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Blossoming Daggers
By: Lady-von-Bielefeld
Chapter 10: Above and Beyond
Astrid let out a scream but she couldn't hear herself because of the wind. All the hair at the back of her neck stood up all at once as she glanced up at the creature who took her on this unwanted flight.
Toothless snorted at her, eyes into slits as he stared down at the proud princess who was apparently on his mercy.
Astrid panicked all the more, knowing full well that the dragon despised her above everyone else and one wrong move will cause her her life. She shifted her eyes, looking for a nearby tree, twisting once she spotted one close enough to jump on. The reptile held unto her tighter though. He would not let her go.
She was trying to squirm free, when she felt a hand reaching down to help her. She yanked her head upwards, eyes narrowing at the sight of him. Her heart pounded in her chest…from fear…anger…and one other thing she could not muster.
"Hiccup!" She threatened, teeth gritting as she said his name. She was breathing hard. "Get me down from here!"
"You have to give me a chance to explain." He pleaded reaching out for her hand.
How dare he! How dare he!
How dare he steal this precious time of hers to vent. How dare he even try to talk to her! How dare he explain things that will surely add more to the pile of lies that he made her believe. She felt her blood boiling. She decided then and she knew now more than ever that she will not be made a fool! She will not succumb to his unassuming charming demeanor any longer.
"I am not listening to anything you have to say! You lying stinking heap of dragon dung!" She shouted trying to twist herself from Toothless' tight grasp. Stupid dragon!
"At least try to calm down and hear me out…."
She gave him her most gruesome death glare but even then he did not waver, either already use to her stares of disapproval or really stubborn in his own accord. Whichever it was it made Astrid fume even more.
"No."
"Please Astrid."
"Are you deaf? I said no!" She shouted as loud, as disgusted, as hurt as she could. Tears started making their way out of her eyes but she held unto them. She will not let them fall. She will not let him see her cry! She had enough of this. She just couldn't do it any longer.
She heard him sigh, an edge to his usual gentle voice.
"If that's how you're going to be then you leave me no choice." He tapped Toothless on the head, motioning the dragon to follow his command.
"Toothless…now." He instructed causing the dragon to grin.
In a swift show of movement the dragon carrying her loosened his grip and let her go as quick as he allowed it.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Astrid screamed tumbling down, further and further into an abyss of despair. This was it. She was going to die! And just because she didn't listen to the king. Just because she refused to be made a fool off!
Aspen.
She had whispered to herself as she felt her body falling. She shut her eyes close waiting for the impact of her untimely death when she felt strong arms grab her, positioning her gently but firmly on Toothless.
She opened her eyes and found herself sitting behind the dragon king on his majestic night fury.
What?!
"How in the world-" She gasped unbelieving. The night fury snorted answering her. Of course it was the dragon's doing! Of course he was that fast. He's a demon, no doubt about it.
"Sorry." Hiccup stated. "But you wouldn't let me help you up so..." He shrugged as a form of explanation. Not that it did him any good, it didn't. It only aggravated her more.
"So you thought it was best to scare the life out of me?! By trapping me on this thing!"
"Yes…what? No! I was merely just-"
"Stop!" She gritted her teeth not being able to take this. She's on a dragon! She's on a freaking dragon up in the sky. What will her family say? "Bring me down, now!" She roared, hands trembling with her words.
Hiccup sensed her distress and readily he asked himself what the hell was he thinking? This was no way to get her attention. Sure, he needed to get her but she didn't need to fly her up so high. She didn't need to dangle her like a rag doll. She was scared of dragons enough without him needing to show her their prowess. Hiccup sighed defeated.
"Okay. I'll… I'll bring you down."
"And no tricks this time." She warned, hands still shaking at the sight of being so high up.
"Okay…Toothless…. Down… gently."
And at that command, Astrid gripped the back of his armor all too willingly.
Toothless slowly spread his wings to its full size motioning for a gentle flight.
"See? Nothing to be afraid off…"
Hiccup beckoned to Toothless but the reptile had other plans.
And in a quick show of strength and speed the night fury took off faster and more reckless then he has ever done before!
The next seconds for Astrid had been a whirlwind of disaster with Toothless piloting every move.
Because how could this woman order his human around like a servant when he was the alpha of all humans! (At least in Berk he was). How dare she mock his kind as demons and devils and any ill-fitting name she could think about!
Dragons were smart creatures, and Toothless was no exception to that. He knew what she had been saying about them and he did not like any of it! And she was violent! A threat to their kind. If it was him alone, he would have forgiven… but it wasn't just him.
Astrid had kicked his nadder friend before…twice! How dare she hurt him and his friend during their first meeting and has shown no remorse since then.
Toothless was angry! Because he could still feel the hard book when she threw it at him… He could still feel that bump on his head that she had inflicted.
How dare she be so violent without showing a slitter of sympathy… to him… to dragons… and most especially to his best friend Hiccup! Because look at him! Ever since she appeared on Berk, Hiccup had been at his most miserable. Granted he was also at his happiest when she arrived but meh… Toothless knew better!
How could she make him so depressed… to make him sound so defeated!
Toothless couldn't take it any longer! That sorry look on Hiccup's face had caused him to be frantic. It was as if he was the one to blame for all her wretchedness when in fact Hiccup has done nothing but be kind to her.
She needed to be taught a lesson and Toothless wouldn't mind teaching her.
So… He flew with the haste of the wind not paying attention to their screams of protests. He always had a mind of his own. Hiccup treated him like a loyal friend and not a servant! He had every right to disobey his flying orders especially if it was for the greater good. No offense to Hiccup but Toothless had always been a better at navigating than him. It was just natural instinct!
Toothless ascended to the sky, faster and faster and faster as he made no motion to go back down like he was asked to. In fact, he soared higher than ever before, even more so when he heard Astrid screamed in terror.
He chuckled in spite himself, her screams fueling his energy to its peak.
"Toothless! What are you doing?! We need her to like us!" Hiccup barked, holding on to him while anchoring the princess to safety.
What? She didn't like all this? Toothless thought to himself, speeding all the more while doing so.
Everyone liked them… No… everyone loved them! It's her who is the problem. It's her who's crazy enough to spite them. And if she detested both of them so much then sorry… Toothless'll show her how really despicable he can be.
The night fury started spiraling round and round, with the haste of the gods!
"Now the spinning!" He heard Hiccup say, disputing all the more.
Toothless stopped his wings in midflight and let himself fall into the ocean while whirling like a whirlwind. The screams muffled as they hit water and in another second he ascended again threatening to do another series of unfortunate flying.
He heard Astrid cough off water as she gasped for air. He saw Hiccup doting on her, wiping away like a servant. Weakling!
"Thanks for nothing you useless reptile." Hiccup mocked sarcastically and it took all Toothless' resolve not to laugh at his human! Look at him! So eager to please her. So eager to take care of her... so in love… so….
What did he even see in her?
Beside the fact that she was beautiful of course. But her? Really?
It would have been worth Hiccup's distress if she told Hiccup that she felt the same way but Astrid didn't.
Why wouldn't she just admit it?
She sure as hell wasn't fooling anyone… especially him; because Toothless could tell. He could sense it from the very first time he saw them together. Something within her radiated because of Hiccup and over the time it developed…an attraction… care… hope.
These were the signs he watched, something that told him that the princess liked his human. She liked Hiccup, albeit a little. She liked him.
But it was hidden under that wretchedness and superiority. It was hidden under her reservations. Because more than anything… there is terror. Toothless could feel a strong sense of fear from her; far more than any emotion, overpowering everything else she has.
She was afraid? But why?
He had sensed it before, underneath that fearless confidence.
He sensed it ten times more now.
"Alright! I'm sorry! I am sorry! Whatever I did to you or the dragon, I apologize!" Astrid couldn't take it any longer. If she won't die because of the stunts… she would die because of a heart attack! She could hear her heart beating in her ears. She was scared.
"Just…get me off this thing!"
Her voice was so small, so frightened that Toothless was dumbfounded.
That somehow he felt sympathy towards the proud princess. He guessed his stunt wasn't helping huh? The dragon felt completely and utterly guilty.
Astrid looked so fragile, so vulnerable, like a child clinging to Hiccup's back. Not like the feisty, cold hearted persona that she often exudes. If he were quiet enough, he could hear her silent sobs.
Toothless stayed there frozen. She was actually crying. He scared her that much! He was a monster!
"Come on, bud." Hiccup motioned urging him to go down. But he wouldn't. No. Not until he redeemed himself to her. Not until he shows her the wonders he can bring. Not until he shows her his world.
Yes! He can do that! He can open her eyes to the possibilities of their world.
So with a clearer mind, and a few unbiased judgments, Toothless opened up his wings, embracing the breeze as he set course to a romantic flight.
Astrid still had her eyes closed. Her arms, as much as she did not want to admit was around Hiccup's waist in a pathetic attempt to salvage her life. She clung to him like the last string of hope; she clung to him like her life depended on it… because right now it did.
She felt the cold winter breeze blowing softly, kissing her face and instantly she wondered… why?
Slowly, after calming herself down, she opened her eyes, preparing herself for the stomach-dropping feeling at the sight of the world spinning round and around. But to her surprise it wasn't.
Her breathing has gone rigid and she was terrified beyond belief. But when she opened her eyes at that time… she gasped in sheer enchantment.
The sight before her took her breath away.
The sky she had known that was so blue had turn into a mixture of pale orange and red, mixing together in a hue that she has never seen before.
The Clouds…. There were clouds everywhere… She saw nothing but an endless, serene sea of vapors that burst with her swelling heart. They were like cottons in the sky, glistening beautifully with the splendid setting sun.
They were all around them in shapes that were boundless by any given certainty. She continued to steady her breathing as she took all of this in.
They were so close… so close that she could reach out and touch them. What would it feel like to hold something she has never dared dream she could hold before? What would it feel like to reach out and try?
Should she?
Should she try? But she was supposed to be angry! She had made up her mind not a minute ago! But she couldn't decide.
She was not supposed to feel this torn about it. She was not supposed to waver. But she did because she had never expected to see this… she had never expected to feel this…
This was beautiful... beyond everything she had ever seen. It was stunning beyond any word she could describe.
She felt weightless… like she was the one flying; like she could stay there forever.
She had to experience this, deep down she knew she wanted to try.
She should not be afraid to reach out and wonder no more if whether the clouds were as soft as they seem…. Or as fluffy… or maybe even concrete… sturdy… like all the things she liked. Like all of the things that she was sure off.
And before she could think better to herself, she reached out.
She was still a little shaken from the flight and was still a little uncertain but she reached out her right hand, her left holding unto Hiccup's shoulder like an anchor…. and seized it….the clouds passing her hands like mist… slipping off her hand as soon she touched it.
It was like anything she has ever seen….like anything she has ever held.
It was lustrous, gleaming with the light of the sun. Fleetingly beautiful in the strangest aspect she could think of. She blinked her eyes looking at her hand. It was beautiful… the structure, the feeling it made her feel. It was wonderfully extraordinary.
What?!
She was stunned. This should be wrong. She didn't like things that weren't concrete! She didn't like the idea of not being able to hold on to things. She shouldn't find it fascinating that it dissolved once it was held but strangely enough… she was. There was a certain beauty to it such as there is beauty in not knowing things but trusting it copiously. Could she learn to love all of this? Would she love this? Should she love?
And in a bizarre turn of events, her mind surrounded by clouds both literally and figuratively, she reached out once again and started smiling.
She should be infuriated… she should be manic! But the view had calmed her down, finally clearing her mind from any ill, murderous thoughts and at the same time clearing her heart from senseless, prideful hurting.
She felt liberated, beyond the clouds and above the sky. She felt free.
Suddenly it felt possible, like it was in her reach. The freedom that she had long for was there, a hundred feet above the ground…waiting for her.
She closed her eyes, and for the first time she trusted her feelings more than her thoughts. She leaned back ever so slightly and took a breath. She opened her eyes and threw both of her arms in the air as Toothless glided in the sky, swirling and spinning in a graceful manner, taking her and Hiccup with him.
She smiled at the sight of the fleeting clouds in her hands, a smile that was so genuine, so pure that her heart soared with a content joy she never thought she could experience.
She watched as the clouds she had touched change its forms.
She could see it, clear as day, she could hear them telling her that nothing is ever definite; that even concrete things can dissolve or change. Nothing could ever be certain. That the best thing one could do is to live bravely… live for the moment. Live now.
"Alright. I'll admit it. This is pretty cool. It's…amazing." She smiled, talking to herself more than anyone else. Because it was. It really was.
And reluctantly, she reached under Hiccup's hand and slowly but gently patted Toothless's head.
"You're- you're amazing. Thank you." She said without a hint of fear, or doubt or hatred. Just pure admiration for the creature that was able to make her experience all this.
The dragon gave no sign of objection when Astrid's hand lingered; instead, it looked at her like it understood her… like it understood her completely. She smiled warmly at him and he did too.
They watched the sun set above the clouds. The sky that was a light orange a minute ago turned to a purple pink sky before it transformed into a navy blue heaven filled with thousands and thousands of twinkling stars.
The change was so gradual that Astrid had not noticed until the sky started dancing with beautiful colorful lights. She had heard of these lights before and she had always wanted to see them but she had never imagined she would see it this close, this beautiful as it changed colors of hues of blue, green, purple and pink. The lights appeared in many forms from patches or scattered exhausts of light to streamers, arcs, rippling curtains and shooting rays that light up the heavens with an unexplainable radiance.
They sailed softly. Astrid shook her head still smiling. She couldn't believe it. This was all up here! She could have sworn that the realm of God was as beautiful as this! And this was all here…in the grasp of man and dragon.
The breeze had gotten colder and without really thinking about it, she leaned unto Hiccup, arms wrapping comfortably around him for warmth.
Hiccup took in a breath, obviously not expecting the gesture. But he showed no sign of disapproval. In fact if he were true to himself, it came as a pleasant surprise. Far more so than he would ever say out loud.
Slowly he smiled, glancing at her…at the sight of Astrid taking all of this in. At the spectacle of her watching his world and loving it.
Honestly? He knew she would love it up here. Nobody in their right mind would hate this.
He had meant to take her on a flight weeks ago, but respecting her views on dragons and Berk in general he decided to delay it until given a time when she would want this for herself. He wanted it to be her choice.
He had never intended to take her on a ride like this; like she was forced. And he was more than afraid to admit that Toothless' merciless stunt earlier -I mean come on, what was that about, bud?!- did not help their situation.
If anything, it tipped the edge of her fury. And he had been so sure that Astrid was angrier than ever.
It wasn't until Toothless redirected his flight of terror to something gentler did Hiccup realize that Toothless had his best intention…. Always.
Because watching Astrid now, like an angel above the clouds, he felt his heart rise with the shining stars. And all of a sudden he felt like he could do anything. Even ask her.
"H-have you calmed down?" He looked at her illuminated face.
Her eyes widened slightly as if only now realizing where she is and who she's with. She bit her lip, loosening her hold on him and mentally Hiccup kicked himself for talking too soon.
The memories of that afternoon suddenly came back to her. She shouldn't be flying around with him! He was going to marry another princess! She shouldn't be here... but looking at the ambiance right now, surrounded by the swaying lights and a thousand and more sparkling stars, she didn't have the heart to stay angry.
If this was the effect of flying than more flying would do her some good. She should do this more often. Alone, preferably.
Astrid took in a deep breath; anger disappearing, a mysterious ache replacing its place. Why was she feeling so betrayed? Oh... Right.
"I have." She admitted because she had calmed down.
"Will you allow me this chance to explain myself then?" Hiccup asked, looking at her over his shoulders, eyes pleading for the chance she could give.
Should she listen? Something in her mind screams no but somehow the king's persistence is getting the best of her. And truth be told, she had enough "nos" for a day.
She sighed. "No offense, your majesty, but you're kind of ruining my mood." She just wanted to enjoy this. Can't she just enjoy this without the need to add pressure on herself?
"Believe me; I don't want to ruin your mood. It's just, if you don't let me explain… and you'll grow to detest me, I could never live with myself."
She can't ignore him any longer especially not when they're still up in the air. And if this is going to be their last meaningful conversation together then she might as well try to listen. They should be able to say their goodbyes without any ill feelings. Fine.
Astrid nodded begrudgingly, motioning him to explain if he dare.
Hiccup felt relief and fear at the same time. Would she really hear him out?
"Fishlegs…" He started. "Fishlegs is-"
"Not exactly the type who broadcasts false information." Astrid continued for him. "He's one of the smartest men I know; head full of facts."
Hiccup shook his head, groaning. He knew Astrid would use that argument.
"Fishlegs although could be one of the smartest men we know could be a complete idiot sometimes… especially now." Hiccup reasoned because at that point in time, he was.
Astrid glared at him. "I do not appreciate you speaking ill of your friend, your majesty. I'm rather fond of Lord Fishlegs. He's one of the few who has actually looked out for me during my stay here in Berk."
"Under my command." Hiccup shot back. "All those time spent teaching you about Berk, guiding you, keeping you company, looking after you. It was all done under my command."
"Still, one couldn't be as willing and as genuine as he was. He may have started because it was his duty but he never made me feel so. He is kind and honest and is always right!"
Hiccup sighed. "Most of the time." At one hand, he was glad that she trusted Fishlegs. It meant that she had opened herself to trust a Berkian and he was his good friend. Hiccup trusted Fishlegs, himself. On the other hand, he was frantic. At this point she trusted the blonde man more than him.
"Surely he wouldn't announce such a bold statement if there were no evidences to support his claim." Astrid had said so matter of fact.
Hiccup looked ahead, closing his eyes. Of course Fishlegs had every right to think such things! They have been discussing it after all, ever since the moment he got back from the cave.
Astrid reached up her right hand, feeling for the clouds in a futile attempt to calm herself down. "Well…do you deny it? That you plan to marry the Berserker Princess?" She asked in the midst of holding unto the vapors… as she held unto the gnawing feeling in her heart.
The silence that hovered in the air was stifling.
"No. I don't deny it."
"Then… we have nothing more to talk about. You may marry her if you wish so."
"Astrid…. It's not like that."
Astrid snorted. "Then pray, enlighten me Hiccup. What is it really about? Besides the obvious reason that you wanted a new wife pronto!" She mocked. He sighed.
"I knew you hated it here in Berk. I knew you wanted to be free to choose where you want to go and not be tied around here."
"What do I have to do with you wanting to marry the Berserker Princess?" He probably just wants to shove it in her face that he found someone else to be his queen. He probably just wants to parade Heather around while Astrid was still stuck here on Berk, under the said princess' brother's exile. Dagur! She gritted her teeth.
She would have lost to both siblings; Dagur her freedom. And Heather... Hiccup. Not that she cared or anything but that would have been a perfect set-up.
"Everything!" Hiccup huffed in distress. "Because the Berserkers have insisted on this matter for quite some time now. They want Berk to ally with them. And I thought I would oblige… I would marry Princess Heather… If Dagur grants you pardon."
"What?!" She asked baffled, eyes widening like plates. Now what was he talking about?
Hiccup glanced back at her. "I would ask Dagur to free you from the shackles of your exile. That is my condition before I consent to the union. In that way, you don't have to stay here anymore. In that way you may go where you choose to continue your one year Almiran tradition."
Astrid could not believe her ears. Hiccup would do that for her?
"I hear it's wonderful this time of year in the kingdom of Paris. Wasn't that your first choice?" Hiccup asked noting her silence.
She nodded, unbelieving. "H-how did you know?"
"I pay more attention to you than you think, Astrid."
There was silence as they rose through the clouds. Astrid was at a loss for words.
"Why would you do that? Why would you…" She blinked are eyes. "I- I didn't peg you to be the martyr type... You're more of a romantic than anything else."
"Romantic?" Hiccup asked half amused.
"The type who would marry for love and not for political gain." Astrid rolled her eyes at his ignorance. Because Hiccup had always been passionate, unlike her. She was the martyr, the type who would marry if her kingdom needs her too.
If that was his reason why he insists on marrying the Berserker Princess... Then he should find someone he'll actually like. That way it wouldn't seem like he was doing her another favor. She hated that she owes him even more now.
"You should marry for love, your majesty. Don't do me any more favors." She sneered, hands clenched into fists at her side.
"But I will marry for love." Hiccup insisted. "The thing is… the person whom I might marry may not be the person I love but it is still because of love." Because it is. He will marry the princess Heather because he loves Astrid. Does that make sense? Because he will sacrifice his heart for her happiness.
Hiccup had never intended to reveal all this... It wasn't like that at all. She was never meant to find out like this. She wasn't meant to find out at all. He hated that she thought he was doing all this just so she owed him.
He shook his head. He did this because he loved her. And he didn't want her to leave the throne room thinking otherwise. So he decided to run after her and once again, put his heart on the line.
"It's not a favor. It's something I really want to do, that way you could be free… completely. That way, you don't have to settle for Berk anymore… You don't have to settle for anything ever again."
There was a long pause before someone spoke again.
"But Dagur… he wouldn't allow such a thing. And even if he does, he'll find another way to torture me for the shame I caused him." The deranged king wouldn't give up that easily.
"It is also in my condition that he may never harm or see you again. I'll make certain of that. Trust me; he wouldn't dare refuse my offer not when Berk is at stake. They've wanted to be part of it since we started training dragons."
Astrid stayed silent as Hiccup rambled on.
"Of course it was all still a plan. I have yet to see or ask the Princess Heather's hand for marriage. I have yet to make my proposal. But Fishlegs and I have been preparing the contracts to make sure that Dagur could not bother you again. We made sure to add a special clause about that. In return, they will ally with Berk. We can teach them the secrets about training dragons…. The gods know how they wanted to know for years, and Berk has thought of expanding the knowledge. It does no good if the information is just within our realms… We'll set up a dragon academy for outside riders. But we'll guarantee that the Berserkers that they'll be the first to be educated. It's going to start a whole new world with more people on the backs of-Oh, you're not listening. Of course you're not listening to me. I mean…Ugh." Hiccup ruffled his hair in frustration. Here he was explaining all the details and she just sat there not even bothering to pay attention.
"I can't believe you're willing to marry a complete stranger just to make sure I get my freedom." She remarked, bewildered. That was absolutely ridiculous!
He looked at her from behind, eyes as pure as his intentions.
"I would. For you? Anything."
Astrid's heart skipped a beat. She heard it hammering in her chest, face turning pink despite her protestation.
"That's the craziest thing I've ever heard!" She tried to sound enraged but failed miserably.
Hiccup's eyes softened, a gentle smile forming on his lips.
"People do a lot of crazy things… when they're in love." He stated without a hint of doubt that Toothless snorted from underneath them.
Hiccup realized his statement and blushed, suddenly embarrassed.
Astrid coughed, laughing with Toothless.
It was a cheesy line and he wanted to kick himself. It wasn't even his! He was certain that he had read that line before…somewhere in Greek mythology (Disney's Hercules XD)… but it doesn't make it any less true.
When Astrid and Toothless calmed down from their fit of giggles, Toothless glared at them both.
"Are you in love?" Astrid teased; face splitting into a sunrise of smile.
Hiccup sighed. "More than I hope to be. More than I can say. More than is necessary for me to be rational." He smiled shyly but his eyes were determined.
Astrid felt her face burning. Surely, he meant her, right? He had always been vocal about his affection for her. But it could might as well be the other princess. So she inquired.
"Have you met Princess Heather?"
"I have yet to meet her. I've been busy with more important things."
"What could be more important than your future wife?"
"I could think of others." He said sincerely looking at her.
Astrid bit her lip. What was a small flame a while ago has escalated into a ginormous fire eating her heart out. She couldn't take it anymore.
She broke his heart time and time and again. She had shamed him, had ridiculed his kingdom, his love for dragons and yet he was willing to sacrifice himself for her. He was willing to meet her and her family, her kingdom as a priority than his probable future wife.
It was all stupid…. Nonsensical…. crazy… yet it was more romantic than anything else.
But still, she couldn't help compare herself to the Berserker princess. She was beautiful and elegant. Probably perfect. She may be able to accept dragons and Berk more willingly than her. She may be able to be a better fit for Hiccup.
"But I think you'll like her. She seems nice." She does. "And very beautiful."
Hiccup smiled tentatively at her innocence. No one will ever be as beautiful as her. He was ruined from loving another. It was like comparing the sun to artificial light. Useless.
Astrid felt her heart wavering when he didn't contradict her statement. Her eyes started itching with actual tears, only this time it wasn't for the loss of her freedom but for the loss of a man who has done nothing but love her.
It was too late for them. She has already ruined this. She was a wreck. It was too late for them.
"You know…" Hiccup started, looking at her now blank face. "I haven't actually proposed to her yet."
"Huh?"
"I guess I was kind of hoping that a miracle like this would save me… that's why I'd chosen to see you first before anyone else. I wanted to hang on to the off chance hope that we might…work this out."
"Hmmmm." She sat there quiet. Would they still be able to work it out? Despite everything?
"If I had known that you'd come begging me….ouch!" He glared at her, she glared back. "Okay…asking me to marry you then I would have never asked her to come to Berk in the first place. If I knew then… she would never even be here."
"But she is here. And you can't just send her back like damaged goods. That's…. that's inappropriate!"
"But I haven't even proposed to her! And I won't anymore." He sighed, looking at her. "Look Astrid… now that I know your kingdom's…predicament. I won't risk my chances."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm sure I made it clear that the only reason I was trying to marry Heather was to help you. Now that I can help you myself…by marrying you… then I will gladly do it! Oh the gods do love me!" He was endlessly thanking Odin and Freya. He was sure this was all their doing.
WHACK!
"Owww!" He glared back at her. "Y-you're gonna wear out the spring coil. The calibration is very sensitive."
Astrid shook her head while rolling her eyes. He was really a dork.
It was at that moment when Astrid felt the weight on her shoulders lifting. It was relief. She felt relieved.
"I'm not sure I want to marry you now with all that bragging about me begging you. I'm very much annoyed I could kill you! … Or at least hit something!" She glared at him but her voice lacked the anger that was usually there.
He chuckled, feeling light. It was the first laugh he had all afternoon.
"I could fix that." He grinned goofily. "Hold on tight." He instructed, prompting her arms tighter around his waist.
"Why? Where are we going?"
"You'll see."
Hiccup took her to an uninhabited small island. He explained that it wasn't exactly part of Berk but it might as well be, seeing that he owns it. Astrid rolled her eyes at him thinking how it must be nice to be king. He had all the power and money to buy anything he could need. And that included a secret island where he could just wander off to and be alone, if ever he needed to be.
"Where is this?" She asked as they landed. Hiccup held out his hand for her to take. She brushed it off and jumped on her own accord. Just because she's rethinking this whole engagement doesn't mean she can't stand on her own.
"Oh… This… this is Itchy Armpit."
She raised a brow.
"Not the greatest name, I know… But I'll save that story for some other time."
"You're so sure there's another time?"
"Oh I'm hoping." He smiled, leading her to the center of the small island.
"What's in here? You're not planning to chop me off are you?" She inquired, feeling for her sword only now noticing that she had dropped it the moment she was abducted. She reached out for her daggers and realized that was in her other pair of boots as well. She cursed. "I may not have a sword or a dagger with me but I can fight with my hands." She gestured in warning.
Hiccup chuckled lightly. "Somehow I don't doubt that. And somehow, you need to stop thinking that everyone is out to kill you. Especially me. I don't plan to. Not now…. Not ever." He promised stopping to look at her.
"Then why are we here?"
"To blow off some steam." He grinned pointing at a single wooden target shaped like a big hulky man in the middle of the island.
Astrid's snapped her head to the direction he was pointing at, eyes widening ever so slightly. She clearly had not noticed that with all her rambling. Below the figure, a small table was placed. There, like the Royal Dungeoun of Doom, different weapons of different shapes and sizes laid together in an orderly form.
"That's Target. He helps me blow off steam." He shrugged, noting the perplexed look on her face.
"You name your target 'Target'... How extraordinary."
"Ha-ha. It's not exactly the most unique name but it lives out its purpose."
She shook her head. "It's not only that. It's… I didn't think you were the violent type."
"I'm not." Hiccup defended. "But sometimes you really just need to hit something… As long as it's a thing." He gestured with his gangly arms.
"Of course you do." She nodded smirking. "So you come here often?" She asked eyeing the long Excalibur at the far end of the table.
"Whenever I need to think… to clear my mind. Sometimes to build things. It helps with my nerves."
"To build things?" She raised her brow. Hiccup pointed at a modest little shed at the far end of the island. It looked new and well maintained in all its simplicity.
"It's my personal forge; my own little sanctuary away from it all." He explained that the entire weapon there, he had made in several occasions of his life; times of confusion, triumph, pain, joy, lost …love. But nobody knew of it. Nobody knew where he goes missing when he does.
"You mean-"
"Nobody knows about this island. And you have to promise not to tell anyone. Alright? Not Snotlout, or Eret… not even Fishlegs! Especially not the twins." He shook his head shuddering. "The gods know what they could do to this place if they found out." He sighed remembering his father's garden that they trashed. That was mainly Tuffnut, but you can't really expect Ruffnut to be quiet about it."It's a secret." He pleaded.
"It's a secret and yet…I'm here." She leered.
"It's our secret then."
"We seem to be having a lot of those lately." The cave and now this island. Is it just her or do they have a secret anytime they visit a new place together?
Hiccup chuckled, his hand on the back of his neck. "Yeah. Sorry about that. I'm sure nobody wants to be a great secret keeper."
They smiled at each other in silence. Hiccup cleared his throat.
"Well…. Go on." He ushered her to the table of weapons.
Astrid kneeled down to its level and took a minute to admire the said weapons. They were truly remarkable. A dozen weapons were laid on the table, all in intricate detail. Most armament she recognized, but there are some she has never seen before. They were of different shapes and sizes but Astrid noticed a similarity in them; all had the initials HHHIII at the handle and needless to say all a work of art made by the hands of the talented dragon king.
"Try it out. Pick a weapon and have a whack at it." He winked pointing at Target.
Astrid couldn't help but smile while she rolled her eyes. What a dork!
She did not waste time to pick out a weapon. She took the sword she had been eyeing a while ago and observed it carefully. The details were even more stunning up close!
She grinned, feeling her feistiness returning. She gripped her weapon and charged towards the target. She hit it, again and again, faster and stronger after each time. This feels great! Hitting nonsensically always was! She began to batter the target with the sole intention to pound it to the ground.
Hiccup observed her at a safe distance. She swings too wildly. He noted, eyebrows wrinkling at the thought. And suddenly he remembered.
"Wait just a second." He said rushing towards the forge, making Astrid turn around and look confuse. She stopped looking at him, hands wiping away the sweat that began to form on her forehead.
She waited patiently when she saw Hiccup returning, holding out a medium sized white box. Hiccup caught his breath before coming closer, a goofy grin plastered on his face.
"Not to be rude…" He said breathing hard, obviously not used to running at such a speed. "…but I don't think a sword suits you." He smiled warmly.
Astrid crossed her arms together, sword still in hand. "Not that I care… but why do you think so?"
"I have observed you fight before. For one, you swing too wildly."
"You're not exactly lightening up my mood, your majesty." She frowned, holding the sword to his face. His smile didn't waver though.
"No, no… hear me out. The sword is designed for both offense and defense. The hilt needs to be well balanced with the blade. By swinging it; you lose that momentum and tend to waste more energy than you are dealing with." He continued, balancing the box on one hand and gently taking the sword from Astrid's.
"Besides a sword is too common for a weapon. It doesn't suit your style. You're more edgy, more unique. You're too fiercely beautiful for it." He handed her the box.
"What's in the box?"
"A… peace offering?" He asked unsure himself. It was supposed to be for something else but he thought it had a better purpose now.
"For me?" She asked, reaching out and holding unto it.
"Nah…maybe for Ruffnut." He drawled in sarcastic humor. Astrid took a step forward and kicked his shin. He yelped, rubbing it instantly. "I deserve that."
She hesitated meeting his gaze. "Go on, open it." Hiccup said eagerly.
She raised an eyebrow at Hiccup's too excited face. She unwrapped the box and opened it, lifting the lid ever so slightly. She stood frozen for a minute, eyes narrowing before it widened in astonishment for there, lying in the box was the most beautiful double edged axe she has ever seen.
She stared at it, it was wonderfully crafted… the handle embellished in intricate gold wrapped around a dozen tiny sparkles of sapphires that mirrored her eyes.
She raised it towards her face, holding it delicately like a precious gem in her palm. The blade was so clear that she could see her reflection looking back at her. She was astonished beyond belief.
She fingered the details, blinking in sheer amazement.
"It's…. it's." She couldn't find the exact words for such a masterpiece. It was the most beautiful weapon she had ever seen. She never thought that something so fierce could be lovely.
Could this really be for her? Her eyes widened more when Hiccup gestured to the handle which has her name carved into it with golden writing. Her heart fluttered. She didn't know what to say. "It's… It says Haddock!" She pronounced reading the scriptures, daring to glare at the king.
"What?!" Hiccup rushed checking the detail.
"Property of Astrid Haddock." Astrid read in non-challence.
"Oh… right. Right! S-sorry about that." He stuttered in the cutest possible way. Well, Astrid thought it was cute but she wouldn't admit that to herself.
"I-uh…. I made it back when we were still engaged and I…oh gods, this is embarrassing... I"
"It's beautiful." She smiled like a goddess. "Thank you, Hiccup."
He sighed in relief. Eyes warm just looking at her happy. "You're always welcome, mi'lady."
They stayed in silence, both refused to meet each other's eyes. It wasn't as hard as Astrid had thought. It wasn't as hard as she imagined.
Because staring at her beautifully crafted axe, she knew.
He had done this for her. He had done a lot of things for her. He was probably-no- definitely the craziest, nonsensical man she has ever known. And yet…. She liked him. She liked him a lot, quirks and all.
It was hard, at first, for her to admit that somewhere in all of those fights and squabbles and downright getting on each other's nerves, somewhere in all those misunderstandings and yelling and running away, somewhere deep down her emotional rampage, she cared for the dragon king and all his confusing antics. She sighed.
Toothless grumbled towards Hiccup, head firmly nudging his back to move towards Astrid. He stumbled a bit, moving towards her, glaring at the night fury for being too pushy.
Toothless answered with beady eyes, somehow telling him to get this over with. It was now or never.
Great! Absolutely fantastic! Even the dragon was telling him what to do now.
He shook his head at the reptile. He wanted Astrid, more than anything but at this point; after all they've been through with as much little time as they had, he wasn't sure that she could accept him again.
It had been a rather bumpy gallop; with him forcing Astrid to marry him at first, then gradually falling into a casual civil routine, then misunderstandings, a kidnapping, sickness and more misunderstandings. Then it was obliging himself to let her go, Astrid finally asking for his hand this time around, before finding out about his supposed engagement to Princess Heather that caused a more whip of misunderstandings and now this... It was just fucked up! Everything from the beginning to this point had been a fucked up ride with more emotional waves than one could handle. Even those few civil conversations were a disaster! It was a mess!
But in all fairness, in all those time of turmoil, he had never really stopped loving her. He had never really stopped hoping and he hasn't stopped hoping until now.
He knew what he should do; to end his misery and hers (assuming of course that she was half as miserable as him). To seal this deal. Once and for all. He just didn't know what to say or rather, he knew what he wanted to say, he just didn't know how to say it without sounding too presumptuous, or obnoxious or needy.
"Astrid..." He stepped forward, gently grabbing her hands. He was half expecting her to pummel him to the ground but she didn't. Instead she allowed the action which gave him more courage to continue.
"I know our situation, isn't exactly ideal. I know that we still have a lot of issues we need to work on. And I know we have a long way to go before we could ever completely be together... But I lo-"
The cringed she gave was enough indication for him to slow down. That he shouldn't rush her no matter how much he loved her. He shouldn't scare her away. That was the last thing he needed; her running off to the gods know where. "I care for you…" He settled, swinging both their hands in a nervous gesture. "Very very much."
He cleared his throat feeling his cheeks burning. He felt so vulnerable, so unsure. He was king, and before that he was a prince. To say he always gotten what he wanted was a grave understatement.
This was the first time he felt like he didn't know the answer to something he wanted so badly. But with her, nothing is ever certain. With Astrid it was always a risk. But he would gladly risk it all for a chance to find himself back in her arms again… even if it's for political purposes… for now.
"And I want to continue caring for you... If you allow me too."
"Your majesty you don't have to..."
"Let me finish. I want to do it properly this time." He pleaded eyes glowing with the twinkling stars.
She blinked and then nodded.
"I'm not asking you to c-care for me. But I'm lying if I say I don't wish you would. I do... I really do. Only I want you to do it in your own time, in your own terms, without anything hindering you back. I will not push you into anything you do not wish, and I will patiently wait for you… if you just give me this chance." He took in a breath.
"Will you allow me this chance to wait for you? Will you let me care for you as your husband? Will you do me this honor and be my wife?"
There was a pause when he met her eyes; emerald green boring into her soul.
"Will you marry me, Princess Astrid Hofferson?"
Who was she to deny her kingdom the alliance it needs? Who was she to deny her people with the hope this could bring? Who was she to deny Hiccup anything… especially after all he has done for her, especially how he asked so sincerely?
She was no one compared to him or to Heather or Almira and yet he chose her. Time and time and again, he chose her. And maybe she could choose him too. From this moment until the end, she will submit herself to him; this man she owes so much too. Maybe it was okay to owe someone after all.
She gripped the hand that was so gently holding hers as if at any given moment she would snap and break. She won't, just as she won't break this agreement. Not this time. Whatever happens.
"I will." She smiled feeling her face burn with an unexplainable joy.
"You will?" He was so taken aback that she laughed and nodded.
"You will! You will! Oh gods! This is great! This is fantastic! Thank you! Thank you!" He rushed towards her, enveloping her in a warm embrace. Astrid stiffened but allowed the contact, slowly melting into him as well. She shook her head.
She should be the one thanking him and not the other way around. She should be the one rejoicing for the opportunity to save Almira, and yet she allowed him this moment of triumph.
When they pulled away, it was as if the world had gotten brighter. They both smiled knowingly savoring the start of something new. It was a start, because this time around they both agreed to this.
And although Astrid wanted to continue her anger rampage on poor Target, she felt no need to do so. She felt at peace despite the unsteady thudding her poor heart was enduring. It was getting late and if they weren't back she was so sure that the whole Berk population, (plus her brothers) will be raiding out to find them.
The flight back to her inn was taken in a comfortable silence, the moon above the sky, the stars sparkling with them was a sight to behold but nothing compared to the blossoming feeling of bliss they both shared.
Hiccup wanted to walk her towards the Inn himself, but she insisted not too. She didn't want to cause a scene with the people staying there for they were surely waiting for her. And God knows how nosy they could be.
He promised to fetch her in the morning though; with her ladies to help her pack her things so she can move back to the palace.
"This is as far as you'll go." Astrid said stopping him from taking another step forward. "The inn is only a few steps away; I can walk until there by myself." She assured her pointing at the structure that was well lit. No doubt her inn keeper was waiting for her.
Hiccup nodded in understanding, not really wanting to argue with her.
"Well, go on then. You may leave." She motioned with her hands, shooing him away playfully.
"I'll stay here until you get inside. I want to make sure you do." He stated warmly.
Astrid frowned at him. If there was one thing she hated more than anything in the world is to be deemed incompetent. "I am very much capable of walking up to the inn by my-"
"I insist." He smiled determined, somehow calming her down.
She sighed. God, he was stubborn.
"Alright…" She paused for minute before reaching out her hand to punch him on his elbow.
WHACK!
"Owww!" He rubbed the spot looking at her curiously.
"That's for the misunderstandings and kidnapping me."
She glowered at him. Hiccup looked at her like she grew a second head.
Toothless gave his best imitation of a dragon's laugh somehow enjoying this.
Then, Astrid fixed her bangs to the side, eyes momentarily angry before it softened. And in a swift movement, she grabbed his armor, pulling him towards her, placing a feather light kiss on the corner of his mouth. Hiccup froze, still holding on to his elbow
"That's…." She looked down suddenly embarrassed. "That's for the flight, the axe and… for everything else." She bit her lip looking at him one last time before dashing towards the inn leaving an awe struck Hiccup.
This was it. Astrid had given her consent, she had given her word. And she will not give this up not to anything or anyone. As God as her witness she will be the queen of Dragons.
Ruffnut watched in sheer amusement as Astrid had to endure the half a day snickering and all too knowing eyebrow raising from both Snotlout and Tuffnut. Those two were idiots at best but they knew when they were right.
And when they saw Astrid back at the castle that morning, while being escorted by Hiccup and a rather large group of servants who were carrying her belongings, they knew hands down that they were right.
What they were right about they didn't actually say but Ruffnut had a good guess that it had something to do with the king and the princess' relationship; if they can even call it that.
Ruffnut gave Astrid a knowing, teasing smile as she accompanied the princess back to the queen's chambers. Apparently Hiccup had some business to attend to with a rather grumpy Eret so he personally asked her to keep Astrid company. Not like he needed to ask, she was already planning on grilling Astrid for details on their new relationship status.
It wasn't a surprise at all. She had expected that Astrid would eventually find her way back to Hiccup. Everybody who had their head screwed on straight could see that they were both passionate about each other.
Hiccup's obviously madly in love with her.
And Astrid? Well… She had strong feelings for the king.
Ruffnut snorted at herself.
Sure, the princess of Almira passionately detests the King of Berk but that doesn't mean that that passion can't be converted into something else. Especially when provoked.
There is that old saying that the person you hate the most is the person you love the most, right? It's bizarre and illogical, but then again when was love ever logical?
The truth is you can't always differentiate love and hate. Emotions aren't so black and white; they're more like complex herbs needed to cook at the galley — although there are lots of different contrasting ingredients, they can be blended together to make one unique emotion.
Or at least Ruffnut liked to think so; otherwise what was Eret's explanation for detesting her so much in the day but still allowing her to kiss him good bye at night? It had to be love. It just had to be.
This must be what Astrid was feeling right now. She's still confused… like Eret. They'll both come around sooner or later. She was hoping for it.
Because it was crazy! They had only sent Astrid to check on Hiccup's health yesterday, then all that happened.
Hiccup had that thing going on with the Princess of the Berserkers (or so Fishlegs told them.) Then Astrid stormed out, followed by a rather anxious Hiccup to gods know where, only to come back as newly betrotheds once again.
If that wasn't crazy, stupid, love, then what was it?
Whatever happened between those idiots that previous night, Ruffnut was glad they sorted it out. FINALLY!
All of Hiccup's sulking around the castle and Astrid's angry outburst wasn't doing anyone any good. And if she were completely honest with herself, it sparked a flame of hope in her precious scheming heart; that if Astrid had come to her senses, it wouldn't be long before the son of Eret would too.
She honestly couldn't wait.
And for Princess What's-her-name? She was nowhere to be found after that incident. But so was Fishlegs. It wasn't as if she'll be staying here any longer now that her purpose had been disregarded.
Fishlegs must have continued showing her around for her final day at Berk. She had no more business here. It was best that she go back to her kingdom.
Not like she noticed but it was always Fish who enjoyed these uneventful tasks. Well, someone had to do it, right?
Speaking of showing people around, Ruffnut wouldn't mind showing Astrid's brothers around Berk any day... They're handsome enough to might make Eret jealous. The son of Eret could really use that push. She snickered to herself. Because evidently, jealousy worked well for Astrid (or so she assumed it did).
She would gladly show the princes of Almira around if they weren't such schedule observing freaks! Of course they had to go back to Almira... Today! Just when she had concocted a plan to use them at her expense.
What a waste.
She could almost see Eret's green eyed state. He'd see Ruffnut showing Asmund and Athrun around. She'd probably openly flirt with them when she sees Eret coming. He'll get jealous and will barge towards them; telling them to stay away from his woman. (Because evidently Ruffnut was his.) And then he'll passionately kiss her like he means it; like he really means it. And finally ask her to marry him!
Ruffnut sighed dreamily. Wouldn't that be a sight to see?
That would have been the perfect plan! If her puppets were still here. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. They weren't even on Berk for a whole day and now they're gone.
Oh Odin! Why are you so cruel?! Then again... she did worship Loki more and this clearly has Loki written all over it.
Asmund and Athrun had been really easy on the eyes and if Ruffnut was honest, she wished they didn't have to go so soon. But they had to, something about preparing for the documents for this engagement and marriage.
They promised to be back soon though and when they do get back, she'll be keeping an eye on them.
"Listening?" Astrid asked, breaking her away from her thoughts. The princess had finished arranging the last of her things. Apparently she had been telling the Lady Thorston what she wanted to do for the upcoming engagement party but evidently she was too preoccupied with other things.
"Yeah. Yeah. Something about roses?" Ruffnut blinked.
Astrid shook her head. "You weren't even listening to a single word I was saying!"
"Ughhhhh! Whatever. The real important question is when will your brothers be back?"
"What?"
"I know you heard me, princess! Tell me."
"Why do you want to know?"
"I need them….for something." She snickered diabolically.
Astrid glared at her friend. "Lay off my brothers, Ruffnut. I'm warning you."
Ruffnut laughed wholeheartedly. "Believe me. It's not what you think!"
"Then what is it about?"
Ruffnut sighed in defeat! Fine! She might as well know! She began explaining her scheme and all the little details. She promised to only look at them, so the princess need not worry. And maybe a little flirting... But nothing more. She can't really do anything as she has already appointed herself to be Eret's future wife.
Not that he agreed or anything but he hadn't actually rejected the idea either. So... Might as well.
"And since being jealous worked so well for you and Hiccup, might as well give it a go. It's genius! It's positively prime evil." She sighed happily. "I only wished I thought of that myself… but then again there is no one on Berk that Eret could be jealous off. Not Fishlegs or Snotlout or anyone. So thanks for the tip, Astrid." She chuckled emphasizing her name. Astrid went red.
"I wasn't jealous!" Astrid glared daggers at her friend who only laughed more.
"Did you, or did you not ran away when you found out Hiccup was going to be engaged to someone else?"
"Are you crazy?! That wasn't why I ran away! I needed to clear my head."
"Sure… keep telling yourself that. All I know is that this is going to work!" She clapped her hands in delight. "Now all I need is your brothers."
Astrid sighed shaking her head. "You are crazy."
"Thank you. Thank you very much." Ruffnut grinned from ear to ear.
Astrid was about to add another comment on her psychotic thinking when there came a knock on the door silencing them both.
One of her ladies in waiting stood in the door a bit nervous before fully entering.
"Princess Heather of the Berserker Kingdom." Her lady said bowing before ushering the raven haired princess into the room.
Astrid and Ruffnut looked at each other before standing up. They curtly nod at the usher as she went, a beautiful princess stood in her place.
"Good day to you, Princess Astrid." Heather smiled, bowing elegantly with her beautiful gown. "And to you my lady." Heather acknowledged Ruffnut who both returned the gesture.
"Princess-" Ruffnut drawled not really remembering although it was announced only a moment ago. Astrid remembered but stayed silent.
"Heather. Princess Heather." She stood straighter walking around the room. She looked at every detail of the realm in sheer astonishment, the same look Astrid had when she was first brought here. Everything was beautiful, far more so then she has ever imagined. Everything from the bed, to the walls, to the tapestries was a work of art.
"To what do we owe your visit?" Astrid asked, hands clasped together as her eyes followed Heather's every move.
"Oh I was merely curious on what the Queen's chamber looked like. It is rather stunning. Far more so then my own chamber at home." She walked a few more steps closer towards them. "I hope you don't mind me looking, Astrid. It was supposed to be mine." She flashed them a too bright smile that caught them off guard.
"It's fine. Just as long as you only look." Astrid held her head up high, looking directly into the other Princess' eyes.
Ruffnut snorted. "It had always been hers. She was just too stubborn to take it." She gestured towards Astrid in fondness.
"Ohhh. Of course I know. His majesty has explained everything to me." Heather nodded recalling her talk with the king that day. "Shame really, I was actually looking forward to be the Dragon Queen."
"Yes well, I'm sorry you had to travel this far only to go back without gaining anything." Astrid held her cool, an air of sophistication lingering from where she was standing.
Heather blinked innocent. "Oh. Didn't the king tell you? I'm staying here on Berk."
"Why on earth are you staying here?" Ruffnut asked surprised.
"Well… marriage or no marriage, I am very much interested in Berk and dragons. I want to learn what you know about them. So I asked permission from his majesty to let me stay."
"And he allowed?! Until when exactly?" Ruffnut looked at Astrid who remained stoic. If she was as surprised as her, she didn't show it.
"He told me I could stay as long as I needed. It was the least he could do after the broken engagement."
"Uh hello? You weren't even engaged!" Ruffnut pointed out. What the hell was she yapping about?
"Still, so much time has been wasted getting here and I would love to stay." Heather sighed dramatically emphasizing the last word. "Again I hope you don't mind." She directed her question towards Astrid, hoping to see her crack.
She had anticipated her to be fuming and to shout. She had heard about The Almiran Princess from her brother King Dagur. And according to the deranged king, Astrid was the most selfish, violent, proud woman he has ever met. She wouldn't allow anyone getting close to her and she only cared about herself and her reputation.
Heather had thought that if she told her about Hiccup's approval of her staying here (And her lack of knowledge regarding that matter); it would hurt Astrid's pride more than ever.
Astrid was a shallow, spoiled princess. She was all about reputation.
In this scenario, what would the people say? What kind of king would allow the person his fiancée would most probably be jealous of in the same vicinity as hers? People were going to pity her for allowing it, and Astrid wouldn't like it…not one bit.
Heather smiled, half expecting her to throw a fit and be violent. Then she'd probably get mad at Hiccup and end this engagement…again. (She's done it before there was no guarantee that she wouldn't do it again).
She was prepared for it. She was hoping for it. That way, Heather can reclaim her right to be the dragon queen. And she can do what was expected of her.
Heather didn't really feel guilty, knowing what an awful person Princess Astrid had been to her brother and to Hiccup (who seemed like a really nice guy). She was doing both of them a favor. Astrid didn't even like the king! She didn't even like dragons or Berk or everything it stood for. (Again, information from her brother). She was bound to lash out her anger anytime soon and send Hiccup and the rest of Berk to hell.
But she didn't.
Instead Astrid remained placid. She looked shock, yes, but she didn't come off as dangerous or even angry.
Instead she answered in a calm and collected voice. "Why would I mind? If my fiancée thinks it is for the best then I fully support his decision. It is after all the least we could do after wasting so much of your time." Astrid stated with conviction.
Heather's eyes widened. She was taken aback. She knew that look! She had seen it before. There was possessiveness in there. A bit of pride sure, and a little uncertainty but there was also trust and respect and more than anything there was fondness; an attraction… and could that be… love?
She shook her head. Could it possibly be that the proud princess actually wants the king of dragons? She raised her hand to her mouth, concealing her surprised state.
Dagur would have said impossible but Astrid's action spoke otherwise.
"I thought you did not want his majesty. Obviously I misunderstood." Heather's smile was teasing but the words hit Astrid as hard as Hiccup's slap when she first refused to be the Dragon Queen. Astrid blushed crimson while Ruffnut laughed by her side.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" She feigned innocence but Heather could see it clearly.
"Let go of your pride, Princess Astrid. It'll do as all some good." Heather smiled, this time genuinely. Until she completely does, Heather will be waiting in the side. "I do hope we could be friends after all this." She said bowing down low before turning around and walking out to the hall.
Astrid stared at the door for a while before turning to Ruffnut who looked amused and as confused as her. Astrid didn't know why but it seemed important.
"What the hell do you think is that about?" She asked unsure.
"I have no idea." Ruffnut smiled and shrugged. "Whatever it is... We best be ready for it."
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
So we have Hiccup being persistent, Toothless being well Toothless, Astrid… trying to accept, Ruffnut… hoping (Awwww :'( ) and Heather being weird. XD That about sums up this chapter.
I did say that things are getting better after chapter 10, right? Well, at least between Hiccup and Astrid it will be albeit a little.
Also, I shouldn't have to tell you guys this too soon but I feel like I must.
Astrid will still have trouble accepting everything. A few weeks on Berk cannot amount to the pain and suffering she went through for years. She just can't flip her beliefs in a snap of a finger. It's a process… and a rather long one at that. It will involve her going around and around her emotions, to the point of coming back up to where she started and repeating it again.
She's on this sequence syndrome where she starts accepting Berk (and dragons and Hiccup)... and then questions and hates it again. It's part of her cycle under Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. And I'm afraid to tell you that it's going to be like THAT for a while, but you have to bear with it. Because it's part of her development… it's part of her defense mechanism.
I'm no expert right? But I've actually consulted with my best friend about this. (Hello, Doctor Chrisselle!) And she is an expert (Psychology major and is now taking her Med degree focusing on neurosurgery... ugh she loves brains!) And she approves this behavior! XD
Fear triggers many split-second changes in emotion to help defend against danger or to avoid it. This "fight-or-flight" response is an anticipated reaction meant to protect a person from what she fears will hurt her. And when you actually went through a trauma involving death with blood and a body ripped out before your eyes… You have the tendency to develop disruptive, disrespectful, or destructive behaviors. Which is basically… Astrid. XD
Astrid, in all her glory is undergoing the following symptoms of her PTSD:
· Re-experiencing (Flashbacks—reliving the trauma over and over and bad dreams).
· Avoidance (Such as staying away from places, events, or objects that are reminders of the traumatic experience which in this case is BERK and all it represents. But because she is in Berk she tends to lash out and be irrational about everything and everyone involving it.)
· Cognition and mood (Feeling tense or "on edge", feeling emotionally numb, feeling strong guilt and depression , having angry outbursts and negative thoughts about oneself or the world (Well, Berk in general) with distorted feelings like guilt or blame.)
These symptoms have a tendency to make the person undergoing such conditions; feel alienated or detached from friends or family members. So although Astrid's mother and brothers tried to …they can't fully reach her because she's built up this too high wall in an attempt to protect herself.
And her father didn't help at all with all his stupidity after the said incident. In fact it only increased the risk of her trauma as she is forced to deal with extra stress after the event (The loss of a brother and a father). This later on resulted to her obsession with perfection and extreme fear of attachment, trust and love. Because really how can one trust love when her own father unloved her because of that one moment of imperfection?
In Astrid's case, the condition is chronic and it's going to take more than Hiccup to help her sort things out.
She finds it hard to accept everything about BERK because 1. She grew up in a culture where dragons are detested. And any affiliation with such beasts is considered a taboo. 2. That was even before she saw a dragon kill her brother Aspen in cold blood, in front of her, while she was still 10 years old (And God, I swear, that left a strong impression… because kids). 3. Because of that, she endlessly blames herself for the said death while she can't help but think that it is Berk's fault as well. (She openly lashes out at Berk in an attempt to redirect the guilt she feels because at times it could be overbearing. Also because she's tired of her brothers telling her it's not her fault when at best…she can't help feel that it is.) 4. She fears that once she starts accepting Berk (and becomes the queen of Dragons), her kingdom and her family will disown her. (Back to reason 1) And she already has a strong understanding on how that is like when their father ignored her for the rest of his life.
Astrid is trying though. And for the next chapters she will continue to try. It's a lot easier for her at this point mainly because reasons number 1 and 4 have been proven inadequate. (People are learning to accept dragons and her family approves and encourages the title and the union with Hiccup….) which gave her the reason to put aside her inner battle with herself and try.
And try you will, Astrid. Try you will. :)
To The Awesome Guest Reviewers:
(*)Guest 1: I figured that the sooner they talked about it, the sooner we can move on to the next plot of the story, which I'm excited about. Mainly Dagur… and Heather… and Ryker and Viggo. :D
(*)Mooncleaver36: Welcome aboard, new reader! It's always a pleasure to meet you guys. :D Thank you for sharing your thoughts, everything is appreciated and duly noted. First, regarding your concern, I hope the Author's note shed some light on Astrid's perplexed personality. I hope you'll understand her a little better now. :) Second, I've mentioned in the previous chapters, (You may have not noticed it because you read all 9 chapters in one go….which is amazing by the way) particularly in Chapter 4 (Confronting Dragons) that Astrid not only blames herself but Berk as well. If I were completely honest though, she blames mostly herself but still openly lashes out at Berk in an attempt to redirect the guilt she feels because at times it could be overbearing. Also because she's tired of her brothers telling her it's not her fault when at best…she can't help feel that it is. Lastly, I can't promise you I will stop with my random notes in the middle of the scene. (I will try to tone it down though but I won't stop it completely) XD It's more for me then for my readers anyway. When I re-read my older works; I get a glimpse of what I was actually thinking while writing that particular scene. These notes of mine are part of my journey here. If that even makes any sense. *sweat drops* Also, I don't know if you're Filipino (but I'm guessing not)… but I tend to wave at my Fellow Pinoys "Kaway-kaway" when a particular scene comes up that has something to do with us. Like Hugot lines and such. It's an inside joke… a Pinoy Touch… a memo for my beautiful people. :D With that said I know it gets distracting but please feel free to ignore them. :) Again, THANK YOU! See you next chapter!
(*)iShipManyShip: Thank you, dearest Shela! :D I especially love the pun! HAHAHA! I hope this chapter will fuel your fandom needs. Hihihi *hearts*
(*)Guest 2: Awwwww! :') Thank you! I'm happy that you loved the Hofferson brothers. It means a lot. Astrid is going to some crazy shiz right now but like the song Demons, she's only trying to save those she loves from the destruction she can bring.
(*)Mark Andrew: Hi, love! Sorry this took longer than usual but I hope the length makes up for it. No more cliffies for a while. XD
(*)Guest 3: Although Fishlegs is a genius, he could be a bit off sometimes…particularly when timing an announcement! XD
(*)AFILIPINOLIKEYOU: MAHAL NA KITA! Hahahaha Charot! I FELT THE ALL CAPS INTENSITY! :D Glad that entertained you! It's always amazing to get positive feedback, especially from a kapwa Pinoy (medyo biased but I still feel the love) YESSSS! I hope you enjoy the rest of the story. There'll be a lot more hugot lines to come. I'm excited for those. And Astrid and Heather FIGHT? Hahahaha. There will be glaring and eyebrows rising but I'm planning to make them allies soon. Girls got to stick together. ;)
(*)Noctus Fury: Greetings my dearest, Friend! I have been waiting for you. :) It's always a pleasure to have a chat with his majesty, king of the Wilderwest. Yes, well it might hinder Astrid's progress in actually liking him, it will actually do them both some good. And of course you know that my darling Hiccup is the ever gentleman. I really can't see him forcing himself on Astrid in that way…well; I do (XD) but not anytime soon. Especially not now that she's still undergoing some emotional turmoil. I also can't wait till Hiccup starts snogging her lips off! And some other things that has something to do with marriage! Dun dun dun XD And don't worry about the (for you) fast updates. I'll be waiting no matter how long you read them! Take your time, your majesty. The gods know how a king's work is never done. :) Respect and love from my humble kingdom to yours. *curtsies* Until our next encounter! Ja ne!
THAT was a rather long Chapter and Author's note. Again, I hope you guys don't mind. Nobody has been complaining so far (And some actually love the lengthy chapters) so I'll take that as a good sign.
See you all soon!
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Lady-von-Bielefeld