sleightofhans: (warmth)
Hans Westergaard ([personal profile] sleightofhans) wrote in [community profile] songerein2022-09-11 07:03 pm

dreamscape #2

Who: Hans Westergaard and open
Which: Interactive dream
What: It's King Hans of Arendelle, everything is totally fine with no murder involved.
Warnings: Discussions of murder prob


[There's a celebratory feeling in the castle, with food and drinks being served to everyone that's decided to attend the celebration. Oh, you haven't heard? Apparently, the new king saved the kingdom by slaying an ice queen, it's just too bad his fiancé froze to death-- but everything is in good hands, right? The people seem to be relieved, especially as they laugh and drink throughout the night.

For whatever reason, maybe as if to greet his new subjects, Hans is making his rounds around the party, dressed mostly the same, except for a crown on his head. Eventually, he'll come across your character and--]


I'm the newly crowned King Hans of Arendelle.

[He smiles almost politely, but there's definitely something off about this whole situation, even if you don't know him. It probably doesn't help that the music that's playing sounds just slightly off.]

I wish to express my gratitude that you decided to come here. That snowstorm was awful, wasn't it? Please, make yourself comfortable.
judicialassistant: (how dare)

[personal profile] judicialassistant 2022-10-08 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Susato's not screaming, but at some point she may have started to cry. The feeling of deep betrayal settles deep in the pit of her stomach, poisoning everything she thought she knew about him. It's not obvious; she appears more angry than anything, but that's just a front.

She's terrified.

She's terrified of a death that comes too soon, which only makes it come faster. Soon her arms are completely stiff, her gloves having been encased in ice in the process, and it radiates down until she's no longer able to move at all. The ice travels right up to her throat, and it feels like she's treading water. Drowning. ]


I will not give you that satisfaction. I--

...!!

[ She's not able to finish. Her entire neck freezes over, and her entire face soon follows--a look of pure defiance, immortalized. The dream audibly shatters like the sound of ice breaking, and she wakes up in total darkness--drenched in sweat and gasping for breath as she shoots up in her bed, covers be damned.

A single phrase echoes in her head in his voice, though it's so distant, she might not even recognize it. If only there was someone out there who loved you. ]