"Queen Elsa, Princess Anna, I present Prince Johan of the Southern Isles," said Kai, bowing his head in a slight nod as he stepped back to allow Prince Johan to step into view.

Prince Johan was Hans' older brother and the differences couldn't be more striking. Where Hans could only be described as a 'pretty boy,' Johan was a broad shouldered, hulk of a man. His fists looked as though he could crush a man's skull in them and his nose looked as though it has been smashed in more than once. His hair was dark, thick and coarse, spreading from the curling locks on the top of his head to a very full beard on his chin and looked as though it had fought every attempt on his part to tame it.

Johan gave Elsa a deep bow before he began to speak. "Your majesty, your highness, I am here to offer the formal apologies of the Southern Isles in regards to Hans' attempt on your lives. What he did was unacceptable, so we offer him to you for punishment." Johan snapped his fingers and two of his guard brought in man bound up from head to toe. His nose was half hacked off and his face was a mass of scars that was now curled up into a snarl that could strip paint. It took them a moment to realize that this hideous, hate filled thing was Hans.

"Dear God, what happened to him?" asked Anna, taking a step back as she took in his new appearance.

"Those are the traditional marks of a regicide, inflicted before a more serious punishment is meted out. They show the world what he's done," said Johan with nary a glance at Hans.

"He didn't kill us," said Elsa, still looking him up and down. She found that there was a rhyme and reason to the way the marks were inflicted although they were still wretched.

"But he did aid in Princess Anna's death and he almost killed you. That she came back from that death is irrelevant. What matters is that he tried," said Johan.

"And so we're expected to think of a punishment for him, just like that?" asked Anna. "Because this is one of those 'take a few minutes to think about it' moments."

"Of course not your highness, you may take as much time to think about it as you need. Shall we transfer him to your prison while you think about it?" asked Johan, raising a hand to order his men to give Hans to their own guards.

"Wait a moment. Does Hans not have anything to say on his own behalf?" asked Elsa, giving Hans a steady glare while she waited for him to respond.

Johan coughed and averted his eyes. "Not really, your majesty. His tongue was cut out before he came so as to remove his ability to charm others."

One of their guards hit Hans in the shoulder and he opened his mouth wide. Elsa and Anna could both see the stub of what was left of his tongue. He chomped his mouth at them a couple of times before shutting it again.

Anna put a hand to her mouth and her face went a pale white.

Elsa just took a deep breath and counted to ten before she responded. "Well, never mind then. It might have been nice to speak to him before his tongue was cut out, but no matter. Guards, take him to the dungeons."

A pair of palace guards took him by the shoulders and led him away and he shot one last glare at them before he left the room.

"I'm afraid he rather blames the pair of you for what happened to him. Never was one to take responsibility for his actions," said Johan with a shake of his head.

"Is he still sane?" asked Elsa as she looked towards the dungeons, imagining that she could hear his furious cries as he went down the hall.

"Oh yes, and his mind is as devious as ever. That's why the mark was chosen. It's an older punishment, true, but anything else would have just been a handicap," said Johan.

"I suppose your family would know best," said Elsa.

"How good at combat would you say Hans is?" asked Anna in rapid fire.

Johan wrinkled his face and tilted his head upwards for a moment before responding. "He's not as skilled as Arvid, our eldest brother, but he's not horrible. Why do you ask?"

"What about hunting? Is he any good at hunting?" asked Anna, leaning towards him as she asked him.

"As good as any of us, but I fail to see how this is relevant," began Johan.

Anna turned to Elsa next. "Is the Wendigo still lose?" she asked.

"What are you talking about?" asked Elsa.

"The Wendigo, the monster that you saw, is he still out there?" asked Anna again, her eyes growing brighter.

"Yes, I shouldn't see why not," said Elsa.

"Send him against that! Make him fight it and get rid of it for us!" said Anna, bouncing up and down on her heels.

Johan looked from Elsa to Anna and then back to Elsa. "Send him up against the what?" he asked.

"The Wendigo. It's a demonic beast of winter that has been hunting our people for the last couple of months now. I've tried to stop it myself, but it seems to just slip through my grip each time I set myself against it," said Elsa with a sigh. She'd gone up against it with varying methods over a dozen times and in each encounter it managed to escape destruction.

Johan stroked his beard and thought about this for a while before responding. "It would be fair to let him know what he's up against before you set him out on his task, but beyond that I can't think of anything more reasonable than this. A monster slain for a monstrous act."

"We shall set him to his task tomorrow then. Let him rot in the cells for a while so he can feel the agony of it. No sense in letting him off lightly, after all. Would you care to join us for dinner, Prince Johan?" asked Elsa with a smile.

Johan grinned. "I would be delighted, your majesty."

A/N: If any of you were wondering what happened to Hans, now you know!