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"This needs to stop here" he told him
"What do you mean, Kristoff?"
"Your sessions with Elsa"
"Wait, Did Anna tell you anything? Did Elsa complain?"
"Yep, Anna told me stuff and no, Elsa didn't complain"
Hans was slightly relieved by this revelation.
"then what?" Hans harshly remarked now
"Look, I know it is quite nosy of me to meddle in such affair but Hans, it is getting suspicious and very unhealthy, she is supposed to like your brother, not you"
'Wait, so does that means she likes me?' the thought warmed him up a little
"And basically, we don't want this to take an unwanted turn, your family wouldn't accept this and she doesn't want to be dragged into trouble and believe it or not, I care for you cousin, for Elsa as well"
"Elsa or Anna, Kristoff" Hans teased
"Well, both" Kristoff blushed
His words were every ounce of reason, Hans knew, and he is at odds with reason since he met her.
'Kristoff is smarter than we give him credit for' he mentally noted.
He had to tell her he knows, he resolved.
"Come on tell me your favourite colour"
"You are asking me something as ridiculous as that, are you sane, my prince?!" she mocked
"Yes, I am asking and No, right now, I amnot sane"
"Take a guess"
"Blue" She nodded her disapprovement
"White"
"tsk, tsk"
"Grey"
"Nopes"
"That is Harder than it seems"
"given up"
"Yes"
"It is red"
His eyes widened "Red?!"
"Yeah, a colour of warmth and boldness, how about you, Hans ?"
"Silver: cold, heavy and clear"
"How about your deepest secret?"
"I have none" she quickly bolted
Hans was taking a return towards serious issues.
"No doubt you have, a person without secrets is a hollow mirror with no depth, no experience or mistakes or emotions"
"Then I am hollow, Hans"
"No, Elsa, you aren't, maybe still a little weary of me and you have every right to but not hollow, let me tell you something, you are unique and breathtakingly beautiful and strong and powerful"
"I am so tired, Hans"
"Me too, Me too, I will let you in on something that most people except those really close know, we had a 14th prince"
"What?!"
" I had another brother, he died long ago"
"I am sorry, I didn..."
"you want to know how?"
"if it suits you"
"He burnt"
"What?!"
"He had the ability to conjure fire, he was a kind clever 7 year old boy, my twin actually. He just never told anyone, but me and I was naïve and foolish enough to tell my family who in turn locked him up, Whether out of fear or to groom him as an asset, I don't know. One day , he got so frustrated and angry that he set his wing ablaze. We rushed off to him but we couldn't save him, I couldn't save him" he said, his eyesight never left the grounds beneath, his voice muffled by unshed tears.
She was horrified.
"The point is I know your secret, Elsa. I saw you during the engagement ball."
She ran impulse leaving behind a trail of snow,
Shocked.
He knew.
She felt like hiding. She felt scared, she felt weak and vulnerable with her powers known to this...oh god, he was no stranger anymore.
The whole what if they lock her up again, the whole lot of what ifs.
She wants free, She wants safe, She wants out.
She is a mess, she is cursed and lost.
It didn't go as smooth as expected with her storming off.
He shouldn't have told her and he should have stopped her and he should go after her and he should call everything off and deal with his family and tidy the mess and... his mind was all rumbles now.
"Trouble much, brother?!" Mikael appeared