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To Be With You

By: Lady-Von-Bielefeld

Chapter 13: Death and Duties

DIIIIIIIIING! DIIIIIIIIING! DIIIIIIIIING!

The Death Bell continued ringing as the group rushed their way towards the dragon's square. It was not an easy task, mind you, with only Hiccup, Astrid and Ruffnut being able to fit Toothless, the three other men had to run as if being chased by a whispering death. They immediately found their dragons out of the hundred dragons of Ingeborg, saddled up and took flight, heading to the town's square direction.

DIIIIIIIIING! DIIIIIIIIING! DIIIIIIIIING!

It was still early in the morning, the sun was still in the process of rising but there was already a crowd of people in the area, right in front of the king's platform; some still dressed up in their festival attires, most were in their sleep wear and fur, obviously coming out to hear the news.

Ingeborg was a small, yet proudly strong village. With over 800 in population, almost all of the people knew each other. That's what so special about small towns, small villages or even small kingdoms, the fewer you are, the more special connections you have with each other. Almost everyone has a memory with the other, no matter how big or small. And when Death comes knocking, they all start grieving for a lost that they will never recover.

The gang landed, across the king's podium causing the crowd to look in their direction with grieve-stricken faces. Astrid immediately climb down Stormfly and the gang followed her lead. As they started, in silence, towards the king's platform, the crowd parted and when they reached the first few people, they started bowing down, giving out condolences.

Astrid felt a shiver ran down her spine.

"We're so sorry for your loss."

"Ingeborg will never be the same."

"You have our condolences, our respect; you can always count on the people for assistance."

While in the middle of the aisle towards the platform, Astrid turned her head to the people at her back, asking if they understood any of this. The gang shrugged, with expressions of uncertainty that matched hers.

"I don't see mom and dad here, do you Tuff?"

"No. I can't find them anywhere, not even the help!" Tuffnut answered his twin, still searching the crowd.

"I can't find my pops, either." Snotlout interjected, worry evident in his voice.

"Me too." Fishlegs started shaking.

It was not until Gobber appeared on the platform, sighing and beckoning them to come closer, did Astrid feel that someone who died had something to do with them, with her.

Astrid felt a huge lump in her throat. Where was her father? Isn't he usually the one giving these announcements? Where was he?

When they finally reached and climb on the stage, Gobber started sobbing, rubbing his eyes with his good hand. Most of the people started shedding tears as well. Hiccup held on to Astrid's hand, preparing her for the worst.

"We're so sirry fir yir lost, Hiccup. Old Lady Gothi was as good as a woman can get." The metal hand man said, coming closer to him and giving him a big bear hug.

It took a few minutes for Hiccup to grasp the situation. He blinked a couple of times and then he felt devastated. Although he was not really related to Gothi, she was the grandmother he never had, the bringer of hope when he found none, the initiator of wisdom.

"B-but she can't! She can't, she promised… She promised." He stopped, thinking how selfish it was of him to want her to stay to keep her in this world when he knows what, who waits for her in the other world; Valhalla. But the thing is, he didn't want her to stay just because she promised to help him with curse, he wanted her to stay and see that he was going to be alright now, that he was going to fight. And he didn't even have the chance to properly thank her, for everything she done so far; for taking him in as her own, for the advices, for leading him to Astrid, for everything. He allowed a few tears to escape for the woman who had done so much for him in the smallest amount of time given.

"I know, son, I know." Gobber said still hugging him.

Fast paced Footsteps could be heard in the Elder's household as families of the royal court and the royal family assembled to decide what to do for old Lady Gothi's memorial service. They sat there in silence, still unavailable to grasp their loss.

Old lady Gothi was a woman of few words, okay, so she was a woman with no words to be exact but the impact she left on the people, particularly the other royal families who she got to mingle more often was inevitable.

The family heads sat side by side with each other in a circular position in Gothi's receiving room. The younger generation sat in front of them, squatting on the floor with aYak's fur as their shield from the cold. Almost all of the noble families only had one child, with the exception of the Larsons (who had little Gustav and a newborn baby girl) and the Thorstons (who had Ruffnut and Tuffnut).

"How exactly did she die?" Astrid asked worried that the little trip to the forest, old lady Gothi took last night was the reason of her death.

"Old lady Gothi died in her sleep, last night just before midnight." King Gustav explained how the help found her lifeless body before sunrise. They had a corpse expert examined her body that indicated the time of her death was before sunrise and the reason was that of old age.

"Before midnight, b-but…I saw her…we saw her way past midnight!" Astrid asked beckoning Ruffnut who was at a stake of shock.

"Astrid, maybe it was someone else you saw. At night, our visions do get a little blurry."

"No, dad! I know who I saw! We even talked to her and hugged her."

"Gothi can't talk, Astrid. She has never talked before, not after the incident." Losing the man she loved prove to be far more difficult than they know. It was a traumatic experience that led her to selective muteness.

"But she can and she did. Ruffnut, help me out here!"

Everybody's attention turned to the Thorston girl who blinked several times before nodding. They know what they saw; they knew who they talked to, why would they question them like that.

"I think they need sleep more than we do. They've gone crazy!" Tuffnut said in audible whisper earning a whack from his twin sister.

"Wi shudn't be tis surprise, after all, it is old lady Gothi. " Gobber explained, coming into the room, handing out warm yaknog. Gothi was an Elder after all, and "The Elders" were known for possessing great wisdom that surpasses that of the normal human capacity. It is said that they have the gift to see things that no one can; the past, present and possibly the future. It could be possible that she found a way to reach out to them even after her death.

"What did she tell you? Any future insights for the kingdom?" Fishlegs asked eager for new information.

"Yeah, what was her ghostly last statement?" Tuffnut asked, now more curious than ever. The noble families listened intently for the girls' answer.

Astrid's face turned tomato at and the question. She and Ruffnut shared a knowing look. How are they suppose to tell them that old Lady Gothi's last statement was that of love, about destiny and fate and nowhere near the kingdom and its future predicament.

"Ahhhh, you know, this and that; future duties to the kingdom and all. She didn't elaborate it, right -"She cleared her throat. "Right, Ruffnut?" She asked with the sweetest smile.

"Actually, no, it was about…." She saw Astrid glaring at her. "Oh yeah, about duties to the kingdom." You owe me big time, Hofferson!

Everybody gave a questioning look. The girls were clearly leaving something out on them but they didn't push the topic further. What's important is what Gothi left them with and that's why they were there, besides the preparation for her memorial services, that is.

"Speaking of future duties to the kingdom," King Gustav said, signaling Gobber to put down the big golden box in the middle of the circle. King Gustav stood up, opened it. Inside the box was Old Lady Gothi's last will and testament. He took out a large scroll, clearly in Gothi's handwriting and began reading it out loud.

As I lie in my bed and picture Ingeborg with the many spectacles of lights at the peak of its festival, I smile, knowing that I will leave the world, tonight in a most joyous occasion.

I think people understand things different when they get older. It's not about getting soft hearted or seeing things out of the ordinary. When you get older, you see so many perspectives and not just your own, that makes you believe that you are understanding things differently, now. You understand things better.

Parting is never easy but it is also inevitable. It is part of life's many changes; changes that will help those who I leave behind to stand up on their own and keep moving forward.

I am old and I lived a full life. I grew up, taught what I know, help in any way I could and served to the best of my abilities. I had an astonishing number of grand life experiences; I have real, true, glorious friends that turned into my family. I have loved the people and the kingdom and have felt the kingdom and its people, love me deeply and widely; enough to sustain my broken heart.

I have loved so deeply and got hurt because of it but I lived on, knowing that the day will come that I too shall be reunited with him and the many families and friends that await us. I had more years than any Viking can hope to attain. I am ready.

I made a difference, in the smallest ways possible but it is a difference all the same. It is time for me to rest and take my rightful place with the people I loved who had gone before us.

But before I do so, I leave behind my family's precious possessions to the following:

"To Gobber the Belch, I leave behind the Elder estate and my terrible terrors for his unwavering dedication to me and my family. He has always been the son I never had." King Gustav then gave the keys to the house to Gobber who was at this point, sobbing again. Among all other living person on Ingeborg, it was undeniable that he was the closest to the lady.

"To little Gustav Larson, I leave behind my first edition copy of The Tales of Lady Bielefeld, in hopes that he will grow up, keeping the stories' lessons close to his heart. May he apply it to similar situations when the time comes, helping out the kingdom and the people." King Gustav gave the big leathery- book with gold embellishments to little Gustav Larson, who immediately started scanning through the pages.

"But I can't read yet! There aren't even any pictures!" He huffed causing his helmet to fall behind him. They chuckled at his innocence.

"He's so lucky! I don't even have a copy and he has a first edition!" Fishlegs stated in envy.

"To Fishlegs Ingerman, I leave behind all my books, in the hopes that he may find it entertaining, informative and instructive. May he use his knowledge to the best of his abilities to aid Ingeborg in any way possible." King Gustav read, giving the golden library key to Fishlegs who shed a few tears.

"Thank you, old lady Gothi!"

"To Snotlout Jorgenson and to Tuffnut Thorston, I leave behind my father's golden twin swords, as a reminder of their strength and skill they posses is not just for them but for the kingdom as well. May they serve as pillars of strength throughout Ingeborg, shielding and protecting it from all harms." King Gustav and the others were a little confuse, twin swords to the not twins?

"Aren't I supposed to be your twin?" Ruffnut asked eyeing the golden sword that Tuffnut was now holding.

"Yeah because old Lady Gothi recognized my machoness and not your girliness, that's why you have no sword."

"And the fact that you and Snotlout here are more bronze and no brains have nothing to do with it?" Ruffnut asked disgusted. He was acting more and more like Snotlout's twin already.

"MOM! Ruffnut is being mean to me!"

"Ruff, you know how I feel about you being mean to your brother." Her mom scolded. Ruffnut rolled her eyes.

"DAD! Tuffnut is being a wimpy girl again!"

"Tuff, man up and shut up!" The Thorston head ordered causing Ruffnut to stick out her tongue. Daddy's girl rule!

"To Ruffnut Thorston, I leave behind the golden torch, in hopes that when it gets too dark, she will serve as a light to the people, as a lantern of wisdom, schemes and all. May she use her tactics help create a newer, stronger Ingeborg."

Ruffnut blinked at the golden torch once it was handed to her. Schemes and all? How did old Lady Gothi manage to know all of these things, not just about her but everyone else? I know she's an elder, but what gifts do they posses to be able to see and know such personal things?

"To Princess Astrid Hofferson, I leave behind my golden mirror..."

"Probably because you're so vain." Tuffnut snickered causing a whack from his father behind him. "Sorry! Jeez, what is up with all the people whacking me today?"

"Because you're stupid!"

"RUFFNUT!" Their mom glared in warning.

"Sorry, mom!" This time it was Tuff who stuck out his tongue.

"In the hopes that it will help you see yourself and all you ever can be, as the future queen of Ingeborg." King Gustav handed her the round golden mirror. She looked at it and saw her reflection staring back at her. "May you find the strength within yourself to rule our kingdom with diligence, courage and honor."

"I also leave my golden double edge axe, to the princess as a reminder that we are Vikings, strong and proud; that no matter how life changes us, we must never forget our roots." Astrid was hesitant to get it, at first. She already knew that. She had her mother's axe to remind that but she took it anyway, out of respect to the woman who had helped her in ways unimaginable.

"May Ingeborg, through you, move forward to a new world and at the same time instill the values of our old one. You have the heart of a queen and the soul of a Viking. Only you can bring our worlds together. That is who you are."

Astrid looked at her father who nodded in approval, soon all of the heads of the noble families started nodding as well. This is who she is and she should embrace it.

"Finally, to my only grandson, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, I leaved behind my Golden Watch Compass…" King Gustav showed the golden object. It was round and had two small buttons at the top. Pushing the left button opened the clock that was located in front which had the official seal of Ingeborg engraved on it. And pushing the right button opened the compass that was located at the back which had, to their surprise, engraved the official seal of the ruined kingdom, Berk. It had a pair of golden dragon wings at the sides. It was held by a golden chain that can be worn around the neck like a pendant, a big pendant.

"As a reminder that everything will be resolved in time and that you, no matter what, will always find a way back home. May you find what you're looking for, may you be great, brave and selfless." Hiccup blinked, wearing the object to his chest, examining and clearly knowing that this was indeed the seal of Berk. How did she manage to get this? This has two different sides of two different seals of two different kingdoms. Hiccup let it pass, knowing that, in time, all will be revealed.

I leave behind these precious possessions in the hopes that when a time comes you need it the most; it will be there to serve as a reminder of my unending faith in you and your abilities as future leaders and defenders of our small yet proudly strong kingdom.

I leave this world in peace, knowing that it is in the more than capable hands of the next generation of nobles and Ingeborg's future Queen.

You are Ingeborg's hope. When you carry your positions well, you carry all of us with you. I wish you good luck. Make us all proud.

Lady Gothi Elder

As much as King Gustav wanted to do everything according to the reformed, change ways of life, he simply just couldn't. There wouldn't be days to mourn nor there a burial to the grounds. He felt that old lady Gothi deserved more than that, what she deserved was a proper, Viking traditional burial. And that's what she got.

Old lady Gothi was dressed in a white gown, as she was laid in a wooden boat. One after the other, they gave her grave offerings; the amount and the value of the goods given equal of that of a priestess. She was after all, their priestess.

It was nearly sunset, and all of Ingeborg have gathered near the shore. All of the town's people came and paid their last respect to the woman who has, in more than one way, protected Ingeborg through advices, strategies and her predictions that were always, always accurate.

Gobber was the last one to give his grave gift, a golden urn with the emblem of Ingeborg in the middle.

"Is that?" Astrid asked her heart hopeful.

"What do you mean 'that'" Tuffnut asked, grabbing the urn and shaking it for good measure.

WHACK! Ruffnut whacked, grabbing the urn from her brother.

"I think the girls are saying that, that is old lady Gothi's lover." Fishlegs explained, noticing their sadly romantic faces.

"Ewwww. You mean that's the old dude who's been dead for like ever? And you guys are touching it?" Asked Snotlout, not wanting to get his hands dirty.

"Boys are so dense and stupid, it's disgusting!" Ruffnut stated in irritation, men, really!

"Well, girls are so sensitive, it's disgusting-er!" Tuffnut said rubbing his head for the nth whack that day.

"I think it's only proper." Hiccup said with a soft expression. "They may not have been with each other in this life, but possibly, in the next. No doubt about it, they will be together."

With those words, he took the urn from Ruffnut, climb on the boat and placed the urn on top of Gothi's chest, he placed her hands over it to make sure it won't fall during the trip.

"May the gods welcome you to Valhalla, Lady Gothi. May you rest in peace in the arms of your beloved." He bent down, kissing her forehead and covering her body with the white cloth.

"Thank you, for everything." He whispered. Please watch over us.

By the time he got off, the men started pushing the boat to the sea. With the boat finally in the waters, the members of the noble families and the royal family, one by one shot their flaming arrows to the boat, causing it to flame up towards the direction of the setting sun. They watched with heavy hearts, as it drifted further and further away.

One by one, the people started leaving. The loss was painful but it was bearable and they had to move on with their lives. Soon everyone was gone, everyone excepts Astrid and Hiccup.

Astrid entangled her fingers through Hiccups, she was hesitant at first, knowing this was her actual first move but she sighed in relief when he closed his fingers tightly around hers.

"It's okay. We're going to be okay." She said leaning on to his broad shoulders. Hiccup allowed himself to lean his left cheek on her head. He nodded looking at the ocean. I'm okay because you're still here.

"AHEM!" King Gustav cleared his throat behind them causing them to jump in surprise and release each other automatically, both turning red when they faced the questioning look of the king. So, they haven't told him yet. But what's to tell? They aren't officially a couple. Well, at least they didn't say they were.

"Ah-, yo-your majesty. I- I was just, ahmmm. You see it was all ah-. Astrid was just. Great Odin's beard, help me." He stuttered causing the king to laugh.

"Astrid, sweet heart, do you mind if I have a word with sir Hiccup of Berkenfeld?"

"Bu-but, dad, it was just ah-"

"Astrid, it's alright. You'll see him tomorrow." The king assured, winking at the princess who heaved a sigh of relief. She nodded, faced Hiccup and hugged him, in front of the king.

"I'll see you tomorrow." She whispered loud enough for the king to hear. She came over and hugged the king as well, then started walking away.

"If he lives that long!" The king called out causing Astrid to stop.

"DAD!" She whined.

"It was a joke! HAHAHAHA!" He said beckoning her to go home with Gobber who was waiting at the far end.

Hiccup felt as if he was going to be a victim to a murder but when the king looked at him, he stared with loving eyes.

"You know, I never seen her smile like that again, since her mother ran-flew away."

He blinked. He did not know what else to say. How do you respond to that type of statement?

"I think hiring you is one of the best decisions I've done."

"T-thank you, your majesty. It's an honor to be serving you and the kingdom."

The king sighed. Hiccup didn't know if it's because he was tired or because of him.

"The thing is, I need to ask you a favor."

"Anything, your majesty. As long as , as long as I can do it."

"I need you to stay in Ingeborg. As the last living descendant to The Elder family, I need you to represent them in the royal courts."

Hiccup's eyes widened. He can't stay in Ingeborg, not for too long.

"It won't be too long." King Gustav answered as if reading his mind. "Lady Gothi did tell me that you won't stay here forever, that you're just passing by, that you have other duties to fulfill. But until the time comes that we find a replacement family for the Elders, will you serve in the royal court?"

"I—I don't know anything about, t-this kingdom, your majesty. Clearly, I won't know anything about th-the courts." He stuttered. He doesn't know what they did there, how they handled things.

"It will be fine. I just need you to represent them, until this week ends."

"This week?"

"Tomorrow, the Norraninas are coming. I need- Ingeborg needs all the good publicity she can get. She needs all of her noble families present."

Hiccup hesitated at first, not wanting to be too involved in Ingeborg's affairs; as if his relationship, if they can even call it that, with Astrid wasn't too much involvement already. But he gave in, knowing that it will only be until this week. It was the least he could do for the Elders. It was the least he could do for Gothi.

"You can count on me, your majesty. I'll be there." The king placed a hand on his shoulder and thanked him. Tomorrow will be another day.

"So why are we here again? Tuffnut asked loosening his collar. He was not use to these court assemblies neither was he use to these formal attires.

Everyone in the royal court families was dressed so formally in royal blue hues and white. The royal family, King Gutav and Astrid were dressed in Red and gold. They were walking towards the great hall with their parents behind.

"I think it's on the job training. Seriously after old Lady Gothi's last will and testament yesterday, my folks have been putting pressure on me." Fishlegs sighed.

"I know right. Like, I can't even fix my hair anymore without them noticing." Snotlout commented, waving his raven locks.

"Frankly, even if you fix your hair, no one will care to notice." Ruffnut stated in disgust. It's weird how the men are the more vain ones in this kingdom.

Snotlout blinked as the fullness of Ruffnut's statement hit him. "HEY! Whatever! Too much awesomeness can't be contained!"

They ignored him. It was the best thing they can do.

"Seriously, Astrid. Why are we here?"

"Dad said something about a visitor, The Norranians, I think." She answered unsure. They did not have time to discuss it last night.

"WHAT? We woke up this early and dressed these goofy assembly outfits for some kingdom?" Tuffnut asked in bewilderment. He was still so tired from the previous day. Hardly any of them got a decent sleep.

"YEAH! What are we, welcome committee?" Ruffnut asked, irritated by her royal blue gown.

"It's not just some kingdom." King Gustav said from behind causing the Thorston Twins to quiver in fear. They immediately faced him and started pointing at each other.

"Ahhh. It was Tuffnut who said it."

"Ruffnut agreed to it!"

"I don't have anything to do with it!" Snotlout started walking faster, dragging Fishlegs with him.

"It's not just some Kingdom. It's the kingdom." He explained. King Gustav rolled his eyes. Really, these kids. "The most powerful a kingdom can get."

"I thought we were the almighty kingdom?"

King Gustav chuckled. "Strong and proud, yes. But almighty? It will take a lot more for us to be considered as that."

"This kingdom here, the one that we will welcome is like any other kingdom you know. They are advanced in fields of weaponry, machinery, medicine and more. It has over 600 other kingdoms, ready to answer to them on their beck and call. They are strong, they are feared and they are here."

The younger generation swallowed hard. Could a kingdom really be that powerful?

"You mean it's all that and more? It sounds a lot like Berk to me." Fishlegs looked at Hiccup who shook his head in return. It couldn't be Berk. Berk fell into ruins years ago.

"Aye! It's all that and more! There are indeed rumors that siy wen Berk fell entoo ruins, most of the people migrated thir. Thus the explanation ti their greatness. They are the closest thing yiv got ti the descendents of Berk." Gobber explained further looking at Hiccup who raised a questioning brow. And you never told me this before! Hiccup thought, glaring at Gobber who scratched his head.

"What's the ruler of this almighty kingdom like?"

"They say that by far, the ruler has been the greatest; just, intelligent, mighty, strict, courageous, demands discipline and exercises power well; the main reason for Norranians greatness. "

Snotlout quivered. "I haven't met him yet and I'm already intimidated!"

"Sounds like a great king!" Fishlegs commented taking note.

King Gustav raised his brows. "Who said anything about a king?"

They were already in the great hall. King Gustav sat on his throne; beside him was Astrid as she sat on her mother's throne. The other heads of the noble families sat on chairs provided for them while the younger generation stood up, in a semi circle position; Fishlegs, Tuffnut and Snotlout, stood beside the king. While Hiccup and Ruffnut, stood beside Astrid. All, eagerly waiting for the Norranians arrival.

"Well, you said;' just, intelligent, mighty, strict, courageous, demands discipline and exercises power well' sounds more like a man to me. No offense ladies." Tuffnut snickered.

WHACK! Astrid threw her shoe at him.

The King laughed. "Heavens, no! The Norranian Kingdom is ruled by a queen."

"WHAT?!" The men asked in unison.

"Are you really surprised? Hello, future queen here!" Astrid waved.

"Yeah, Astrid, come on! 600 kingdoms?"

"And she's your age." King Gustav added. "Probably the best explanation why I dragged you along, besides the fact that you are the future leaders and all."

"Oh my gods. That has got to be one hell of a queen!"

"Tell me about it!"

"Rulers like that only come out once in a century!"

"Do you think I have a chance? I am a princess magnet?" Snotlout asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"She's a queen! She'd want a man and not a boy!" Ruffnut answered deadpan.

"Presenting, The kingdom of Norranian!" The presenter announced causing everybody in the podium to fall silent.

As if on cue, the doors to the great hall opened, a swarm of guards marched in and at the end of the line, stood a woman in a beautiful green gown ornamented with gold and rubies. She was wearing a brown cloak that reached above her head making it impossible for the others to get a glimpse of her face.

"Why is she wearing a cloak?" Tuffnut asked to his sister who was across from him.

"It's cold outside, stupid!"

"Well, she's inside now, stupider!"

"It's a Norranian tradition, to reveal identity only at a close distance." The king explained as the queen of Norranian made her way through the hall. The guards parting like the red sea and saluting her as she walked past them.

Hiccup didn't know why but his heart beat quickened with each step the queen grew closer. He felt as if there's something eerie familiar about her.

When she was only a few feet away, she stopped in mid track.

"Welcome, your eminence to Ingeborg." King Gustav stood, bowing. Everyone else stood up and bowed as well.

The queen didn't do or say anything. She just stood there, for a while, casually tilting her head to the side.

"Awkward." Snot lout whispered but everybody heard. Astrid glared at him. "Shut up!" She hissed.

A moment later, the queen dashed towards the group in such haste, causing the room to fill with gasps.

She came in and engulfed Hiccup in a tight embrace, clinging on to him as if her life depended on it. Her cloak fell to her shoulder, revealing long, curly, raven locks and a snow white complexion.

"Oh, Hiccup, it's been too long." She said, still hugging him.

Hiccup shivered against her cold skin and at the same time stiffened at the contact.

"I missed you." She said, holding both of Hiccup's shoulder, facing him.

A shock of recognition fired its way to Hiccup's system as he gazed at the beautiful woman in front of him; long raven locks, forest green eyes, a button nose and that sadistic smile.

"H…HE…HEATHER!"

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Soooooooo. I don't know what to say! 0_0 HAHAHAHA. If you guys noticed (someone did, *winking at you PrincessArien*) I was building up the Norranian kingdom ever since chapter 3, and again in chapter 9, because they will indeed play an important role in this story.

NORRA is Old Norse for NORTH(The North Kingdom) I added 'NIAN' in the hopes it won't be too obvious. I hope you guys were at least surprised, because if you're not, seriously I'm going to cry out of frustration! Huhuhu

And sorry to disappoint those who thought it was Mildew (LOL! I laughed until my stomach hurt) or King Gustav (I still need him) who died. A lot of you were right though, about it being Gothi! *gives virtual cookie*

Oh you know there's some Harry Potter Reference in there! I specifically followed his last will's pattern with all the "In the hopes of" because, just like those objects he left (to Harry, Hermoine and Ron), the golden objects left by Old Lady Gothi will be of use to the gang. And of course I had to use Valka's famous line about having the heart of a chief and the soul of the dragon, I don't know about you guys, but I was crying like crazy during that scene.

OKAY, so the flow of events is going fast. You know what that means?! It means I have a serious problem with pacing. HAHAHA. Nah, I'm just kidding (Although I do sometimes, weirdo). It means we're nearing towards the CLIMAX towards THE inevitable END. :) Just a few more chapters to go! Thank you for the love and support, so far!

Oh and just so you know I update at random. Depends on the load of school work I have to do. AND I usually have a sign. When I start replying to reviews, you know I'll be updating within that day, or the next day. When I write, I usually stay away from Fanfictio . Net, because I get sucked in to it. IT MAKES ME FEEL GUILTY, replying when the next chapter isn't half way done yet.

Anyways, now that the BIG REVEAL is over, I'm guessing you have a lot of predictions, insights and *very* good guesses on how this story will continue. SO FIRE AWAY! I'll be waiting for them. You know how much I love answering to them. :-3

See you next chapter! It will definitely be featuring a confrontation scene between Hiccup and Heather. Waaaaaaaa!

Ja Ne!

Lady-Von-Bielefeld