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Prince Hans || Citta Alveare

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     I was a bit slow to realize, but while I was away, Hans was reaccepted!! So to kick him off again, please like this for a short starter, capped at 5 for now!

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big mood

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     Even though he h8s his kingdom, the time away from it has gotten him thinking about it- like this for a hefty starter w/ the prince contemplating his home.

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          “Well it finally feels like I’m not the odd one out with my attire for once- everyone looks so nice dressed up, but I must say, you’re stunning.”

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           ❤ for a long starter  ( 2-3 paragraphs )  ;  spoilt prince wants his horse back !!

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           ❤ for a long starter  ( 2-3 paragraphs )  ;  spoilt prince wants his horse back !!

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fragilium  ( ELSA )

     The function of time in this prison was as much a mystery to the queen now as it had been upon her first venture into Hive City. And yet, although time itself had played a significant role in reshaping her beliefs beyond its confines, the tick of sand through the bottleneck of the hourglass had not much altered her feelings towards this particular individual.

“You and I both well know that Arendelle is the very last place I belong.” Emboldened by the truth which was presumably shared between the two, Elsa was swift to adopt a defensive stance. So with arms folded and bare fingertips concealed did she regard the island-born prince with clouded eyes.

“Is it true?” This demand for transparency arrived with a tinge of desperation, revealing that thinly veiled gaze as one of grief in light of the apparent “truth” as she understood it. “Is Anna’s heart…–”Words failed her, giving way to a silence plagued with dread as she yearned for Hans to contradict the fear which ailed her.

           “Beneath how the citizens act, they still treasure you, only know that if anything about them at all.” Despite how often they were filled with them, his words for once were free of lies and exaggerations- their attachment to the newly crowned queen made it difficult to assume control when both she and Anna had fled from their kingdom.

     Regardless of how eager to see whether his mishap in their kingdom was remembered, it seemed that she was more than happy to rush to it whether she was aware of it or not. Shock painted his features, her abrupt questioning throwing him for a loop even if it was one that he’d been prepared to recite.

          “I’m..” Hands grasped at the air before him to search for the words that never came before dropping his gaze: though the uncertainty as to how time flowed so differently between persons in the same world remained, the relief that stemmed from the extent of her knowledge earned a relieved exhale. “So sorry.. She’s gone. I wish there was something that I could tell you that would make things better.”

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     Hans’ rules page has been updated if you’d like to take a gander! Just saw some stuff bugging me so I decided to add one on here!

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          “Hm,” His eye for detail despite its rare use still lands him a topic to speak of at the very least and the notice of royal figures along with those who hold high power in their respective homes. “Is that hand-embroidered?” A slow starter but one nonetheless, brows furrowed in observation of the seams and image at her skirts.     // @scionsapientia  ❤’d for a starter

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          “Say, you look like one of the few from the time that I’m more familiar with- the ‘current’ era doesn’t exactly bode well with my inability to adapt quickly..” An over exaggeration, but he finds it a better mode to connect with others.     // @pridefulservant ❤’d for a starter

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          “Queen Elsa? I- what are you doing here?” Surprise overtakes his features, busy hands freezing to hover at his side as shock keeps any further thought from processing into movement- the last that he had heard of her, she’d fled the city but it seemed he was woefully wrong on that front. Best play it safe for the time being. "I mean, were you not in Arendelle before?"     // @fragilium  ❤’d for a starter

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fistsofthejoestar replied to your post:           gross

Come lift and pose with us. Become part of the bara master race hans.

dont even look at me until you put those a w a y

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inherited-vanity replied to your post:          gross

It could be worse. Just have some tea and think about all the pretty crowns. You’ll feel better.

there is an unwelcome gun show going on evie it’s worse already