Hiccup had locked himself in his room after his father had told him Nora was dead. He couldn't bring himself to eat, he hardly slept, but most of all he wished she was there so every thing would be alright, and he wouldn't have to feel so alone. Hiccup knew it was his fault Nora had died. He was the one who caused her to run away. Maybe she was right...maybe he was as bad as his father
Hiccup pulled his knees tighter to his chest as he cried. He hated him self for what had happened to his only friend. Who could he talk to now? Who would keep Snotlout and the twins away? Who would be his family? These thoughts appeared in his mind one by one each cutting deeper than the last.
" Son. You have come out, You have been in there for two days." Stoic stood outside the locked door.
There was no reply from inside.
Hiccup was curled up in a ball on his bed. He held his breath until he heard the receding foot steps outside him door. When he knew his father was gone, Hiccup sat up wiping the tears off his face.
Stoic tried many times over fours days time to get Hiccup out of his room, but each time Hiccup would win. Finally, Stoic gave u and let him be. He knew how close Hiccup had been with Nora, and no matter what his own thoughts on the girl were he knew the pain Hiccup had been feeling.
~ Berserker Island ~
Nora was sleeping when Dagur entered the room, but shifted and mumbled some thing unintelligible as he got closer. She blinked her eyes open incing a little.
" Rise and shine sleepy. " He said gently.
She rolled her eyes slightly sitting up with only minor pain. " I'm up. Can I go back to bed now?" she smiled sweetly.
Now it was Dagur's turn to roll his eyes. " No, you can't. It's already midday." He smiled " There's food ready when ever you decide to leave your room. " With that he left.
Nora silently cursed him, not really meaning it. " Okay. You can do this." she quietly pep talked her self bracing her self for the pain of standing. The pain wasn't nearly as bad as it had been, but it still hurt. She gritted her teeth and she pulled on her chain mail shirt and her leather britches. She sat back on the bed incing as twinges of pain shot through her back. When they subsided she pulled on her boots. " There...The worse is over. " he sighed to her self.
Dagur as waiting for her. " You actually got out of bed. Well done. " he chuckled slightly.
She glared at him " There's food involved, of course I got out of bed. "
He smiled shaking his head. " How's your back? "
She grabbed something to eat and sat next to him. " Better, thanks " she smiled.
" Good. Your healing fast which is good. " he said glancing over at her.
She shrugged, and winced " Yeah, I guess."
