{ ♕ } —-
[ There it was. The Anna he had been waiting for. The side of the princess he had been pushing and prodding to come out. All that anger directed at him and he wanted it. Oh, how he wanted to hear every terrible thing she could throw his way. He needed to hear every single syllable. ]
❝ Because I wanted to see…❞ Hans hesitated a bit as he mulled over her words. ❝ I wanted to witness just how much damage I’d done. ❞
[ The reply was not said with pride or even regret it was a simple hallow explanation; practically scientific in it’s phrasing. He wanted to act as if her words had not effected him (they hadn’t changed his mind, at least) but a small part of him grew irritated at the accusations. ]
❝ I beg of you to not get me wrong, princess, I’m not entirely heartless. What happened that day-What happened to you…It wasn’t my original intent in the slightest. ❞
{ ♥ }— The fight had hardly left her by this point, rather the flood gates had been opened to release all the pain, the anger, the shame she had harboured since the coronation, heavy of heart. She had been twirled and spun, fooled into ideal, fiction love and in the end had been dropped, left alone, shut in by the very person who had claimed he would never bar her out.
Her teeth were drawn across her bottom lip as her hands curled into fists, nails digging into her palms, cerulean glare boring into green eyes, eyes that had lied to her, that had promised things he had no intention to give. Well, she would show him. She would throw aside her title, her dignity, her pride and her fear and reveal the wounds he had delivered with naked honesty.
"This is barely anything, Hans. Whether it was your initial intent or not, you let it happen. You were willing to kill my sister and let me freeze to gain a crown to a kingdom that didn’t even know your name. That didn’t know you.“ She hissed at him through gritted teeth, the flame in her eyes only a fraction of the true carnage she felt inside.
"You knew how much I had already lost. You knew my weaknesses, my pain, my loneliness and yet you couldn’t even find it in that tiny fraction of a heart you claim to possess, to actually take….my feelings into consideration.”

"…..You haven’t caused mere damage, Hans. You’ve scarred me.“
