The Heir of Arendelle
Elsa hurried home down the crowded streets of Arendelle. She pulled up her cloak to hide her striking hair, something sure to identify her among the crowd. And she didn't need anyone stopping her at this moment, whether it was a citizen or a member of the guard or even Kristoff. Excitement bubbled up inside her and she picked up her pace all the way to the castle.
She knew exactly where he would find Hans. The library. She opened the doors and went right to his chair. "Hans? Love, I have to talk to you."











