#trollraised

❝    if you’d like an apology for me,     you won’t receive any.     ❞       they’re stuck.    their adventure to travel uphill to rejuvenate both sitron and sven’s strengths after their ill having cured had taken too long that they’d needed to find shelter if they’re hoping to make it to the castle ground by morning light now that the sun has set.    hans hadn’t wanted to,    he didn’t want to give the ice queen any reason to bring more despair on his prisoner status here in arendelle,    but the ice harvester had reminded that there were wolves in the area.    so,   yes.   hans thinks again.    they’re stuck.    how unfortunate.    

❝    i do admit,   the rumours of my family are true.   we are a cruel and unforgiving house,    and i hadn’t had the kindest of childhood   -   yet that is no excuse for having done what i did.    still,   i am not sorry.    if i were to do it again,   i’d bring up that blade quicker to your queen’s head.     not for the crown though,    no.     ❞      if only so somebody,   anybody,   could bear the same loneliness i felt.    if only for anna to stay absent of knowing how it is to be loved truly by a family member.     a frozen heart,    hans thinks,   patting his chest.     maybe it is what he bears after all.      ❝    however,    that is an ambition long passed.    so,   fear not.    there is no positive outcome anyway,   should i do harm to any royal member of kingdom arendelle presently.     ❞   

        so much paperwork made lids heavy with exhaustion . head had been bobbing for a few minutes has his fingers adjusted the strings upon his loot . she hadn’t even noticed when her lids closed completely . so quickly she had dozed off against him . there was movement . she could feel herself lifting ; floating in clouds of slumber . floating but their was warmth around her . the feeling was oddly placed but it felt strong and she felt safe . even the scent that filled her nostrils made her feel safe from familiarity .

        no longer was she floating . she’d landed upon a soft cloud and that warmth drifted away . she stirred in her sleep , wanting it back . that scent was still there though . it reminded her of him . he was always there for her when she was too frightened to speak to her sister . . . the queen still had nightmares . he listened when she didn’t want to worry anna . his company was something she enjoyed when she didn’t want to be completely alone , but at the same time didn’t want to be around people . he knew the feeling .

     the red head smiled     ❝     its only a   few   days,     and as much as i would love   appreciate   your company with me,     i’m going to be okay.     ❞     elsa thought it would be a good idea to get anna   away   for a little,     have her focus on something other than...     well   everything.     ❝     besides,     you have things that need to be done   here.     ❞

         ❛     —you’re not allowed to talk to me .      ❜      the order is direct , sharp : the space for any objection does not exist . in fact , hans doesn’t even come with any attempt to meet kristoff by the eye . if hans could be just another thing for kristoff to pass over , then the prince would have no problem by treating the blond as though he’s just another man among millions hans has to put up with . except in hans’ case , he’s done putting up with the larger man . he wouldn’t let himself be exploited — not anymore .