AN: Here's the next chapter. Sorry for the delay.

Hiccup stared at the mirror. "I don't understand. Why hasn't she come back."

It had been 3 weeks since he had met the gorgeous young lady named Astrid.

"I don't know, your highness." Hiccup glared at Fishlegs, his chubby servant- well, friend-servant.

"I told you not to call be 'your highness'. It sounds far too formal for the 12th century. Call me Hiccup or even Henry instead." Hiccup said. Even his much hated real name would be better than 'your highness'.

"Of course your high- Hiccup."

Hiccup sighed. He hoped that Fishlegs would remember to address Hiccup as Hiccup sometime soon.

"Anyway, I really like her, but she hasn't replied to my letters and hasn't come back yet either."

"Just be patient. Maybe she's just busy or something."

Hiccup smiled at his optimistic friend. At that moment, a servant walked in. "Your Highn- Hiccup, a Lady Astrid is here to see you." The servant was new, he noted, which was obvious by the fact she didn't know the proper etiquette when talking about women like Astrid.

"What's your name?"

"Heather, your highness." She replied, obviously too in awe that the prince of the country had asked for her name.

Her name.

Her name.

Her name.

"Well, Heather, can you please let Astrid in?"

"Erm. Of course, Hiccup."

As Heather left the room, Hiccup grinned at Fishlegs. "Great timing."

Fishlegs shrugged. "I always knew I had a dramatic flair."

Hiccup smirked. "No. I have the dramatic flair. You're a drama queen."

Fishlegs glared playfully at him.

Astrid's mouth went open as he stared at the inside of the palace. She had only been inside the visitor's room and garden, but the actual palace - the inside of it - was magnificent. Her tiny little mansion (haha contradiction) was nothing compared to this. Nothing.

She turned to the tall black-haired maid by the door.

"Can you tell Hiccup, that I'm ready to see him?"

"Ok... may I have your name, missus?"

"Sure. My name is Astrid."

"Ok, thank you."

The maid turned and went up the long flight of stairs, but the maid trudged on determinedly, Astrid noted with approval. She always liked strength of character in people.

Around five minutes later, she heard a clap-clap-clap-clap sound of the maid coming back down the stairs.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Oh no, it was fine."

"Ok, Prince Henry Horrendous Haddock III will see you know. Please come this way."

Astrid stifled a giggle at Hiccup's real full name. She was glad that hers was a good full name. Astrid Rose Hofferson.

She followed the maid up the long staircase and but wasn't the slightest bit tired when she reached the top - the advantage of being fit. The maid showed her into a bright hallway.

"Go straight on till the end of the hallway. The room at the end of the hallway will be yours. The rest are mostly empty guest rooms except the one on the opposite side of this hallway from the Prince's. That one is King Stoick and Queen Valka's master bedroom."

The maid seemed to realize she was babbling, apologized, promptly shut her mouth and went back downstairs.

Astrid went down the short hallway, till she reached a door that read "Night Fury Bedroom". She tried not to snicker. Hiccup had obviously been a nerd at some point in his life, although he had obviously tried to erase the sign, but only the paint behind it was worn out - the sign itself was not touched at all.

She heard laughs from inside and wondered if Hiccup had friends over. But if he did, why did he accept Astrid coming up?

Shaking her head and taking in a deep breath, she opened the door.

Hiccup heard rather than saw the door open. He had been discussing with Fishlegs which dragon was the best from his Dragons of Berk board game (yes there were board games in the 17th century... I think). Hiccup had obviously gone with the Night Fury whereas Fishlegs argued that the Bewilderbeast was more powerful, and was a born alpha and could therefore control the Night Fury.

Hiccup had agreed but then said that once the Night Fury escaped the Bewilderbeast's control, he'd beat it with a dozen plasma blasts when Fishlegs reminded him of the Bewilderbeast's armour and ice attack.

And so the argument went on and on... until Astrid stepped in.

"Hello Henr- Hiccup."

Hiccup cleared his throat and his mind at the same time. He didn't want to be thinking of dragons and their stats while talking with Astrid.

"H-Hello A-Astrid." If it hadn't been for the moment, Hiccup and Astrid would both have rolled their eyes at the pathetic stutter. Real men didn't stutter. Neither did Astrid, but then again, Astrid was stronger than some men, not including Hiccup. Certainly not in mental strength, although the physical strength was a argument that would go on with the maids for years.

"This is Fishlegs, my faithful servant and friend." Hiccup said, introducing Fishlegs who bowed down.

"Hello Fishlegs. What's with the weird name?"

Fishlegs seemed delighted that Astrid was talking to him, after all, he wanted to be on good terms with any potential masters and since he viewed himself as a potential brother-in-law, even more so.

"Oh, Fishlegs isn't my real name, my real name is Frank. I hate it though. I hate my nickname too, but less so." He said, wrinkling his nose.

Astrid grinned. "I'm sure you have plenty of arguments with Hiccup about who's nickname is more terrible."

Fishlegs smirked. "Oh we do. We do." He said mysteriously before ghosting out of the room but not before he whispered into Hiccups ear.

"I like her."

Hiccup rolled his eyes. He felt no discomfort from this, because of 2 reasons. 1. Fishlegs was a servant, Astrid couldn't marry him anyway. 2. Fishlegs liked him (Hiccup) too much.

Suddenly, as Fishlegs left, the tensions were thick. Very thick. Hiccup cleared his throat again.

"Oh, about the me not visiting you?"

"Yes?"

"Sorry. That was because I had to go on a journey to Scotland with my father. Don't ask why. Just don't."

"Don't worry I won't."

As the conversation went back-and-forth, the tension eased. From outside, Fishlegs peeked through a reverse peephole and listened. Then he smirked. Hiccup had found the perfect match. Now for him to play matchmaker.

AN: Sorry if this seemed rushed (I'm pretty sure it wasn't because I used like over 1000 words about around 1 hour). Anyway, I apologize SO MUCH about the delay, but you know, school, the holidays, etc. My life is sorta hectic.

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