Princess Anna of Arendelle. That's what they all call me at least. But I'm not that princess. I'm just Anna, younger sister to Elsa: the princess turned queen of Arendelle.
Please don't be intimidated by my energetic and slightly awkward personality; I'm just not used to meeting new people. I've been cooped up in this castle my whole life so I'm not used to meeting other human beings.
So, would you like to build a snowman?
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Hey, long time no see. The last time I wrote in you was when I was talking about my sister making an ice rink in front of the castle. I’ve been busy so I haven’t had time to write in you but now I have a really strange thing of news. I remember writing a lot about Prince Hans and how I thought he was once dreamy but he turned out to be a jerk. Well, he’s not much of a jerk anymore. He’s actually pretty nice now.
We’re also engaged again, but this time he means it. No kingdom involved or anything. There is something that sped this up though… I’m going to have a baby. Hans’s baby to be exact. Not that I have been with anyone else or anything, just clarifying it to you because when I say you’ve missed a lot I mean you’ve missed a lot! I didn’t think I would ever love him again or that I could ever trust him. I can’t trust him fully ever again but I do think I love him. No– I’m positive. I love Hans– sideburns and all.
So I’ll just give you some time to process what you’ve just found out. I’ll write in you tomorrow when I have more news.
Hans tried to keep his eyes on Anna the entire time she talked but they were almost forced to the floor in shame. He listened to it all and took it to heart. Feeling like the cold in Anna’s heart was seeping from her to him. He knew what he had done, and he really didn’t regret it. So he took the others hand gently, and placed the little velvet box into the hand.
”I will give this to you.” He said, trying to smile. “You don’t need to take me, just the box. You can think about it. If you do say yes then I will be more than happy to come but if not then I will stay away.” He wrapped her fingers around the box and then let go, snapping his heels and tucking his arms behind his back.
“Wait, Hans–” Anna knew she needed to suck it up and be responsible about this. If she didn’t feel anything for him than she wouldn’t have slept with him. She wasn’t the type of person to do that with anyone unless she knew there was something there. “Yes.”
Anna walked over to him and took his hand and closed her eyes as she let the word fall from her lips again. “Yes.”
“Oh yes that.” Hans muttered while standing up. “It’s more like a half closed door with your hand and my foot rammed inside.” He confessed, rubbing the back of his neck. He was truthful, he did want to marry Anna this tme but he knew she would never believe that he loved her fully.
“I know you deserve much more than what I can give you. So much more but the child, I—
—I want to be a part of their life.”
"I want to let you in but honestly I think there are still ice shards in my heart that can’t be removed. I can’t trust someone who tried to kill my sister and myself and then lied about my death and that we had said our vows? That’s low, Hans. I just don’t know right now.
About the marriage or if you will be able to have as big a part of their life as you want to have.
I don’t want my child growing up hearing stories about her father and what he did to her mother once. Elsa is mad enough at me for getting pregnant in the first place… I don’t think it’d be wise for you to come to Arendelle permanently for all our sake’s. If we were in Arendelle I wouldn’t be able to sleep and I know Elsa would most likely ship you back here in less time than it took the first time.
The worst part is that when I first met you I thought I would be excited to raise a family with you. Now I can’t decide what to feel, let alone what to think.“
“There, a hesitation. Just in the middle of marry and Hans.”
“Just a teensy hesitation, I heard it.”
"No there was definitely no hesitation. I’m just hesitant is all to accept again. I know it’s different this time– so you claim, at least– because I’m pregnant, but the fact still remains that this has happened before. You propose to me and I say yes… I don’t– I don’t know if I can actually say yes and fully mean it.
Our love is a half-opened door, Hans. I don’t think it will be fully opened for a while, if ever again.“
Hans was worried, he didn’t really know what he would do with a child, but it was a child. He knew what it was like to be ignored as a child and Hans saw a opening. Hans saw something good in this.
“Yes I am alright.” He muttered still staring at the stomach. There was something of him in there, something that could be beautiful.
“I am scared, but..” How could something so small get that part of him out that HAns had tried so hard to bury. The gentle part of him.
"— But what?“ Anna hesitantly moved her hand up to where his hand was placed on her stomach, she let her hand ghost over his before placing it on top of his. Her heart was racing as she tried to keep her breathing steady and her eyes from watering. She knew her knees were locked but she couldn’t get herself to relax no matter how hard she tried. She was just so scared of what was going to happen now that she was pregnant, more scared that she hadn’t even told Elsa yet.
“No you misunderstand.” Hans started, stepping forward. he placed a hand on top of the redheads stomach and smiled gently. “A baby.” he muttered.
“You’re– I thought– are you feeling alright?” Anna had honestly thought that he was about to kick her out and never let her come back. She wasn’t sure exactly that this was much better because she couldn’t tell if he was just putting on the facade he had put on for her when they had first met or if this was his genuine feelings. He had been ignoring and avoiding her for days and now he was acting all loving? It was suspicious to her but she wanted to believe this was the real him… but she couldn’t. “If you’re scared just tell me. Don’t act like you actually care about me or this baby just because you know that’s what I want.”
