Alrighty, just a short one, been dragged away from the keyboard alot lately to cover a guy at work, so this is all I could get down I'm afraid.

ALSO, FF has been a royal pain in the you know what, I've lost hours on this chapter through the site crashing on me after making tedious changes such as sentence structure, its also been doing random things like changing up the formats, and then for the cherry on the cake it seems to be leaving a lot of stuff I save in script, so yeah. GRRR (Any other writers reading this suffering from these issues? or just me?)

(For reference this is how it was / is saving everything.)

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I have an extra 1-2K Words that was supposed to go in this chapter saved like that... and trying to sort it is like some sort of sick torture to the point I'm going to just re-write it all. So bare with me ha.

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The good news is im fine, don't know how all the errors got through, maybe just a bad day. Cheers for the concern! Also the food competition was where I tried to get you guys to come up with the wackiest food combo to have, so you came up with "Suahi sandwiched in bread with cheese and a soup of carriof and banana to dip the sandwich in. " And with FF acting up it might take me a while to build up the courage to even log back in to fix the errors ha, cheers for pointing them out though.

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They made them out of real hair, with the cheaper wigs being made from horse hair and similar animals. Fun fact about those wigs, they were often infested with lice. Also glad someone liked the character developement with Hiccup, I thought it might have scared a lot of people off as it appears in my research Hiccup is a character many are fearful to corrupt.

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After eating with Cami Hiccup decided to cover up and went to find what is left of his shirt. Arriving in the room he awoke in he found his shirt hanging up in a large oak wardrobe, and while it had been washed Hiccup shook his head in annoyance as he looked at what was once his trademark green shirt, the tunic having now become dyed a dark maroon. Tossing the shirt aside, and not even looking at the few shirts Elsa's servants had brought for him he pulled his armour on, collected his weapons and then limped out to the courtyard, Cami on his heels..

"What are you doing?" Asked Cami curiously as he stopped near the fountain, using it to rest his crutch.

The chief turned to look at her momentarily before gesturing for her whistle which hangs around her neck like a charm, the whistle having been made to look like a piece of cheap wooden jewellery to avoid detection. Cami didn't hand it over to him to blow as she did not want his saliva all over it, so instead, she blew it for him. "Well," Cami then stated after blowing it hard enough that her right ear popped, "This will be interesting, daylight and all."

"Yes." Hiccup agreed as he scanned the skies with his eyes, a rare few grey clouds having started to blow in from the west. "Just get on Rjóðr when he arrives and be gone, no hassle."

Cami nodded as she too leant against the water fountain, she had no intention to stay around and have her dragon poked and prodded like an exhibit. It was not long till a 9 meter long obsidian dragon landed in the castles couryard infront of Hiccup, and the Viking chief wasted no time swinging his leg over its neck and taking off at such a speed he barely noticed the way the entire courtyard came to a pause with his lizard's presence.

Landing merely seconds later at his original landing zone thick in the forest Hiccup jumped down from his dragon while cursing the fact he has forgotten his crutch on the courtyards water feature, but Cami came to the rescue as she landed next to Toothless moments after he grounded, "Forgot something?" She asked as she tossed him the wooden creation.

"Thanks," Hiccup mused after catching the item and having Toothless lean down to pick up one of his saddle bags that he had hidden in a bush so that any passerby would not easily find it, not that Toothless would let the passerby take it in any case. With Toothless's jaws clamped firmly around the bag the dynamic duo took off once more, but this time at a much gentler speed, so Hiccup did not have to put much effort into staying in the saddle.

Settling down after a short flight Hiccup looked around his surroundings, he landed on a sheltered beach with Arendelle city not too far away and in eyesight, yet getting to the city would require a small hike along a rocky beach. Happy the location would do for the intended purpose he slid down from his dragon just as Cami arrived.

"So, this is your grand plan?" She asked him as she cast her gaze along the rocky shoreline and towards the city.

"Yes," Hiccup responded as he had Toothless drop the saddlebag by a large rock and sitting himself down on another stone so he could search through the bag. Hiccup did not need to explain his plan; it is evident to Cami. From their location they would be visible to most of Arendelle's docks, meaning they are noticeable, and people can watch them interact with their fire-breathing companions from a safe distance. This safe distance means in the likely scenario an angry mob does gather to chase them off then the Vikings will be able to see them coming long before their arrival.

Finding something in his saddlebag, Hiccup pulled it out and mused to himself before standing carefully and dropping his armour and weapons, next came his pants and soon he was naked. "I'll make a fire," Cami commented as Hiccup vanished into the fjord, happy for the ability to bathe dried blood from his skin.

Considerable time later

While playing with a small nickel ball between both her hands Cami scanned the shoreline, and with a slight scowl at what she witnessed she sent the metal ball into the fjord, with two dragons scrambling after it in the hopes of being the first to find it in the murky water. With the dragons no longer pestering her for the metal ball the female Viking approached Hiccup who is once more passed out, but instead of being under a tree he is currently by a small fire. "Wake up," She demanded as she gently kicked his foot with her own. Not happy with the chief's efforts Cami kicked his foot again, "Come on you demented slob."

Sitting up with a startle Hiccup looked around a little dazed and confused before remembering all that had happened prior in the day, and with a small sigh he pulled himself up to sit on a rock, "How long till they are done?" He asked as he gestured to some fish sizzling over the fire with one hand and massaging his eyes with his other.

"Not soon enough," The bog responded as she made sure she is fully equipped with all her weapons and gizmos. Seeing that Hiccup is still a little sluggish from waking up she gestured with her head along the beach while saying, "We are to have company."

The Chief looked along the jagged shoreline, and sure enough, there is a handful of people scrambling over the large rocks in an attempt to get to them. Not wanting to stay for their arrival Hiccup started to pack his saddle bag. "We leaving?" Asked Cami, and her response came in the form of a nod.

While Cami did anticipate this move, it still saddened her to hear it, "Oh well, there goes my evening meal. Hope they choke on it." She silently complained before calling her dragon over.

Getting into the air Hiccup guided Toothless to fly them over the city low enough that people could see them in detail, but not so low that objects with sharp pointy bits at the end can be launched at them. After flying over the city the dragon riders once more arrived in the castle's courtyard. While Cami sent Rjóðr away the instant she disembarked Hiccup allowed Toothless to stay and walked the dragon to the water fountain he had become so fond of, "Drink," Hiccup instructed the dragon.

The dragon looked between Hiccup and the fountain twice, the Night Fury being a naturally cautious animal despite the ferocity it shows in battle is hesitant around the magical water that can defy gravity. "You need it," Hiccup encouraged the dragon, "Your skin feels like sandstone."

The dragon grumbled miserably before taking a few large gulps of water that significantly reduces the amount of water in the fountain. "Good," Hiccup commented, satisfied his dragon is no longer in danger of becoming seriously ill through dehydration. "Now go."

After watching his dragon flee from the castle, Hiccup turned to walk out of the palace but he came face to face once more with the short man from earlier, this caused Hiccup to groan internally. "What I have..." The man started but being injured, in pain, and frustrated with the fact he now has to introduce his winged friends to this part of the world Hiccup could not be hassled for what he had to say, and instead grabbed him by the neck so quickly the man could not react.

Before giving the man in his iron grasp any more of his attention he give a few onlookers a stern look that even his father would have been proud to have conjured. With the eyewitnesses infront of him pacified Hiccup turned his attention to the old man, pulling the man close he spoke in a low graverly voice that showed his frustration at being pestered again, "I do not have the patience.."

"King Hiccup!?" The Viking Chief turned his body and head slightly so he could see behind him. "Drop the Weasel; he has a bad habit of becoming an irritating nuisance."

Hiccup turned from Elsa and faced the old man, but before dropping him, he made sure to give a hard squeeze on the neck as a stern warning and then pushed him to the ground by said neck, a move which is sure to leave a lasting mark. After turning from the man on the ground yelping like a young ben who had just found out how painful a small Terror's bite could be, he considered the Queen and determined she looked tired, but he did not have the chance to voice his concern as Elsa spoke before he could. "We urgently need to talk, follow me."

The second Hiccup entered Elsa's private office the Queen shut the door behind him, and instructed him to sit, leaving no room in her voice for an argument. Sitting down Hiccup sighed, relieved to be off his feet, "So," Hiccup started after finding a comfy posture in the chair, "If you are looking for me to apologise to..."

"No." Elsa silenced him, "He has been an irritation to my family for a while now and to be frank; it was nice to see someone put him in his place without care for the political outfall of their actions."

Hiccup shook his head in mild amusement, "Everything here is political this, politics that, isn't it?"

"Yes, even what clothes you wear and the materials they are made from can cause political problems here."

Hiccup started to laugh, "How do you do it?" He asked seriously. On Berk people only cared what you wore if you are naked, or in clothes of the opposite sex, and doing the latter would usually cause more than political problems.

"With great difficulty." Confessed Elsa, "Now for why I've asked you here..."

"Dragons." Hiccup interrupted, "I know."

Elsa shook her head, while replying "That is one thing I need to discuss with yourself, but mostly I just wanted to thank you..."

"For?"

"For!?" Questioned Elsa bewildered as she leant back into a comfortable posture in her chair, "Do not even insinuate to me that you have forgotten your actions a few nights previously."

Hiccup shrugged and gestured slightly to his wound, "Not like this lets me, but that is something you do not need to thank me for."

"Just be quiet and accept my gratefulness of your actions. As for your wound, how are you?"

Hiccup looked down to where his armour still featured a small slit from where the arrow went in, the leather chest piece had stood no chance of protecting against the crossbow bolt from the close range he was hit, "I might survive, Odin willing it."

"I worry that Odin may not will it."

"Well," Hiccup replied, "Sofar he is willing it, how is the ice man?"

"Stop changing topic. If you need any aid or help, my entire staff are at your disposal."

Hiccup resisted the urge to shake his head, from what Cami told him earlier about her doctors call to take his blood he is most resistant to the idea of getting any assistance of any kind. "Noted."

Elsa, not entirely confident he would ask if needed did not want to linger on the topic so moved on, "On another note, how do you do it? Continue like normal when people have come to collect your head? It feels like every moment I linger on what-if scenarios, and question everything I believed in; it is unravelling."

"I have no other choice," Hiccup replied, knowing full well what Elsa is going through, "It is just something that happens."

"But surely it must dominate your thoughts? Since that fateful day, it is one of the only things I can think of. Had you not been there my men would have been slaughtered, and I would be at their mercy now."

Hiccup considered her comment before nodding, "I will not lie to you, the first time someone came looking for blood when I was 17 cycles of age, and it dominated my thoughts in the weeks immediately following. You will learn to grin and bear it."

"And what if I can't?"

The Viking shrugged as if the answer is obvious, "You learn, or you fall into madness."

This news alarmed Elsa, "Can you teach me how?"

"If I could I would," Hiccup replied in all honesty, "In my culture death is something we should embrace, for the gods will it. I have learned to live in peace with this motion, and as someone who follows another set of gods to yourself I can not easily help you."

"I see," The Queen could only reply disheartened by this news. "Then we should move on, as you are probably well aware of now, your dragons are no longer a secret."

"I know," Hiccup confirmed, "And I realise many people will want answers, and some will want more."

"I just want to emphasise now; for all you have done for my family, you are under no obligation to answer to anyone but yourself here. If anyone pushes you into doing something you are not comfortable with, direct them to myself, essentially what I am saying is if you want to keep your dragons hidden, I will not press the matter."

"I wish I could keep them hidden," Sighed the chief, "But to leave now will cause problems my people do not need." Hiccup could tell Elsa wanted to ask about the problems so started to explain before she could ask, "People will come looking, and my riders will indiscriminately destroy their ships thinking them to be hostile."

"Then what do you plan on doing about it?"

"I developed procedures for introducing dragons to new communities not long before the war," Hiccup admitted, "My first step is to allow the dragons to be seen from a distance interacting with people. I started to do this today, so a simple fly by, and spending time on a hard to reach beach in full view of your docks."

"The second step is allowing limited interaction with the local community; usually this takes place with farmers and lumber workers, basically anyone who works out of town. Finally, when we have been seen around the town for long enough to no longer be news, we approach on the ground and wait outside the village for their leader to make contact. If all goes well, he will walk us through the town, allowing the local population an up close view with the dragons."

"I see, and how long does all this usually take?"

"For a not so violent tribe or town, weeks," Admitted Hiccup, "And that is something I do not currently have, so my plan will need to be accelerated."

"Do you have any plans to do this?"

The Viking chief nodded as he adjusted himself in the chair, "Yes." He responded when comfortable, "Fortunately, the dragons have the support of you, Anna, and I hope Rapunzel. What I need now is for the people to see Toothless interacting with you three from a close enough distance that they can see what is happening in detail."

"What about the stadiums?" Asked Elsa before pushing her plan to Hiccup, "Land Toothless and Rjóðr in the performance area moments before a heavily anticipated event, where myself, Anna and Rapunzel will come to interact with the dragons."

"No, Change wings are not a safe species if I am honest for introductions, they are dominant, territorial and incredibly wary of new people. Putting Cami's dragon in an arena like that will be a disaster waiting to happen. It will have to be Toothless, and even then he is not the ideal dragon for this." Gronkle's to Fishlegs delight are the best species for this type of introduction, the docile dragons usually love all the attention they receive, and do not look so formidable that people flee from them like the plague. "But... your plan could work, do what you need to do and tell me a time. Sooner rather than later."

Elsa reached under her table and grabbed a piece of paper from a drawer to make sure she remembered to set up the event. "Excellent." She commented as she jotted down a few details, "Then we come to the last thing I need to talk to you about, with recent events, my council wants me to propose the idea of an official alliance."

"No," Hiccup reluctantly shook his head, he would love an alliance, but for the sake of this peaceful country, he could not accept one. "We currently have Umea on the back leg, but not so long ago we were on the back leg." Hiccup sighed a little as he remembered all that had happened in the war, "This conflict is far from over, but, when the war has come to its conclusion, and I have his head adorned on a stake, then I will allow my successor to deal with alliances."

"I see," Elsa replied, a little discouraged Hiccup is not initially willing to talk of alliances, "But news of your presence here is bound to have spread far and wide, far enough that surely even Umea Stranglehold Jorvik has heard. Establishing alliances can only help your footing, so to speak."

Hiccup rubbed his stubble of a beard before entering his so-called 'chief' mode that Astrid loved to tease him about. "Tell me then," Hiccup started to speak, with his tone being a little more dominant and husky than his usual laid back voice, and any who knew Stoick could easily hear his father when he spoke in this chief mode, "What do you want out of a potential alliance?"

Elsa knew this is the moment that she would either win Hiccup over to an alliance or push him away, "For now I want nothing more than simple trade agreements." She did not push for too much because she believed that while Hiccup could be a very sophisticated person, he also would be incredibly simple in the politics department and come with simple requirements.

Hiccup thought for a moment before scratching his jaw again, "And you are willing to accept the consequences should Umea win? That being a powerful opponent on your nation's borders."

Elsa nodded, "I have faith he will not win."

Hiccup considered her face for a moment, trying to work out of she was saying what he wanted to hear, or if she actually meant her words. While Hiccup desperately needed some resources, he did not want to drag another nation down to the depths with him. "Fine," He relented after a while, "I do not have much to trade, but what my people do have is knowledge. Specifically knowledge of how to craft weaponry capable of hacking through the toughest of scales and thickest of armours. I can have a forge worker set up shop in town, and he will equip your army with Ulfbehrt weapons made of Gronkle Iron."

Elsa if she is honest with herself, does not know the slightest bit about weapons, yes she understands they usually come with a pointy bit or a sharp side, but that is about it. "I will need someone to inspect some of your weapons, to verify their quality compares if not outshines our own. If they are indeed better than our own, then I am willing to offer shipments of food, including wheat, boar, cattle and barley. This is on the condition that you do not provide other nations such weaponry."

While the trade would be very one-sided, with Vikings receiving more than their trade is worth in physical value, Elsa did not mind, because when the Vikings win their war, then Arendelle will be in Viking good books for when they can trade other materials, leading to better deals which would hopefully balance the books.

"Then I accept the initial proposal. We can talk numbers when your people verify Cami's weapons." While Hiccup would have provided his own weapons for experimentation, every one of them is unique in that the steel is black, and forged using experimental methods he is not yet willing to give up, meaning the product he would deliver will not be the same as advertised. Cami's primary weapons, however, are still devices forged using traditional Ulfberht methods and therefore would be perfect for demonstrations.

While the Queen believed talking trade with Hiccup would be a simple matter, never in her life did she think it would be so quick, all she wanted to do now in this conversation was raise the prospect with Hiccup, and nothing more. Had the Queen been dealing with any other nation then she would have had to endure hours upon hours of talking just to agree on what resources and trade are wanted, before spending another week or two battling out the numbers of what will be delivered back and forth. "Excellent," Elsa proceeded to respond, "Then in both our nation's interests, can I ask you to refrain from talking about this conversation till the documents are officially signed."

"What conversation?" Asked Hiccup with a wiggle of his brow, ", And I should be going, no doubt Cami is getting upto mischief without me."

"Yes," Egreed the Queen, "By any chance you nor your Bog would know what happened to Lord Jorvik's hair, would you?" By the way the Queen is smiling it is evident she had been able to connect the dots.

"Wouldn't know what you are talking about," Hiccup responded in sarcastic innocence as he stood, "But I must go, I will need to get a few stiff drinks into Cami before even approaching the topic of handing over her weapons."

"Hmm, and yourself no doubt. Just be careful Hiccup, you can not go falling over from being inebriated in your current state."

Hiccup waved a hand, dismissing the motion that falling over would be so dangerous, "I'll be fine." And with nothing more to say the Viking limped to the door, but stopped when Elsa called out to him.

"Are you attending tonight?"

Hiccup turned to face her, "Tonight?"

"I am hosting a music extravaganza in my gardens tonight, you are most welcome to attend."

Hiccup considered this before replying, "Depends if I can still stand."

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