Author's Note: So, get ready to have feels x10,000 guys. I'm about to rip your hearts out with this chapter. I almost felt like ripping my own heart out while writing it, it's so frickin depressing. I'm sorry I had to do this to Elsa, but it was necessary for the plot and to show just how evil Amunde is and how far he's willing to go.
Warning: This chapter contains an almost rape. Do not read if you are under-aged. This story is rated "M" for a reason. Thanks.
Suddenly, Amunde was grabbing a hunting knife out of his pocket and grabbed Anna, grazing the knife against her throat.
"Anna!", Elsa screamed in horror.
Then, she angrily added at the prince, "Let her go, you monster!"
"Don't worry. I won't kill your precious sister as long as you do what I say," he sneered.
"Yes. Yes. I'll do anything. Just please don't hurt my sister," Elsa pleaded in desperation. She couldn't use her ice powers against the prince since she would hit Anna with them too, so begging was the only choice she had.
Anna struggled in his arms, the knife nicking her throat a little. He removed the knife from her throat, but still held her head in a strangle hold with his arms. He then abruptly hit Anna hard on the top of the head with the handle side of the knife, instantly knocking the younger sister unconscious.
"You said you wouldn't hurt her if I did what you said!", Elsa protested.
"I said I wouldn't kill her if you did what I said. She's not dead for now. She will only be unconscious, but not dead, as long as you keep your promise and do what I say like a good little girl," the prince corrected her.
He roughly picked up Anna and carried her to the door of Elsa's room.
"Go in," he told the queen.
Then, he violently tossed Anna into the room and kicked her off to the side.
"Anna!", Elsa screamed.
"Shut up, bitch and do as I say!", Amunde snarled.
Elsa nodded, hoping that if she did what he said, she would get his attention off of Anna.
"Get on the bed!", he ordered her.
Elsa's eyes went wide with fear. In the back of her mind, she knew what was coming next although the dread that filled her wouldn't let her brain admit it.
She laid down on the bed as the prince ordered and waited for her dark and torturous fate, sobbing quietly, face soaked in tears.
The prince pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the side. He then pulled all the clothing off his lower body until he stood before the queen completely naked.
"Wh-wh-what are you going to do to me?", Elsa stuttered in feigned ignorance.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm going to fix you," Amunde sneered, smirking.
"Fix me? But I'm not broken!", Elsa protested, her sobs getting louder.
"Oh and I suppose it's normal to lust after one's sister?", he retorted as he put the blade of his knife to one of her dress straps and cut it off.
"You wouldn't understand. No one would understand. But it doesn't matter that we are sisters. Anna and I belong together," she wailed, stealing a glance of concern at the still unconscious redhead.
"Oh, I understand perfectly. It's disgusting and that's why you need to be fixed, you vile slut," he growled, cutting the other strap of her dress with his knife.
"Please don't," Elsa begged as he slipped her dress off and began groping her breasts.
She cried out in pain.
"What's the matter? Relax. You should enjoy this. Your kingdom wants you to produce an heir anyway. Maybe you'll have one now," he chuckled hatefully into her ear, his vile breath on her neck.
He moved down to the only piece of clothing remaining on her, the only thing left protecting her.
"You won't get away with this," Elsa told him angrily as his hands reached the hem of her panties, preparing to pull them off.
"Oh, but Queen Elsa, the one thing you should know about me is that I always get what I want. And I want you," he snarled seductively.
"You can't have me! You may have my body, but you'll never be able to take my soul or my heart! They belong to Anna, always to my sweet, loving little Anna, forever," Elsa snapped.
"I'm going to make you want me and then when I'm finished, I'm going to make your precious little sister want me too while you watch and can't do anything or else I'll kill her," he growled as he forcefully pulled Elsa's panties off in anger and threw them to the side of the bed.
He leaned down, Elsa shivering, shaking, and sobbing, perhaps more afraid of his threat to Anna than what he was about to do to her, and just as they were about to get to the point of no return, a flash of red pushed into his side, knocking him off of Elsa.
"Don't you dare touch my sister, you foul beast! She's MINE!", a now conscious Anna shrieked with fury Elsa had never seen the younger girl display before.
"Anna, he'll kill you!", Elsa shouted at her sister, panicked.
The redhead turned to her grinning, holding the glinting blade of the knife in her hand.
"He can't. Not now that I have this. Not if I kill him first," Anna smirked, cornering the bastard against the wall, knife in hand.
"Anna, don't! You can't kill him. He's a prince. You will start a war between us and the other kingdom. Not to mention, you know that to take another's life is against the national law. I can't arrest my own sister. Do you know what it would do to my poor heart to have to put my sister, the love of my life, in the dungeons?", Elsa protested, her expression and voice pained.
Anna sighed in frustration. "Put some clothes on Elsa and then we'll take him to the dungeons together," Anna told her sister gently.
Elsa gave a half-hearted smile, relieved. She retrieved her panties from the floor and slipped them back on.
She mended her ice dress using her powers and slipped it back on as well.
Elsa and Anna headed out into the hallway together, Anna holding the knife to Amunde's throat as she pushed him forward.
Suddenly, Anna felt winded as an elbow hit her hard in the stomach.
She bent down clutching it in pain, dropping the knife in the process.
Her assailant, none other than the prince himself, retrieved the knife and lunged towards Anna with it.
Elsa jumped in front of her sister and the knife grazed her arm, giving a shallow but bleeding cut.
"Run, Anna!", she ordered her sister, but ever-stubborn, Anna instead lunged herself at the man, careful to avoid the knife and began scratching his face hard with her finger nails.
Elsa pulled the enraged Anna off of the prince, scooping her up into her arms and running with her.
"Where are we going, Elsa?", Anna questioned her sister, confused.
"To the castle doors. Once we get outside, we should be safe," Elsa told her sister.
They ran, the prince following them, until they finally burst out of the castle doors into the safety of Arendelle.
The prince surely wouldn't be stupid enough to hurt them with all the citizens watching as he committed an unforgiveable act of treason. Or would he?