"Princess Anna, we have sent out a dozen search parties around the kingdom. I have also sent out two ambassadors of Arendelle to Corona and Weasel Town. We are doing all we can to bring our Queen home."

"Thank you Captain Fromund," Anna sighed, stress and exhaustion getting the better of her as she slid down the wall she was leaning against. Anna stayed in that position – with her head buried in her knees breathing heavily, trying to clear her head – not noticing Kristoff was standing right in front of her until he spoke.

"Hey, how's the search going?" he asked soothingly. Her blue eyes darted up to meet his. Her eyes were wide with stark worry.

"Do… do you think Elsa is okay?" she asked, voice barely above a whisper, "I mean nobody has any idea where she is. What if she's hurt, or…" A tear trickled down her face as the bitter thought struck her. What if Elsa was dead? It had crossed her mind before but Anna had swept it away before thought swallowed her whole.

"Queen Elsa…" Kristoff paused for a moment, wondering where he was going with this, "She knows how to take care of herself. I mean c'mon! She can control ice and snow at the lift of a finger! She's perfectly capable of defending herself." Anna nodded silently, taking his hand to help lift her to her feet.

"Let's go find your sister."

"The king and his men stole the queen from her bed…"

"Will you SHUT UP!?" Elsa yelled sitting up sharply, throwing her arms in the air in exasperation, "You've been singing that dreadful song for hours! Are you trying to drive me insane?" Hans only laughed, amused that once again, he had successfully irritated the stoic queen to the point of anger.

"My humblest apologies my Queen – I'm only trying to entertain you," he smiled at her in that loathsome way of his, "If old pirate legends do not suit you, maybe Shakespeare is more to your taste…"

"Enough! If I was in my right mind I would freeze your lips closed!" she glared at him, letting her threat hang heavy in the air.

"Then why don't you?" he retorted, tone laced with confidence.

"Because in doing that I would be no better than you. I do not believe in torture, even if you are a toad," she spat just as guards walked over to the barred cell, unlocking the door.

"King Viktor of the Southern Isles requests your presence Queen Elsa. And you too Prince Hans," a guard informed while the other placed a shackle on Hans' and Elsa's wrists, dragging them along together. Before long, they stood before the obnoxious king waiting for him to speak.

"It seems even imprisonment does not affect your exceptional beauty Queen Elsa," the monarch drooled. Elsa felt a shudder run down her spine. Why must I constantly be surrounded by such revolting men? She thought.

"Why is she here, Viktor?" Hans spoke, taking the words right out of Elsa's mouth, "And why didn't you strip me of my title? Last you told me, I was a pathetic criminal and yet the palace guards still call me a prince." Viktor chuckled, pondering his response.

"Brother! You are a hero! That is why you remain a prince! You told us of a potential threat, and led us straight to her doorstep. This witch," he fingered Elsa, "froze her entire kingdom! Who knows what else she might do. She, is a prisoner of… potential war." Elsa felt her jaw drop and her eyes narrow in fury.

"This is an OUTRAGE!" she howled, "You think you can keep me here because I COULD be a threat? If it is war you want, it is war you will get with these actions. Either release me immediately or face the consequences of my country."

"Wait, wait, wait… if I'm a hero, than why am I in the dungeon?" Hans asked ignoring Elsa's outburst entirely.

"First of all, Queen Elsa – can I call you Elsie – your precious little people, don't know you're here. We took you from your castle late at night and gave you a fancy little concoction to keep you asleep for three days. Secondly, Hans-y Princess Anna was a purely innocent girl. That is why you're imprisoned. I believe in fair justice, but what you did to that girl was wrong. Her sister on the other hand, you were just defending yourself." Elsa rolled her eyes, the idea of 'fair justice' coming from that man sickened her to the core.

"Guards, take them back to the dungeon. I'm done with them," Viktor snickered, as Hans and Elsa were dragged back to their 'home, sweet home'.

"Can you believe that man?!" Elsa paced as a thin layer of frost covered the floor trailing her movement, "He is begging for war and the second I get a chance I'll…"

"Excuse me," a meek female voice interrupted Elsa's ranting, "Heidi sent me down here… I brought you your lunch and I have some information." A short brunette stood outside the chamber, wearing clothes very similar to what Heidi was wearing the day before. She also had a tray with the same bowls of soup and mugs of beer.

"Finally, food," Hans sighed longingly at the meal. For the past four months Hans was kept locked up, he was only served one meal a day – so when it finally came, he was more than grateful, "So Sierra, what information?"

"First of all," the small girl curtsied, "Queen Elsa, it is a pleasure to meet you. I've heard great things about you contrary to the King's belief," a small smile tugged at Elsa's lips, "The townspeople have been rallying forces, and planning some sort of takeover. They say Viktor has gone too far as of late, with kidnapping foreign monarchs and hanging good men for no good reason. They want him out –now." Hans nodded silently, combing his fingers through his hair as Elsa steeped forward to speak to Sierra.

"Is there any way you could get in touch with my sister Princess Anna?" the Queen asked, "If you could just manage to send a letter to let her know I'm here-"

"I'm sorry your majesty, all mail is seen by the king before leaving the Isles. If I got caught doing such a thing…" Sierra dragged her thumbnail lightly over her neck, "I'm done for."

"Thank you, Sierra. You better get back to work before someone notices you're missing," Hans urged. The girl smiled lightly before turning to walk out of the dungeon. Hans sat down against his bed, staring at the food before him.

"Alone once again," he smiled at the Queen before him.

"You sicken me," Elsa scoffed before digging into the mushroom broth in front of her.