by Queen Elsa » January 21st, 2015, 4:42 pm
Elsa smiled at her sister's excitement. She then proceeded to run into the castle. The dress wasn't as long as her ice dress, but it did still give her some problems, nearly tripping over it as she ran. Still, if she could run on ice in her ice dress, she was determined to keep running in this dress. Just before reaching the throne room, she turned around and said, "Stay out here until I say otherwise. That's an order," she shot a look at Anna, who she knew would come in if she could. She walked in, and sure enough, Hans was there, acting like a king.
"Aw, Miss Elsa. Nice of you to come around and grovel at my ffet," he said with a smirk.
"Like I would ever do that," Elsa said. "I came to take back my rightful place as queen."
"Of course you did," he said. "But there's only one itsy-bitsy problem you didn't think about. I'm king, and the only way to get me off of this throne is to fight me, but you have no sword or hand-to-hand combat skills, and since your powers are non-existent now, I don't see any way that you'll be able to defeat me."
"Well, Hans. That's where you're wrong," Elsa said, and shot an icicle at his arm. Hans was surprised by the action and just barely moved out of the way before it could do any real damage. It still tore his shirt, though. He looked up at her and finally noticed that her hair was whiter than it had been when she left. "How?"
"With my help," Adan answered, walking in.