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"The Princess..." A sad face looks onto the icy pale body that used to be known as Anna, her body heaves lightly every few seconds but not in any consistency. She was losing breath and heat, "Can't we get any more warmth in here?" The man almost tears up.

"Kai," The servants look at their beloved Princess they had nursed from birth, "We should let her rest in peace."

They both take one last glance at the girl they had watched grow from babe to adult. Kai swallows the large lump in his throat, what was the become of Arendelle?

"O-olaf," Anna shakes as she whispers the snowman's name.

The large ball of snow wobbles over, frowning in contrast to his typically upbeat manner, "Anna we can't make the summer come into this room..."

The girl's eyes water as her cheeks ice with snowflakes, "W-where's E-e-lsa?"

"Perhaps the Duke of Weasleton should just leave then!" The servant's conversation absorbs itself into the heated room. Anna's eyes struggle to turn to the doorway, to figure out what had happened.

"What do you mean both of them escaped? The Prince and the Queen? I knew there was something suspicious when he demanded to bring her back to the castle instead of killing her right there!"

"Arendelle is not interested in trading, sir, for the last time!" Kai states loudly, "None of your politics matter to the Arendelle Monarchy."

"We'll just see! Who will be in charge when the Princess dies? The Queen is already a lost cause..."

Anna whimpers, as if she wants to defend her sister's name.

"I don't know," the servant's voice lowers, "let's just let her pass peacefully without bothering her for now."

"Come on Sven!" Kristoff yells loudly over the frantic winds, "You can run faster than this!" He slaps down on the reins as the reindeer picks up pace through the blowing snow.

Hans lowers his eyebrows, "Speed up, Sitron! You're the fastest animal I've ever seen!" The Prince calls out to his horse in a confident manner as the horse stomps the snow bellow his hooves a tad quicker.

Kristoff cocks his head over to Hans, without even looking at his reindeer he whips the reins faster, "Come on, boy! Faster, you were bred for the snow!"

Hans scoffs, "Faster, Sitron! You can do it," He squints at Kristoff, "You're the best!"

"Faster!"

"Come on boy, quicker!"

Elsa shakes her head as she grabs both of their reins, she freezes the fabric, so that jagged ice juts from it and pokes the boys' hands. Kristoff recoils from the speed and Hans refrains from using his reins. Elsa gives them both a sideways glance and lays herself back into the sleigh. Boys.

"There's Arendelle's castle!" Hans yells for the group. They all turn and try to make out the landmark amidst the flurry.

"Anna," The Queen's eyes light with sadness as she pictures the dying girl lying on a bed without any hope left. She owed her so much. Hold on, Anna.

The ice sleigh bounces as shards fly off due to the crooked countryside. The town is littered with people, drinking soup, packing their bags to abandon the city, and lighting fires to keep warm. Heads turn as the platinum blond flies by.

No faces are registered. One can only guess at the reactions. Some of shock, some of hope. Most of scorn. She would need to give a helluva good speech to redeem herself after this one. The sleigh slides on the cobbled street as Sitron's hooves click faster on the familiar terrain.

The reindeer and horse skid as they halt in front of the towering gates to the castle. Locked and frozen shut. Elsa stares at the lock, thick with ice. She begins blasting it with her own icy magic, to crack it the slightest bit.

Hans looks around, making sure no one is looking. He smirks at the struggling Queen as he removes his glove and merely grabs the lock in his fist. Slowly his hand and sleeve become saturated with melting water. The lock falls onto the stoned pathway with a clink as Hans stares up at the Queen with a sly smile.

Elsa folds her arm in a sardonic pose, "I could have done that."

The Prince replaces his glove, "Sure you could have."

"Oookay," Kristoff's eyes flash between the two strange humans, "is that, like, normal around the upper circles? Do all Queens and Princes have magic powers?"

Hans chuckles as Elsa turns away trying to keep straight-faced. For some reason, everything became funny when it came out of Hans's mouth. She couldn't help but indulge herself in his type of wit.

"Anna's waiting," is all he offers to the blond ice deliverer next to him.

Kristoff replaces his hat on his head as he ties Sven to a gate post and pushes the doors open wider, "Anna's waiting for us all."

Hans brushes Sitron's mane out as he scratches his chin goodbye.

The courtyard is empty, void of life. Only a small head pokes out from a window above, to hear what all the ruckus was on the streets below. His toupee goes flying before his body to call an alarm on the two escaped convicts.

"Stand down!"

Elsa turns to the guards, her guards, ready to shoot at her with crossbows. Her heart beats faster and she can feel ice push itself to the brink of her of her palms. The Queen's hands shake, she knows they will not easily walk through here.

"We need to get to Princess Anna! We have the cure to her affliction!" Hans yells in general to the surrounding militants. The Prince's heart probably races faster than any of theirs. Afraid to show more people his secret. Afraid he might really hurt someone.

Kristoff holds himself close to the supernatural duo, this would be the second time he'd have to deal with getting attacked. All for Anna, he catches himself laughing... that girl was going to get him into so much trouble.

"The cure?" A servant steps out from behind the armed guards, his face pained visibly with how much he clearly cared for the Princess.

Elsa turns recognizing the voice, "Kai! Please," her voice strains, "let us go up and save Anna, we know how to!"

"She is a danger!"

"Kill her!"

The Duke steps out, "She attacked me, she attacked all of you. She is bluffing now, only to get to the Princess and kill her!"

"Don't attack her! She's telling the truth," Kai tries to argue over the blood hungry men but is lost amongst them all.

No one knows who shot first, and that's usually how it is in war. A young lad, someone new to a weapon accidentally fires. It wasn't what he meant, but everyone else was thinking it so they all act on his mistake.

Elsa quickly moves to dodge the flying arrow, as she ices the ground around her. More arrows begin to fly as swords are unsheathed. Her heart is now miles ahead of her. Men surround her, and yell thousands of different words – but all she can think about is Anna.

"A little help here?" Kristoff grunts as he holds his own against a large poleaxe trying to bear down on him. The sturdy ice deliverer can feel his muscles getting ready to give way.

Elsa briefly glances over from her display as she crafts a ball of sharp ice in her hands. She tosses it to the struggling Kristoff. He bolts from the attack that slams into the hard ground with a boom and dives for the ice weapon, grabbing it in his heavy woolen gloves, ready to bash away anyone who comes at him now.

A rope is wound around the Queen's wrist, straining her access to her powers. She screeches as she breaks free and haphazardly shoots wherever her body desires, she shuts her eyes – hoping that eventually the whole world will just shut out. Her palms keep firing the girl's power, piling it up, higher and higher - collecting the sinister notions in her emotions and adding them to the towering pile of ice.

Her body shakes, slowly opening her left eye and giving in to curiosity as if to learn the faces of her captors. But none stand around her and she is left only in the shadow of a giant, a block of ice jagged and distorted. It looked like it was made up of black ice and white ice... but pure fear laid at its heart. Slowly the block starts to give way to life. Moving.

Elsa shakes her head, "No, what have I done!" The creature of ice slaps the ground causing bodies to flop onto the cold ground and go unconscious themselves. The creature was a mirror of what she had locked up inside of her.

It doesn't listen to her, none of her magic works on winding the ice back into her grasps. Its too powerful. Elsa just couldn't conquer her fear like this. She runs after the ice, no longer are the angry militants fighting the trio, no, instead they are all working on this large, terrifying shard of their Queen, heading slowly over the bridge towards the city.

"Stop! Listen to me!" Elsa shoots the feet of the creature, trying to freeze them into place. But the creature only turns and sprays the Queen with a jagged slap of her own ice. She yells as her small body flies into the stone wall of the bridge.

Hans's eyes shoot up as he turns from the pointless power show between him and another man. He gathers the henchman's sword as the man falls out of breath. The Prince jogs quickly to the panting Queen.

"Elsa! Are you alright?" Hans stares at the pale girl's face that struggles with regaining its breath, "Come on Elsa, it's not over... we have to save Arendelle! Elsa..." The Prince holds the pale face in his gloved hands as the girl's platinum blond hair falls out of its braid and onto his arms.

She slowly flutters her eyes open to the sight of the Prince holding her like he truly cared. Like he would die if she was really hurt, "H-hans!" She jumps a bit in shock.

Hans doesn't allow her anymore time to register, he only grabs her hands and pulls her up, steadying her in his arms. She gasps as her heart picks up its pace – if this kept up she'd have a heart attack before the end of the day. But this time was different, she wasn't terrified, it was only new... she'd never been held like this before.

"Kristoff!" Hans shouts to the distracted man playing with his new ice sword, "Let's go save Anna! Come on!"

All three of them regain from the surprise ambush as they sprint for the castle, their feet only slow as they see the result of Elsa's ice creature whose direction changes at the onslaught of attention from militants. Anyone who can hold a weapon is in the main courtyard – the visiting dukes, the advisers, all of them trying their best to keep the attacking creature off the grounds.

The ice screams a flurry of snow as the wind picks up a howl and blows people into their neighbor. Elsa's fear finds her again, "What have I done?"

"We'll fix it," is all Hans can offer. His eyes scan the scene as the distracted ice giant aims at the individual peons shooting small pricks of wood at him instead of the castle – where Anna must still be resting. The main doors into the castle stood adjacent, but open to any entrant, "the doors are open!"

Elsa follows slowly behind the running men, unable to break away from the creature she had blasted into existence out of fear.

"Elsa! There's not much time left!"

She shakes her head, as she steps between the guard men, ready to fight side by side with them to bring this creature down. A few of them turn heads to catch the rogue Queen gearing up beside them, but none dare attack her now.

Her breath steadies as she breathes in through her nose and out through her mouth. She would end this all, once and forever. Her ice rushes through her veins as she calls upon it, shooting it up at the creature's body, as if trying to paralyze it from moving.

She turns a moment, almost forgetting about Hans, "You two go! I'll stay here!"

Hans shakes his head stepping away from the castle doors, "Never! I'll stay with you, Elsa!"

"You know the castle! Get him to Anna! Quick, Hans," she turns to face him and their eyes meet directly, "Please do this for me!"

The Prince nods at her, swallowing his gentlemen attitude. She was a tough girl, she could handle herself. Elsa turns away from the men, ready to take down this icy picture of her fear.

"Come on, Kristoff!" Hans bursts through the castle doors, surprised by the freezing temperature of the usually crisp castle. He brushes off snow along with Kristoff as he quickly glides across the floor towards the overarching stair-case.

"Anna!" The blond yells as he burrows up the heavy stairs. His wet feet slide on the carpet as he follows Hans's direction towards the rooms. The castle's windows are all shut, and yet ice tips its way through the corners in a foreboding manner.

"She should be just through this hallwa-"

"Where do you think you're going?!" The Duke squints maliciously as he observes the male duo. Hans and Kristoff position themselves, as the last furry henchman the Duke has at his fingertips steps out beside him.

"When the Princess dies, the kingdom is mine!" The Duke's eyes gleam as his wolfish fingers tap against one another.

"How do you figure? No one has given you any power in this land!" Hans steps forward, trying to keep his eyes off the door he assumes Anna sits in. If he can push the Duke far enough back, Kristoff can run in solve this whole crisis.

The Duke steps back, "They didn't have to. Arendelle will go bankrupt without monarchs... and I will be the first to purchase this whole country," he giggles wickedly to himself, "it will be all mine!"

Hans takes another step, almost in a casual manner, his princely tone finds itself in his voice, "Well, what if I bought it first? The Southern Isles might be interested in the purchasing of its Northern neighbors."

Kristoff's eyes flash to the Prince not believing what he was hearing, would Hans betray them for land now? His voice sounded so serious. He didn't know the man well enough to be able to call his bluff. The blond steps forward with the Prince, but keeps his distance by the wall.

With the Prince's normal sounding tone, the Duke lets down his guard and continues to absorb steps away from the door, "You wouldn't would you? What would your brothers do with this land?"

"Who knows?" Hans shrugs, "Maybe as a reward they'd make me King?"

The Duke's eyes widen as he points accusingly, "And you'd love to be King wouldn't you."

Hans nods convincingly, which isn't hard, deep down he'd love to show them all and really be King, "Besides they'd rather sell Arendelle to a Royal family instead of a regular old Duke..."

'M-Maybe," the Duke slides on his words, "we can split the land? I'll handle trade, and money... you handle, well, Kingly duties!"

"Well," Hans almost rolls his eyes but restrains himself, "That would be -"

A faint cough bleeds out from the door next to them all. Hans and Kristoff quickly exchange a stare with one another. Kristoff didn't know who or what to believe anymore, was Hans really that interested in the crown and land? The blond puts his hand on the door causing the Duke to push forward.

Hans's breathing stops as he drops his glove, and shoots a wall of flame at the ground.

The Duke's eyes light up through the flames, "Y-you're a monster too... that's why you didn't want to kill her! You liar!" He spits the words cruelly at the sensitive Prince.

"I guess I am," Hans turns to Kristoff, nodding in a defeated smile as he holds up his palm trying to contain the fire, "Go on. Give her a kiss."

Kristoff opens the door, pushing it open with a creak as the flames outside crackle outside with the ones inside the burning room. A girl, snow white, and ghastly lays helplessly on the couch. Her nose sniffles slightly, as she holds the stick arm of a melting ball of snow.

The snow slowly looks up and makes eyes with Kristoff, smiling widely, "Kept her warm for you!" He wiggles off some of the water trickling off his body, "Let's bring back summer!"

Kristoff chuckles, "I think you've had enough already, buddy, why don't you wait at the window?" He brushes the white hair from her forehead, "Anna, everything will be okay..."

"K-K-ristoff," her blue lips start to pucker in any hope for him to kiss her.

He drops in lower to her lips and brushes his against hers, pressing with a firm but gentle kiss. Anna breathes deeply, trying to absorb what must truly be true love. He grabs the back of her body and holds her lightly in his arms as he refuses to break away until her curse is lifted.

His breath drops as he pulls away and stares back into her eyes, his hands getting cold from her gathering body. She stares with a blushing smile but suddenly shakes her head, as her fingers grow as solid as ice.

"N-no!" She cries, livelier than before, "What did I do wrong? I know I love you, Kristoff!"

The man blushes and looks away a moment, "An act of true love... maybe we're looking at this all wrong?" He brushes her hair behind her ear.

"I don't have any time, Kristoff!" Her eyes break open with tears and as quickly as they fall they freeze to her cheeks, "It's hopeless..."

Kristoff pushes her up, and holds her steadily on his shoulder, "We'll go get your sister, she'll be able to help you. Come on, lean on me... we can go as slowly as you need, Anna."

"Oooh! Is that Marshmallow's cousin?" Olaf waves out the window as he smiles loudly, "Hi Marshmallow's cousin!"

Kristoff's eyes grow wide as he rushes to the snowman's side and tries to tear him from the open window as Anna clings to his shoulder, "Are you crazy?!"

The large ice creature redirects his attention to the loud dancing snowball in the window. Elsa stares up at Kristoff, confused by his still frantic demeanor. Hadn't he kissed Anna? Or were they too late? Snow swirls around the Queen as her lips chew one another in anxiousness distracting her from wrangling the large ice giant, allowing him to swing freely at the castle.

"Hold on, Anna!"

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