What kind of trick was this? Hans sat alone in this cabin on the ship in the harbor. He could just walk out of the door, it wasn't locked. He knew, though, that there had to be some reason here, and his curiosity was getting the best of him.
Arendelle and Corona, he knew, had long been allies, so the fact that they were working together wasn't, on its own, worrying. But why him? There was something about their ambassador, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
And the name Bjorgman, he'd heard that name before, years ago.