The Authorized Royal Biography: Hans’ Assault on the Ice Palace

Elsa turned around and saw her sister kneeling on the ground, with her hand around her heart. Elsa gasped in shock when she heard someone call Anna’s name. A man, who Elsa would later learn was Kristoff, dashed to Anna’s side in an instant. “Are you okay?” he asked, with Olaf by his side.

Anna shakily got to her feet. “I’m okay,” she looked back into Elsa’s terrified eyes. “I’m fine.”

Elsa looked confused. “Who is this? Wait, it doesn’t matter. Just, you have to go.”

Anna shook her head. “No, I know we can figure this out together!”

“How?” Elsa said in despair. “What power do you have to stop this winter? To stop me?” The entire palace buckled as the ice all around them began to turn black.

Kristoff held Anna’s shoulders. “Anna, I think we should go!”

Anna shook Kristoff away. “No, I’m not leaving without you Elsa!”

“Yes, you are!” Elsa shot a blast of snow to the ground that grew into a ferocious beast – Marshmallow. The beast picked up Anna, Kristoff, and Olaf and banished them from her palace. Now that she was alone Elsa began to feel the weight of her mistake. How could this have happened? How could she have doomed Arendelle to an eternal winter? All Elsa wanted was to be left alone. To be free to be herself without putting anyone at risk. That did not matter now. Not anymore. All that mattered now was for her to set things right. Elsa doubted that she could, she could never stop her curse. But she had to try. Hours passed as Elsa tried to get a reign on her emotions. No matter how hard she tried her fears and anxieties only grew stronger. Her very powers seemed to have turned against her as giant icicles grew all around her like a wild animal baring its teeth. What could she do? She was helpless against her powers.

Elsa began to consider the possibility that to end this winter she would have to die. She drifted slightly away from her morbid thoughts when she heard Marshmallow roaring outside her palace doors. Elsa rushed downstairs and peered outside the door to see what was happening. She saw soldiers from Arendelle fighting with her protector, and some of them had now seen her. Elsa slammed the doors shut and began dashing up the stairs. She looked down for a brief moment and saw two soldiers burst inside with crossbows in their arms. Elsa ran with all of her might but the men soon cornered her by the balcony.

Elsa held up her hands in terror. “No, please!” she cried out. One of the men fired an arrow from his crossbow. Elsa tried to block it with her arms but felt nothing. She looked up and gasped at the wall of ice that had just appeared to block the arrow. She had not even created it! She turned and saw the men were circling her to get another shot in. Elsa pushed out her arms and shot a wall of deadly-sharp icicles at the men. “Stay away!” she pleaded with them.

They did not turn back, so Elsa kept going. She continued to blast them with her magic and pinned one against the wall with dozens of icicles, inches from his throat. She turned her attention to the other man and shot the crossbow out of his hands. She then created a wall of ice that pushed him outside of the palace into the cold night air. He teetered on the edge of the balcony and Elsa was ready to finish him off in a blind rage.

“Queen Elsa! Don’t be the monster they fear you are!” Elsa looked back and saw Hans. What was he doing here? It did not matter. He was right. How could she live with herself if she became what she feared most? She slowly lowered her hands, as the man she had pinned against the wall raised his crossbow. Hans saw him and quickly pointed the crossbow into the air. The arrow fired and severed the chandelier hanging above them all. Elsa looked up and gasped. She just barely managed to avoid it but the crash sent her knocked her to the ground, and she fell unconscious. The Snow Queen was no longer free.