TheChiefess of Berk
A/N: Oh well, didn't know I would write another HTTYD fanfiction, but just as the new trailer came out, it hit me hard and I needed to start writing this story!
Disclaimer: HTTYD does not belong to me. AU where Astrid grew up on another island, not knowing Hiccup, the gang or the ways of Berk. Yet, as the daughter the Hunter tribes chief she is left to marry the young dragon rider and chief of Berk as part of an alliance. What will happen to these two young people, who are forced into a loveless marriage? And will Astrid's mother do, to prevent her daughter from following into her footsteps?
Rated T for some adult themes, language and set after the second movie.
Hope you enjoy!
Prolog
With tears in her eyes she looked out of the window of the guest hut, she had been staying for a few days now.
Today was the end of her life…the day, that would change everything.
Sobbing she looked down on herself, carefully stroking over the dress, that she wore as part of the big ceremony, before wiping the tears from her cheeks away.
She knew, that it was for the best. That this needed to be done for her people – for a better life for them. For the alliance between her village and… these people.
It was her sacrifice after all.
This – a marriage with a man she did not love.
A man…she despised.
Well, that was a price she had to pay, as the daughter of the chief – a old tradition, that would her make chiefess. That would make her the mother of a new heir.
She knew, that she would take this step sooner, than she had expected and she dearly treated the wedding night to come. She nearly threw up, when she was already thinking about it. And she would hate her groom for it and herself and her own body. And her parents, for not leaving any other choice left for her.
Yeah, she hated it – everything – about this marriage that would ruin her life in only a few moments.
There was a soft knock on the door and her mother with a cheerful smile on the face emerged from the other side.
"Ljóda, my daughter…" she said, crossing the space between them, to hug her tightly. "I want you to know, that we are very proud of you…"
"Thank you, mother…", she whispered, trying to not cry again.
"And you are such a wonderful bride! Hakon will not take his eyes of you… And soon, you will be the chiefess of the Hunter tribe. You will be Ljóda Hofferson and the alliance will finally be complete!"
"Yes…" Ljóda merely whispered, while she had the feeling that her dress was getting tighter and tighter.
"Are you coming then, my dear?"
"Just a minute…?"
Her mother nodded, smiling proudly at her daughter, kissing her on the cheek as a sign of good luck, before stepping out of the room, waiting outside.
Ljóda laid her hands on her mouth, hiding a cry that escaped her lips, panicking.
She knew, that there was no way that she could flee and leave everything behind.
She needed to be strong! This needed to be done.
But just as she stepped towards the door she knew and she swore to herself:
"If I bear a daughter, I will give her another chance – a way to escape, if it will ever come this far!"
And with these silent words she held her head high, left the room and without flinching, she walked towards the ceremony and the beginning of the rest of her life.