Chapter 3

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"Singing" "Both singing"

Fishlegs is riding on the carriage, driving the horses and when he looked back inside the carriage, Heather and Windshear popped up looking at the village from inside the carriage. As Heather wears her cape and the hood up.

When they came to a stop in the village, Fishlegs got down and opened the door for Heather letting her out.

"There is nothing like some fresh air and a change of scene," Fishlegs said to Heather as he helped her get down.

"If only it was that easy," Heather smiled as she took his hand. "Come on, Windshear," She called to her cat as they start walking around the village, not noticing the giant black dog underneath the carriage as he got out with a few struggle, following them.

"It's feels so good and so nice to be outside the castle walls. Nobody even knows who I am," Heather said with joy. "So which one is your house?" she asked Fishlegs.

"It's more of a room actually, we couldn't afford a house," he answered.

Heather stopped to face him shocked, "Oh, I didn't mean-," she started.

"I know," Fishlegs told her with an understanding nod. He continued by pointing to a location. "Third floor to the right and I have all my studies there."

They started walking again with Windshear following, along with B. Wilder stalking them.

When they passed by a flower stand, Fishlegs picked a silver rose sniffing it before giving it to Heather, "A perfect example of a Moonlight Blossom."

"My favorite," she said as she accepted the flower, "but you knew that." She smiled as they continued.

"Hmm, what is that amazing smell?" Heather said as she turned to the source of the smell, looking at a stall that was on sale for the food.

Fishlegs smiled saying, "I will be right back." And started walking to get them both food.

Heather smiled at Fishlegs when he walked away, as she did, she noticed a family closing their business and home before leaving depressed making Heather feel guilty. They are Viking descendants for Thor's sake! She needed to help them somehow.

That was until she heard singing not far away.

"Like the birds that fly

in the morning light

or a butterfly in the spring.

When your spirit rides on the winds of hope,

you'll find your wings,"

At the center of the hall is Astrid singing to gain money while doing tricks with her axe as her bluish cat holding the tin can collected the coins being tossed in their direction.

"Let's go listen, Windshear," she told her as Windshear meowed and walked with Heather.

"For you're always free to begin again

and you're always free to believe.

When you find the place

where your heart belongs-,"

Astrid was suddenly rudely interrupted as Sir Savage came right up to Astrid with a scowl on his face.

"Caroling?" Sir Savage sneered, making the crowd go away seeing that the performance was over. The axe, Astrid had tossed in the air fell right behind them barley missing them.

"Sir Savage!" Astrid exclaimed as she looked to her cat with the coins.

Savage then grabbed the tin can from Astrid's cat as she started squawking at him. He started collecting the coins from the can as Astrid tried to get it away from him. "Hey, I earned that!"

"And you owe me, did you really think you would earn a living as an axe thrower and singer?" Sir Savage laughed, before he growled. "Get back to work girl, or there will be trouble." When he turn and left, he tossed the tin can right behind him.

Astrid sighed frustrated at the situation she is in, wanting to hit Sir Savage in the head with her axe. As she grabbed her axe in a tight grip and then the tin can, but as she was holding the tin can more coins were dropped inside. "What a beautiful song," Heather said.

"Thanks, my mom taught….. it…. to… me…," Astrid trailed off as they looked at each other and took their hoods off.

"Whoa!" Astrid gasped as Heather smiled at her. And Windshear and the bluish cat looked at each other in greeting.

"We could be sisters," Heather said as they looked at each other's feature.

"What's your name?" They both said at the same time, laughing as they did.

"You first," Astrid told her.

"Please, call me Heather," she replied.

"'Heather?' You have the same name as the princess," Astrid said.

Laughing nervously, "Well..." Heather looked at her shyly.

"Ohh," Astrid understanding right away, "I'm Astrid, your ladyship," she bowed. "Aren't you supposed to be inside the castle?" she asked as they started walking.

"I'm savoring my first and last taste of freedom before getting married next week. To a total stranger," Heather said as she breathed in the air again before getting upset.

"At least you're not an indentured servant," Astrid told her trying to make things bright for her.

"Indentured servant?" Heather asked confused as Astrid nodded.

"If I liked to have my breakfast hot,

than Sir Savage will make me pay,

and then I'll have to fetch the eggs myself.

And the barn's mile away," Astrid sang.

"It's cold and wet,

and still I get an omelet on my plate,

but in my head I'm in the woods,

training hard and doing my best."

"Really?" Heather asked surprised.

"Yeah, but it's alright I'm used to it and you?" she assured.

"Well….," Heather turned a bit embarrassed.

"Well…?" Astrid asked.

"If I want some eggs, I ring the bell

and the maid comes running in,"

Heather sang imitating the maid and Astrid playing along getting some imaginary food,

"And she serves them on a silver tray

and she brings the cookie tin.

And while I eat, she rubs my feet.

The strolling minstrels play,

but I rather be in my library studying

and practice my axe all day."

"You have an axe, too?!" Astrid exclaimed, not expecting the princess to have one, despite the whole kingdom and village being Vikings descendants.

"Sure do, it was a present from my brother," Heather replied as she took out her axe from where she hid it on her dress.

"I'm just like you," Astrid started as she singed, using her axe to make a point.

"You are?" Heather questioned.

"You're just like me," she continued.

"There is somewhere else we'd rather be.

Somewhere that's ours,

somewhere that dreams come true.

Yes, I am a girl like you.

You've never think that is was so,

but now I met you and I know.

It's plain as day as the sky is blue.

That I'm a girl like you."

She finished with Heather following along dancing and matching her skills with their axes.

"So you're a singer and axe thrower!" Heather awed.

"No, I work at Sir Savage's Hel- oh I mean Forge of War," Astrid said.

"The weapons Sir Savage has are so cool!"

Pointing to the double axe on Heather's hand, "I made that axe you're holding," she told her with pride.

"You made this?" Heather said shocked, looking at her axe. "It's amazing, the designs look so complicated."

"Oh, but it isn't really," Astrid reassured.

"I first pick a metal from the damp

and then I start hammering down.

I put it in the water

and it turns into an axe."

She sang imitation what she does in the forge.

"I use my axe, without the shacks."

Heather sang while also imitating practicing using her axe with the shacks off her dress.

"And practice in my room."

"And imagine life without the strife

of an unfamiliar groom."

They both singed back in reality.

"But I would never abandon my brother that way, I wouldn't want to disappoint him," Heather said when they finished, looking down.

"I completely understand," Astrid replied, thinking about her parent's debt with Sir Savage.

"I'm just like you," Heather begin singing with her axe flipping around.

"I think that's true," Astrid followed along.

"You're just like me."

"Yes, I can see."

"We can take responsibility,

we carry through (we carry through),

what we need to do.

Yes I am a girl like you," they sang.

"I'm just like you (I'm just like you),

you're just like me (you're just like me).

It's something anyone can see,

a heart that beats (a heart the beats)

a voice that speaks the truth.

Yes I am a girl like you."

They finished as they put away and hide their axes.

"It's amazing, except for our hair and eyes. We could be twins," laughing as they both put their hoods, laughing again.

"What about this birth mark?" Heather asked as she put down her shoulder strap, revealing a razor whip dragon on her shoulder.

Astrid did the same to hers to find nothing, "Hmm, I guess not."

"Here you are, my Lady," Fishlegs said coming up to them, only to drop the cups as he stared at both Astrid and Heather in shock.

The girls both started laughing at Fishleg's reaction, looking at each other.

"It's incredible," Fishlegs laughed. Meanwhile B. Wilder starts getting close when seeing Windshear.

He then started barking and chased after Windshear, when she took off after hearing and recognizing the barks to get away.

"Windshear!" The bluish cat not like what was happening, squawked like a bird and started running after them. "Stormfly!"

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