{Hans' Point Of View}
I could hear Elsa talking to me in the cell. Pretending I was asleep was the only thing I could do to get her to stop talking. Not that I didn't like hearing the sound of her voice, I did - very much so. The soothing, melodic tones that every syllable echoed when she spoke were like exotic lullabies to me. Not long ago, I wanted to escape because I wanted to get away from Arendelle, from my foolish, idiotic mistakes and go back to the Southern Isles where I could try to romance another poor unfortunate girl in another kingdom for the throne. I think I could finally admit it to myself. I have genuine feelings for the queen. Feelings that I've never had towards anyone, they're as real as the creases in my hands. I felt like I could kill for her. I could die for her. Her soul is so beautiful and pure, as pure as her ice cold skin and her snowy hair. Snapping myself back into reality, I noticed that Elsa had stopped talking. I now wanted her to come back, afraid that when I woke up she wouldn't be there. I had no idea what the future held, but I was anxious to find out. I wanted to kill the queen five years ago. Now I want to kiss her, look into her eyes and see her emotions rather than my own reflection. I want to hold her as tightly as I possibly could. I love her.
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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...
