Authors note: I want to thank you all for reviewing and reading the last chapter. Hearing your opinions means a lot and they also help if I need to edit or make something better.
Darkphoenix: I cannot say. But Hans is not out of the woods yet, he may get better but things will get more complicated. Han jolted awake because he felt when Sylvia walked over the skeleton not caring (Which is a huge insult to the dead), why he felt it will be shown later on as there is a connection between Hans and that skeleton.
Dreamdandimaginations: True, but also it not only shows that, also it shows how far Hans and Elsa came from what they were before. I know, that's why I added it here, its sad because it seems like it was swept under the rug when it would have made the movie much more realistic and relatable.
Any way I hope you all enjoy this chapter and please leave a review when done, opinions are most welcomed.
Elsa did not want to think about it, Anna was well...Anna...she was as sweet as chocolate and never held a grudge.. right? But then again she was only human, she had to have felt such dark emotions before. But if she did, then why did she forgave Elsa?
Turning Elsa left the room, she wanted to know, not just to help Hans and Lars, but also if Anna still felt that way then they could talk it out, try to fix it, for one thing Elsa was sure is that she did not want to end up making the same mistakes Lars did, not now, not ever.
Opening the door it seems that Elsa had interrupted a meeting as Anna and Kristoff were busy with the council. The group initially stared in anger at being interrupted, that was till they saw it was queen Elsa.
"I apologize for interrupting" said Elsa very elegantly "I also apologize for my lengthy absence and thank Princess Anna for taking care of the kingdom while I was gone",
"No no, it's fine, we were just finishing" said Anna waiving her hand while the council quickly excused themselves and left.
"Yes, we were going to have lunch" said Kristoff as the council exited the room with little ceremony,
Once gone and the door closed behind them Anna got up, ran over and threw herself in a hug to Elsa as she said "Elsa are you okay? What happened? How did you get to the Southern isles? Did you find Hans? Did Lars hurt you? If he did I will make him pay!",
"No Anna, I am fine, Hans is fine, as for how I got to the Southern isles I am not quite sure" said Elsa,
"Well what matters is that your okay sister, I was just so worried" said Anna,
"I understand and I am sorry about making you worry" said Elsa soothingly as they turned and left for the art room to have lunch.
Hence the name the art room was full of art as their parents love for art is why they have such a vast collection of it, among the old ones was the Joan of arc painting, this one despite Anna's fondness, Elsa hated it with a passion. Its not the painting she hated but the reminder of what happened to Joan and how at any given moment they could share the same fate.
Elsa held back the need to shiver as she turned and focused on the other paintings, there were some French ones which their parents bought to save from being destroyed by the French revolution like the painting called The Swing by Jean-Honore Fragonard and a couple of others. Looking at them Elsa could not help but compare their collection to the ones Hans had.
Their collection was bright with cheery aesthetics, while the paintings and artwork Hans had were a bit more somber, deeper meaning and practicality. Like this one particular painting he had, it was that of a girl in a white dress, but the of the painting rest was painted in all shades of blue giving it a somber and sad aura as the girl looked like a cadaver. It scared Elsa and she could not believe when Hans told her that that painting was his favorite as she could not understand how he could even like it, it was only when he explained the meaning of the painting that she understood why.
The painter who did the painting had a strange kind of longing and sadness, longing for a friend, sadness because he lost said friend, that's why the painting was blue, but if you looked closer to the painting you noticed fleshy undertones and colors that seem to come out, it was symbolic of how the painter was overcoming his sadness and longing and coming to terms with loosing his friend. Being able to let go and move on was not easy, for that Elsa could understand why Hans loved the painting, as he hopes someday to let go and move on from that past which hurt him.
It also got Elsa thinking, what kind of hurts her sister had which she was not aware of, surely all those years of isolation took a toll not only on her but her sister as well.
Sitting down in a table they had a meal of sandwiches and cakes Kristoff asked "SO, how was Lars? Judging by the fact your okay my guess nothing happened",
"He was... interesting" said Elsa putting her tea cup down,
"How so?" asked Anna curiously,
"A good ruler, but I don't understand, he genuinely thinks I am bad and that he is protecting his brother, but I do not understand where he got that idea" said Elsa,
"Maybe somebody should check his head" joked Kristoff,
"Somebody is" said Elsa as she remembered Clara then added "But its done little good, I hope that the more he gets to know me the more he will trust me",
"Your kidding me! Your just going to go along with what he wants?!" said Anna baffled,
"What else can I do?" said Elsa,
"Not do what he wants! Hans is your husband in the eyes of the Underground kingdom, you can demand Lars to give him back" said Anna,
"You would not say that if you saw what he can do Anna" said Elsa "I saw how he fights Anna and even in that small moment I am not fully aware of his full strength, so who knows what he is capable of and because of that I cannot take chances",
"But Elsa",
"No buts, I know you mean well, but we have to be smart when handling Lars, because something tells me that if we push him too far he will snap and the outcome of it will not be pretty" said Elsa.
Anna wanted to protest but decided not to as she knew Elsa was right, not one of them, not even the Fateweavers knew what Lars was capable of and if he has the shadow demons under his dominion then it means that he was very powerful.
"Are you sure its just that?" asked Kristoff after a while,
"I don't understand",
"You sure its just that you want to play it safe Elsa or is it because you see yourself in Lars" explained Kristoff, Elsa's eyes widen, Kristoff had caught her as yes, she was doing it to play safe, but also because even though they barely talked, the talk they did have made her to Lars, she could understand his reasons and why as she had been there. But of course she was not going to let Kristoff know.
"It does not matter, what matters is resolve this without causing a war or blood shed" said Elsa as she took a sip of tea,
"Alright" said Kristoff but he was not convinced by the tone of his voice.
When done with their meals Anna and Kristoff excused themselves but Elsa stopped Anna, "Anna can I please talk to you alone?", Anna looked confused but nodded while Kristoff stared between the two before he left to give the sisters some space.
"Are you mad at me Anna?" asked Elsa after Kristoff left,
"Mad? Why would I be mad at you?" asked Anna confused,
"I mean, were you mad... because of what I did... the isolation, the gates closed... burying our parents alone..." Elsas voice began to crack towards the end as her eyes began to tear up, Anna looked confused before she realized what Elsa was talking about and said "No Elsa no, I was never mad at you",
"How? I was horrible, even when I had good reasons, I wonder why did I just not trust you with my secret, it would have made the world of a difference" said Elsa as she whipped her tears with the palm of her hand,
"Elsa, you had your reasons and I understand, yes I was mad, but after I found out you did it to protect me I just could never find it in me to be mad" said Anna,
"Did you hate me?",
"No, your my sister, I love you" said Anna as she went over and hugged Elsa.
"If you hate me its okay! I deserve it! You don't need to lie" said Elsa crying,
"I never hated you Elsa, I was mad but I can and will never hate you" said Anna,
"How can you not? I was horrible to you even with good reasons" said Elsa,
"Elsa where is this coming from? What happened?" asked Anna,
"Its Lars and Hans... Hans hates him so much... and it made me wonder if you hate me too because of all the isolation you suffered and everything I did" said Elsa between sobs.
Frowning Anna held her sister and said "You are wrong Elsa, I don't hate you and I am not mad at you, as for those two.. you cannot compare their situation with ours, what you did was to protect me, while everything Lars did was to protect himself, whether Hans forgives him in the end its up to him to decide, regardless I promise you my dear sister, you do not have to worry about me hating you and if you think I do then let me tell you that I have already forgiven you for everything"
Sniffling Elsa wrapped her arms around Anna and said "Thank you",
"Anything for you sister" said Anna with a smile before pulling away and taking her hand "Come on, you owe me a snowman and maybe an hour or so of ice skating",
"I can make it a night" said Elsa with a light laugh "Because I owe you more than one measly hour", laughing the two sisters latched unto each others arms and merrily made their way out of the room. As she walked Elsa felt lighter, which she did as the weight of a worry had been lifted off of her shoulders knowing that her sister did not hate her or was mad at her.
"Sylvia!" a voice echoes through the dark forest, looking around Rohan held up a lantern in one hand and a map on the others. Looking at the map he looked up again and around, coming to terms that he was hopelessly lost after spending weeks wandering around the seemingly endless forest.
"Sylvia!" Rohan called out again, then felt a shift, looking down he saw the roots move aside, confused he looked up ahead as he saw the trees part, creating a clear path for him to walk through. "Sylvia" though Rohan as he was sure this was her doing as he began to walk the path.
It took him deeper into the forest, while he walked he noticed the trees behind him move back to their original spots as if to make sure he was not followed.
"Rohan" he heard, that voice, it always had the ability to make his heart skip a beat by just hearing it, turning to face the voice it took everything Rohan had not to cry in relief as he saw Sylvia before him. Strong, healthy but most importantly she was safe, in his relief that he had found her he failed to notice the darkness which had taken over her eyes.
"What are you doing?" said Sylvia, her voice as cold as ice,
"I... I came to look for you" said Rohan softly "I was worried" as he reached to touch her but she pulled away, "No, you came here to stop me" she accused,
"No I mean yes, but that's not the main reason" said Rohan lovingly as he tried to reach for Sylvia again "Please Sylvia whatever is wrong, you can tell me, we can talk to the Fateweavers, they will understand if not we can face whatever is bothering you together",
"No, this is a path I must walk alone" said Sylvia,
"Sylvia ... I love you... when we made our vows, I swore I would love you to the end of time... right now, I beg of you, for our love, don't do this" begged Rohan as he walked over. Sylvia stood stiffly as she allowed Rohan to hug her, "I love you Sylvia" he whispered kissing her cheek,
"I know" said Sylvia followed by a crack, upon hearing that Rohan grew pale slowly backing away Sylvia stared at him as he realized what she had done,
"Why?" he gasped tears spilling from his eyes,
"Love makes you weak" said Sylvia as she opened her hand holding the shattered remains of Rohans soulstone,
"But I love you" said Rohan,
"I never did, you were just convenient for me" said Sylvia as Rohan collapsed to the ground, the last thoughts in his mind was anguish and heartbreak as he came to terms with the fact that Sylvia never loved him, merely used him and that though alone made Rohan's death the saddest one of all. Turning Sylvia left, not caring at all that she had just murdered the only person who had loved her the most for in Sylvias mind her own goals came first, everything else was disposable.
"ROHAN!" yelled Hans as he jolted awake, that dream... it was no dream... every fiber in his being was telling him that it was not a dream, it was a horrible reality. Scrambling up Hans almost knocked Elsa out of the bed and he barged out of the room to the doorway to Arendelle intended on using it to get to Arendelle where he could access the door to the Underground Kingdom and get there.
But on the way he slammed into Lars who got up to investigate after he heard Hans screaming,
"Hans, stop, what's wrong?" said Lars grabbing Hans by his shoulders to hold him down, squirming and thrashing Hans tried to get off of Lars grip as he screamed incoherently something about some person named Rohan and how he needed to get to the Underground.
"No! You know you will not go there!" said Lars firmly,
"I have to go! Go! Rohan!" said Hans incoherently, he was a babbeling mess and would not stop shaking.
Reaching his hand back Lars struck Hans across the face trying to get him to snap out of whatever was going on, it seemed to work too well as he got quiet and stared at him in a mixture of shock and something else Lars could not identify.
"You will not go and I don't care who Rohan is, he is nothing to you" said Lars firmly, Hans said nothing, his mouth opened and closed as if trying to say something before the next thing Lars knew he slumped to the ground.
"Hans!" yelled Lars as he caught his brothers falling form before it hit the floor of the palace, holding him close alarm bells began to sound in Lars head as he felt his brothers body get cold.
"No no, not again" begged Lars as he called out for help, the sickness had returned.
To be continued...
Authors note: 00 (Speechless)... That is just cold... Any way I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and please leave a review to tell me what you think and stay tuned for the next chapter.