A/N: I started Fyre's backstory called 'Fyre'. Go check it out when you can!

Chapter 5: Prince George

Jack squeezed Elsa's hand and put a hand lightly under her chin; causing her to look up at him.

"Els, it's ok. No one will call you a monster anymore. You're not a monster." He assured her.

"I know, but…" Elsa stopped as she saw a figure enter the ballroom.

Her expression became one of hatred and a small blizzard formed around her. She stomped over towards the figure with Jack following not too far behind. Ice magic crackled at her fingertips as she made her way over. People moved out of the angry queen's way and followed her line of sight. Soon everyone, that knew who the figure was, had a look of disgust. Elsa raised her hand and shot out a blast of ice. The man was flown off his feet and frozen to the wall.

When she was face to face with the man, she growled, "How dare you come to my kingdom again!"

The man groaned and faced the queen. He had auburn hair, sideburns, and green eyes.

"I've never been to Arendelle before." He said.

"Don't try to trick me! I'm not an idiot, Hans." Elsa spat.

"Els, he's too young to be Hans." Jack pointed out.

"I don't care! He looks exactly like him!" She replied angrily.

"My name is George; Prince George of the Southern Isles." He piped up.

Elsa raised an eyebrow, "Who's your father because you are too young to be one of the thirteen brothers."

"My father is Prince Fredrick, second in line for the throne." Prince George replied.

She glared at him before releasing him from the ice.

"How old are you?" Jack asked.

"Fourteen, sir." The boy replied.

"You just stay away from my daughter. I don't want her dealing with any royal family from the Southern Isles." Elsa said sharply.

"Elsa! You can't make him share the blame his uncle has!" Jack protested.

"His uncle tried to kill me and Anna; thank you very much."

A yell could be heard from the other end of the room, "THAT MAN IS DEAD TO ME!"

Elsa turned around to see an angry Anna storming towards them. She walked right up to Prince George and punched him in the face, "How dare you show up here-"

"Anna, stop, it's not Hans." Elsa reassured her.

Anna looked back up at Elsa; her arm thrown back ready for another punch. "But…"

"This is Prince George from the Southern Isles, Prince Fredrick's son." Elsa explained, "Don't worry, I did the exact same thing; except with ice."

Prince George held his nose and said, "It's ok. You didn't know that I wasn't my uncle and I'm truly sorry for what he did to you and Arendelle."

"It's not your fault." Jack assured him while Elsa glared at the prince.

"Jack, I need to speak to you." Elsa said, "Privately."

They went off to the side and Elsa whispered, "I don't trust him!"

"I know you don't, but at least give the boy a chance." Jack replied.

"It's the same gut feeling I got with Hans! I just don't want him near Nora or Nicole because I don't want another 'true love at first sight' situation. I just want them to say safe."

Jack nodded and they went back over to Prince George, who had stopped holding his nose.

"You are allowed to stay-" Elsa began.

"Oh, thank you I am-" Prince George interrupted.

"But, you are not allowed anywhere near Princess Eleonora or Princess Nicole. Do you understand?" Elsa said strictly; the temperature starting to drop.

Prince George nodded his head quickly and gulped, "I understand."

Elsa nodded in approval and turned quickly away with Jack and Anna behind her.

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Nicole walked quickly out to the courtyard to get some peace and quiet. Her head had started to throb after a while, so she had excused herself. She went over to the wall and leaned against it; looking up at the night sky.

She groaned and said, "I just wish my parents would tell me more. I know they were holding something back when mother told her story. Maybe that just wasn't all of it."

"Sometimes I wonder the same thing about my uncle." A voice said.

Nicole quickly looked towards the voice and a teenager, about the age of fifteen, walked into the light.

"Who are you?" Nicole asked, giving him her best princess stare.

"My name is Prince George." He said bowing, "And you must be Princess Nicole."

She nodded and asked, "Why are you out here?"

"Just needed a little break." Prince George flashed a smile and moved in front of Nicole.

He pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, causing Nicole to squirm to the side a bit. Prince George gently brushed a finger under her chin to make her look up at him. He pushed her against the wall and kissed her fiercely. Nicole's eyes grew wide and she stood there in shock for a moment.

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Ember walked out to the courtyard to find Nicole. He had watched her go out, and wanted to talk to her for a bit to make sure she was ok. A thud sounded against the wall to his right. Turning towards the sound, he felt a loss of something when he saw what was happening. Some guy was kissing Nicole and he felt loss and anger at the same time.

Why do I feel this way? Ember thought, All she did was find someone else.

He walked back into the castle, feeling like he had lost a piece of himself.

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Nicole started to struggle and pushed Prince George off of her. She punched him in the face and said, "You little… good for nothing… freaking…" Struggling for insults, she gave up and scoffed instead.

"I'm sorry. I- I don't know what came over me." He stammered looking confused.

The courtyard door burst open and Nicole saw her mother rush out.

"PRINCE GEORGE!" She yelled angrily.

The temperature dropped and it started to snow, "I told you to stay away from her! I don't want you anywhere NEAR her!"

Nicole's mother sent out an icicle that whizzed right by the Prince's head.

"I- um- gah…" He stammered.

"Out!" She demanded, pointed towards the castle gates, "I warned you, and I don't know if you could be under your uncle's influence so I don't trust you."

Her mother waved her hand and an icy wind blew Prince George towards the gates.

"I'm going! I'm going! You don't have to blow me away." Prince George sighed.

When Prince George walked out, her mother growled, "I need to let off some steam."

She pointed at herself and her dress was replaced with a strapless ice dress with a transparent trailing cape. Her shoes had turned to ice, and she undid her tight bun into a side braid. Blue magic crackled at her fingertips and she created ice sculptures of a man that looked like Prince George, but older. Nicole's mother flung icicles at the men and they burst into shards of ice. She created more, but punched one in the chest while crushing the others with giant blocks of ice.

Panting, her mother melted everything and walked over to a nearby bench. She plopped down and put her head in her hands.

"Mom?" Nicole asked after a while.

"Yes?" Elsa snapped.

"Who was that? The one you made ice sculptures of." She asked curiously, "It looked like Prince George."

"It was his uncle, Prince Hans." Elsa said, letting that sink in.

"You mean the one that tried to kill you and Aunt Anna?"

"The very same. That's why I didn't want him around you."