The kingdom where they'd docked was called Corona, Hans found out. Apparently Anna had a cousin that lived here, her also being the Princess. Her name was Rapunzel and Hans had heard she used to have golden, glowing, magical hair but now had shorter, brown hair. He wondered what had happened to it. He'd heard that she had been held in a tower by a witch who used her for her hair's magical powers, which was to heal wounds and restored the witch's beauty. Apparently the witch was going to take Rapunzel away, but before she could, Rapunzel's husband, a former thief, cut off her magical hair, reversing it's effects on the witch and killing her.

Hans wondered how Rapunzel's husband, Eugene Fitzherbert, formerly known as Flynn Rider, could go from being a thief stealing the crown to wearing a crown of his own. He'd always thought royals had to marry royals but then again, royals made the rules so he supposed that meant they could marry who they wanted.

He made his way through the town, glad to finally be in a place he could walk around without being recognized. Without warning, he felt someone bump into him, the person dropping their bag, which contained a bushel of fruit.

"Damn!" the man who Hans had bumped into exclaimed as he ran his fingers through his long, flowing brown hair, "Look at what you did, blondie. Made me spill all the fruit. And bump this nice gentleman here. What am I gonna do with you?" the man asked a young woman, about the same size as Anna who had short, shoulder length brown hair and green eyes.

"Oh stop, Eugene. At least apologize to the poor man!" she scolded the man, slapping him playfully on the arm. Hans quickly realized who they were: It was Rapunzel and Eugene. Walking around town like normal people. Buying fruit.

"Oh I think you'd better do that. I'm abrasive, remember?" Eugene smirked as he stooped down to pick up the fruit. Rapunzel rolled her eyes with a smirk and turned to Hans.

"I'm terribly sorry, sir. Are you okay?" she asked.

"Oh yes, my lady." Hans replied, bowing to her. Rapunzel looked surprised.

"What're you doing?" she laughed.

"You are the Princess, right? Rapunzel?" Hans asked.

"Well, yes. But you don't have to bow and all that. It's okay, really." she assured him, extending a petite hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you..."

"Oh, Prince Elias of the Southern Isles." Hans lied. He knew better than to let her know his real name and instead taking the name of one of his twelve brothers. They all looked enough alike. She would never know the difference.

"Pleasure, sir." she said as Eugene popped back up beside her and cleared his throat rather loudly. Rapunzel rolled her eyes and gestured to him. "This is Eugene, my husband." Eugene cleared his throat again, this time even more obnoxiously. "Or no, excuse me. I mean, Prince Eugene of Corona, first of his name, long may be reign."

"In the flesh," Eugene said, extending a free hand, "Hi there, pal. Prince Eugene Fitzherbert. Pleasure to make you acquaintance."

"Pleasure's all mine." Hans said, "Well, I'd better get going. Lots of things to do, people to see."

"Oh. Okay. Well, maybe we'll see you again? We come to town nearly every day." Rapunzel said.

"Yeah. Maybe." Hans smiled, "Well, it was nice to meet you both. Goodbye." he said as he started off in the opposite direction.

"Nice guy." Eugene said as Hans walked away. Rapunzel nodded.

"Yeah, he seemed like it. It's a shame his brother is crazy."

"Wait, hang on, maybe a bug flew in my ear or it's just Pascal's tongue again but I thought you said he had a crazy brother." Eugene joked.

"I did! And he does! Remember? That guy that watched over Arendelle while the freeze was going on?"

Eugene thought for a moment and snapped his fingers. "Oh yeah! That guy!" he remembered, "Yeah, he was sort of a jerk now that I remember."

"Of course he was a jerk, he tried to kill Elsa and left Anna to freeze to death after he led her on believing he was a nice guy!" Rapunzel said.

"Wait... so he led her on thinking he was all sweet rainbows and kisses while he actually planned on killing them both just so he could get the throne after he married one of them? Is that how it went?"

Rapunzel nodded.

"Ugh!" Eugene cried, "That is just... that is evil right there. That's just... not even right."

"Right? And apparently he got in a lot of trouble with his big brothers when he got back to the Southern Isles. I hear they made it hard on him."

"Yeah? Good."

"Eugene!"
Eugene raised an eyebrow, "And you think a lying, backstabbing wannabe murderer psycho doesn't deserve a good, harsh punishment?"

"Well..."

"See? Look, it happened again."

"What happened again?"

"I'm right again."

Rapunzel raised her eyebrows at him. "What do you mean 'again'? Most of the time, I'm the one who's right."

"But this time you're not. Ha ha!" Eugene whooped in victory as he pulled an apple out of the bag and bit into it. He offered it to Rapunzel. "Wanna bite, sweetheart?"

"Stop it."

"Come on, let's share an apple together, baby cakes." he crooned.

"Stop it, Eugene."

"Oh come now, it'll be so cute and romantic I might just throw up a little." Eugene pushed, putting the apple in front of her face, "Mmmm... nice, juicy red apple for you, dearest."

"Eugene-"

"Come on, bite it."

"I swear I'll-"

"Love me every day?"

"Eugene-"

"Twice daily. And an apple every day? Keep you healthy." he said as he took a bite.

"That was on the ground."

Eugene gulped and made a face. Rapunzel stopped and scoffed.

"Now what?"

"I think I might actually puke, grab the fruit before my lunch goes all over it."

Back in Arendelle, Anna stomped up the stairs, only to be greeted by Elsa, who had her arms crossed.

"Can I help you?" she snapped, still irritated over her encounter with Henrik.

"You mind telling me where you were?" Elsa asked.

"No, I'm pretty sure Henrik's already told you everything by now, you two are so chummy together." Anna grumbled as she tried to cross to her room. Elsa conjured up a wall of ice in front of her. Anna turned to face her sister. "Seriously?"

"You're not gonna walk away from me on this, Anna."

"Since when did being Queen make you our mother?"

"Since you're my little sister and the only close family I have left and I was worried about you. Not even Olaf knew where you went. Now tell me where you went!"

"Or what?"

Elsa stared, unsure of what to say. She had nothing. She couldn't do anything to punish her.

"That's what I thought." Anna said, going around the wall of ice to her door, stopping as she turned the doorknob, "Oh and if you really must know, your highness, I was out looking for our missing friends, something you should probably give a little bit more consideration to instead of some psycho bastard's handsome brother." she spat before shutting the door.

Elsa felt fire rise behind her face as she stomped over to Anna's door, leaving trails of ice behind her.

"What did you just say to me?! Where do you get off acting like such a brat?! Do you know why I've been so preoccupied with Henrik? I'm trying to fix everything that stupid bastard you're referring to messed up by asking you to marry him and trying to kill us both! I'm the one doing all the work to keep our country afloat and you don't even care! Of course I care about finding Kristoff and Sven, but as a Queen I've got plenty of other things to worry about and if you can't even tell me where it is you're going off to so I can make sure you stay safe... then I can't let you leave."

Behind the door, Anna heard a low crackling and looked at the doorknob, which was turning a crystal blue with ice. She quickly realized what was happening and grabbed the doorknob, trying to twist it, but it was too late.

"No... no, Elsa no! You can't do this to me! You can't just leave me in here! I have to find them!"

On the other side of the door, Elsa closed her eyes as she heard her sister's voice break. She knew Anna was only acting out because she was worried about Kristoff... and she was worried too...

"I don't want to do this, Anna, but you're my sister and I have to keep you safe. No matter what." she called through the door, "I'm sorry..."

"You let me out of here, Elsa! Let me out! Kristoff and Sven are in danger, please! Please let me out!" Anna pleaded, her voice cracking as the tears came. "DAMN IT LET ME OUT!" she wailed, pounding the door with her fists. As Elsa heard her sister's cries and the pounding, an icy tear ran down her cheek, freezing solid before it fell from her face, frost spreading across the floor as she stood by Anna's door.

She turned and walked away, leaving a trail of frost behind her as her only sister pounded on the door.

She had to find Kristoff and Sven. Fast.

After what felt like hours of screaming and pounding on the door, Anna finally managed to give up, furious at Elsa. She hated being angry with her. After all, she was her only sister and only family, but she was being stupid. She was too wrapped in politics and Henrik's pretty face to even consider going to save the man that had helped bring the two of them together and his loveable pet.

After a while of sitting around in her room, contemplating on what she should do, Anna looked at her bed and then to the window. Within a few minutes, she was on her feet pushing at the windows until they opened outward. She then stripped the bed of her sheets and blanket, even her pillowcases and tied them all together. Thank God Kristoff taught her how to tie a decent enough knot...

She tied the end of the sheet to her bedpost and threw them out the window, her sheets spilling down to the cobblestones below. She took her bag and looped it around her shoulder, wrapping a cloak around her for the cold as she looked at the rope she had made. She looked over the edge of her window and swallowed hard.

It was a long way down. But she had also tried to climb down a much higher surface and managed to survive a two-hundred foot fall. But... there was twenty feet of fresh snow to break the fall. Here there was only hard cobblestones. She would smash like a tomato if she stepped wrong.

"You can do this... for Kristoff and Sven. You can do this, Anna." she told herself as she rubbed her hands together, "Okay... here we go. Just don't look down... again."

Taking a deep breath again, she inched her way out the window, holding onto the makeshift rope. Slowly, she began to rappel down the side of the castle.

This wasn't so hard. As a matter of fact, it was sort of fun. Not to mention, she felt like a hero she read about in her books. She felt like Joan of Arc.

Her heart almost stopped as her hand slipped on her sheets, causing her to slide down the rope faster than she'd anticipated. She gasped, trying her best not to scream as she fell, still gripping the sheets. Luckily, her hand stopped on a knot where the sheets tied together, allowing her to plant her feet on the side of the castle and take a few deep breaths, trying to regain her bearings.

"Okay... next time you sneak out of your room, don't use the satin sheets..." she told herself as she began to slowly inch down, careful not to slip again. Within a few minutes, she was on the ground and running towards the stables. Once inside, she took a horse from the stables. Not her horse because if Elsa got word that her horse was gone, she'd know that she had gone and that would be the last thing she needed.

She looked on the wall and took a pick ax from a nail. She placed it in her bag and urged her horse forward towards the gate.

Don't worry Kristoff. I'm going to find you even if it kills me.

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