#princehanswestergaard

IT'S FUNNY BECAUSE I MADE THE SAME SEMICOLON TYPO WITH "THAT'S" BEFORE AND THEN YOU MADE IT IN YOUR TAG WE'RE PSYCHICALLY LINKED

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"Gerda, is this really necessary?" the Queen enquired to her lady's maid. She was one of her most trusted and wisest in her service, but even then, Elsa hesitated. 

It had been agreed to that the youngest Prince of the Southern Isles and The Queen of Arendelle would sit and discuss the matters of the past, with the Southern Isles completely assuring the Queen that the Prince would not try anything; he was repenting for his sins against the kingdom. Completely and truly sorry. Elsa would believe it for herself once she heard the Prince's plea. Then and only then would she make her judgement. 

Entering the spacious and empty room, it was eerily silent. Walking quietly as if to not make a sound, the Prince's silhouette was standing in front of a window. Approaching, a glowing light pierced the Queen's eyes. Confused as to where the light had come from, her eyes searched helplessly before landing on Hans. 

"No...." 

Where his heart was, a steady red glow surrounded where his heart should be. 

"I should say the same to you...," he replied quietly. 

"What?" Immediately she looked down to her own chest, eyes widening with denial. 

Finally, someone remotely sane, who knows how to make a proper introduction. Greetings, Prince Hans.