Trying to play ole Hans here again...

[epicsideburns]

It's good you've finally come to your senses, my lady. I assure you I will not let you down.

Perhaps we could steer clear of the Ice Queen and her bratty charming little sister this time, yes?

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[whenitsburninglow]

Ice Queen?

There's more ice magicians here?!

[ Please don't let Elias find out. They'd all get together and turn her pristine stable into a wintery, smelly mess just to piss her off. ]

Have a nine year old Elsa.

[dont_touch_me]

Ice Queen? Who's that? [Oh no, please don't let it be her- wow, he's handsome. Um. What was she thinking about? She looks away and hopes he didn't catch her blush.] I mean - it's nice to meet you, good Sir. I am Princess Elsa of Arendelle. [She curtsies gracefully, and nervously adjusts her white gloves.]

[epicsideburns]

[Oh great, there's more?]

My lady, I don't know what ice magicians you speak of.

I am only familiar with one who has this... particular power.

oh man

[epicsideburns]

[Right, because this isn't weird at all. But he was warned he'd meet all kinds here. Hans just wasn't expecting this.]

She's no one of any importance. [He smiles reassuringly at the younger Elsa, and gives her a little bow at his waist.]

It is a pleasure, Princess Elsa. My name is Prince Hans of the Southern Isles.

[whenitsburninglow]

[ Just one King where she's from. And he froze her pants once! ]

Make my day, will you? I've had a very bad morning. [ Her fingers twitch and she keeps her gloves tight on her fingers. the fabric inside absorbs the heat of her power, preventing the friction that wants to spark. ]

I already deal with a pompous Ice King.

Curse you and your charms, Hans!

[dont_touch_me]

I see. I've never met anyone from the Southern Isles before. The books I've read make it sound quite interesting, though. [She smiles a little shyly at him.] You're the second person from our world I've met here. It's good to know we're not alone. Are you headed anyone in particular?

[theist]

I'm sure you'll do an excellent job of living up to her expectations.

[silver_spoon]

[Hans, hey Hans it doesn't know who you are, nor does it care for those amazing side-burns. What it does care about is hitting you with a spoon for no dissernable reason. Perhaps it just doesn't like you.]

[epicsideburns]

I am sorry to hear that.

An Ice.. King? My apologies, then. One was bad enough for me.

[whenitsburninglow]

Is the Queen any better?

[epicsideburns]

I suppose it's home.

[Hans won't elaborate now about his home, of course.]

Sadly, my mun has no plans for me. I would rather she not send me to some of these places I have heard about, however.

[dont_touch_me]

There are some good places to be sent. Maybe you could convince your Lady Mun to send you somewhere good.