Like my vagina is supposed to somehow make whoever wins loyal to him. Hasn’t he seen Frozen?” I demanded as Sam’s mouth popped open. “Hans betrays Anna and tries to get rid of her and Elsa so he can have the crown to himself. It doesn’t take a freakin’ genius to see that I’m next.” “First, this isn’t Frozen—” “I know. Anna and her family were good. Mine deserve to be screwed over, but come on. Did they really have to drag me down too?” “Second,” Sam continued, ever the picture of patience. “I won’t allow that to happen, and neither will you.”
