The song is Thy Will be Done by Lady Antebellum and I wrote this for the song to be played from the start of the story (well, more lament).

The prompt for this was that before Hiccup and Aric had Zephyr, there was another before her. One that hadn't made it.


The Loss of a Child (Thy Will be Done)

I couldn't sleep that night. The moment Gothi had scribbled those few words, my heart shattered. Dead. Our unborn child was dead. My husband tried everything he could to help me, but in the end he understood that I just needed time to think, and went to sleep beside me. I knew the news was hard on him too—we had just lost our first child—but it was different for me. I couldn't understand what I did wrong. Everything was fine. At least…I thought it was. How could Freya do this to me? How could Frigga? Had I angered one of them? Had I angered Odin in some way? I was never very religious, but at that moment I didn't know who I could blame. Why had this happened?! In answer, words my mom had spoken to me in comfort echoed in my head.

Thy will be done… Thy will be done… Thy will be done…

I decided I wasn't going to get any sleep, so I went for a walk. The night was clear, and the moon was bright and full, but for once I didn't pay attention to any of it just staring at my feet as they trudged on through the land.

There was no explanation. It was done, and no matter how much I would try piecing together reasons nothing would satisfy me. The gods had taken the child for a reason. I had to believe that. I may never understand, but maybe I didn't need to. They know more than I do. They're gods. I thought that maybe if I just focused on that, then the pain would go away. It didn't though. Nothing did.

I kept repeating the phrase.

'Thy will be done… Thy will be done… Thy will be done…' but no matter what I still felt like my heart was shattered into a million pieces. Tears starting to stream down my face, I began to say it, hoping it would somehow reaffirm it.

"Thy will be done…Thy will be done…Thy will… I know you see me. I know you hear me, Frigg. Your plans are for me… Goodness you have in store. I know you hear me! I know you see me, Frigg. Your plans are for me! Goodness you have in store, so…"

I wasn't sure who I was trying to convince, but I think it was myself. Everything would be okay. We could always try again. Whatever happened didn't happen because of me. Gothi had said she had no idea what could have caused the miscarriage. She had made sure to try and make me understand that it wasn't my fault. I hadn't listened, but maybe she was right. Maybe mom was right. Maybe this wasn't my fault.

Thy will be done. Thy will be done. Thy will be done.

"I know you see me… I know you hear me, Frigg…"

With my tears slowed to a stop, I knew it'd be okay. For whatever reason the gods had taken my unborn away from me, but it'd be okay. I'd be okay.

"Thy will be done…" I whispered one last time to the moon before heading back and trying to get some sleep before the sun rose. I hadn't even realized I'd been crying all night.