King Archer of the Southern Isles sat bitterly at his table. And it had all gone according to plan... Hans had killed Olaf, Olaf had killed the king and queen, and someone had killed Gunther.
So why was he so disappointed?
It was Hans' fault.
Without Hans, Elsa's assassination would have gone so much smoother. Without Hans, Sophia would have died a decade ago. Without Hans...
Archer sighed to himself, poking the flames. There weren't enough brothers left for a king's errand. Sure, he had seven or so brothers left, but who could kill Sophia? With Hans there, no one stood a chance to succeed!
...Well, maybe there was one or two people. Archer smirked. He adjusted himself in his chair. The fact his baby brother had out-maneuvered him bothered him. The king was used to being the master manipulator. Of course, if he made any move against Sophia, his own reign would end.
Time would be the determining factor. One day, Sophia would grow up, then their game would begin again.
Archer set up the pieces, putting the white queen next to the black king.
"Game on."
He took a sip of his wine. Ah... so refreshing.
...seconds later his body hit the dirt.
It did not truly matter which of his brothers did this. But if it did, no one would ever suspect him.
There would be a brief scramble for power, but, ultimately, each and every Westerguard knew better than to go after Sophia.
For if Sophia were to die, then they were next. For Hans was not a creature of the light, he was a dark shadow, a merciless killer.
a.n. You don't have to take this as canon. I was just thinking about doing some more from this series. Lemme know! More outtakes commin' atcha!