It was dark. I couldn't see anything. I was lying down on a bed. I felt nothing but pain on my forehead. I got up and tried to walk around only to be pulled back down by the chains that were wrapped around my bare skin. I tried pulling them off, but no use. They were digging deeper and deeper into my wrists. I could see a small light in the distance, growing brighter and brighter. My mind flashed back to that night when I was in the castle. Elsa's cry was ringing in my ears "Get off of him!" I couldn't get it out of my head. I looked up from my lap and saw somebody standing by the metal door.

"What are you doing? Are you thinking of your girlfriend Elsa again?"

There was nothing I hated more than when people called Elsa my girlfriend. "She's not my girlfriend, we're just…friends." I winced at the pain in my head. "Where am I?"

"All you need to know is you're never going to see Elsa again. You were stupid to try and protect her. She was stupid for letting you into the castle."

"Don't you ever call her stupid." I tried to walk over to the door only to be pulled back by the chains digging into my skin again. I winced at the pain of the metal cutting into my wrists even further. "Wh…where are you taking me?

"You know, if you would just stop trying to get up, the chains wouldn't hurt you. You're going to the Southern Isles."

That's when it hit me. "The Southern Isles?" I whispered to myself, and that's when it hit me. Elsa had told me who had killed her sister and suddenly it all made sense. It was Hans standing there. Insulting me with everything he had. He was the one who killed Anna.

"Why are you taking me there?" Pain still shooting through my arms from the chains digging into my skin. I held my wrists in front of my face "And why did you do this to me?"

"Enough questions." He slammed the metal door and walked away. My only source of light, the only source of warmth, gone. Elsa could never know that I was here. She wouldn't be able to live with herself. But I was afraid it was too late; that she saw them take me down the hallway. I was afraid of what was going to happen to me, but most importantly, I was afraid of what they did to her. I said I would always be there for her, and now, I wasn't. I couldn't be there for her. I might not even make it out of here alive. They could send me back dead in a box for all I know.

"No, you can't keep thinking about this." I whispered to myself. I had to stop thinking about what Elsa would think if I didn't make it back alive. But I couldn't. I had to make it back home to Elsa. It just wasn't an option. I had to fight through this no matter what happened. I had to find a way to get back to Arendelle. I said I'd never leave Elsa and I can't take that back now, no matter what happens.