{Elsa's Point Of View}
The restlessness started at 3am. After trying countless times to go back to sleep, I decided that the night wasn't ready to cooperate. It had been 9 hours since Anna left and never had I felt so alone, not even in all my years of isolation. Then, something in me clicked. It was like a spark had reignited in my soul and the first sign of heat in months had coursed through my veins. "Hans". I breathed, sitting up sharply. Was he still in the dungeon? I never dealt with prisoners myself as I was deemed "too fragile" by the courts. I slipped out of the sheets and began to tiptoe towards the door. I soon realised that I was leaving an ice trail so I put on my slippers before leaving. I glided down the hallways, the floorboards creaking, but this place was too big for anyone to hear a sound whilst asleep. I soon found my way to the dungeon entrance and was greeted with the careless snores of a palace guard, who gave a loud snort when I walked past him. Cells. Dozens of them. I remember being in one once. And Hans was there too. I strolled past all of them, and no doubt, right in the last, adjacent cell was Hans, sitting with his hand supporting his face.
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Beware The Frozen Heart (Hans x Elsa)
Fanfiction{A Helsa Fanfiction} After the 5th Anniversary of her Coronation and the great blizzard, Elsa is left alone in her Palace after Anna and Kristoff go in search of magic that can provide them with a child. She starts to loose control again without th...
