himself before obeying.
"Your high- Elsa. Hello," He waved awkwardly. Elsa was at his desk (He had given up his room for the girls, bunking with the crew instead) combing her long, beautiful hair.
"Hello Hans." She stopped a moment, still not meeting his eyes, "...you're still alive."
"Yeeeeaaah..." He put a nervous hand through his hair, unaware that Elsa was silently judging his every move, "There are people who would argue about that..."
She stood suddenly, crossing the room in quick strides. Within seconds, she was inside his personal space.
...
...he noticed she smelled like fresh snow and winter berries.
"Do you love me?" She asked.
"Uh..."
"I mean it," she paused, "Everything; was it all for me?"
"...yes," He admitted. Elsa let out a breath she had not realize she'd been holding. Impossible
She walked away from him. Hans tried to say something, but found nothing. How do you say 'oh yeah, remember me seducing your sister, locking you up before trying to kill you and all that? Yeah, I did it all because I was trying to get your attention... next time, I'll send flowers.'
Elsa muttered something.
"Sorry, what?" He asked. Elsa stood straight and turned on him in queen mode.
"You disgust me, do you know that?"
Her words were like daggers.
"There are precious things in this world to love and your whole life amounts to nothing but being an agent of those that would destroy precious things. Even now, you've endangered Sophia," She paused, collecting herself. Anger had started to creep into her voice, and she did not want him to be upset with her. What if he turned on her? This would all be for naught. She had to be the girl of his dreams. Then he'd marry her, and Sophia would be safe!
Mastering her emotions was proving... difficult, "I... love her. And I would do anything for her. And I don't expect you to understand that. I want to protect her, no matter what. So, I'll give you-" She winced, "What you want; me. And you'll protect her. Understood?"
Hans was shocked into silence. He nodded obediently. She handed him the dog collar.
"An early wedding present," She said, scorn and bitterness laced in her voice. He had taken away her companion, betraying her again and again. Elsa crossed her arms, "...leave me."
He obeyed.