A/N: I know I said no constant updates, but I have a paid week off from work this week, so I want to get as much writing in as I can this week for this story as well as all the others I'm currently writing. So, some of my readers asked what's the timeline for this story, and my response is 1000 AD because Vikings died out around the early 11th century. Alright, Heather is going to become the first woman that Hiccup takes up in his harem. Again, I'll explain how his harem is going to work as the story progresses, some of the women will be in higher standing than others. This chapter will contain angst but also fluff as well as comfort sex. Let's get to it.
(Normal pov— New Berk)
When Hiccup woke up the following morning, it was to the delightful sensation of something hot licking and kissing away at his already half-hard cock. His needy groan in response must have been enough to tell Astrid that he was awake, because just a moment later his ministrations gained a lot more purpose, a nimble tongue swirling around his glans before eager lips took him in and the sudden suction made him nearly arch off the bed while moaning in pleasure.
Hiccup greatly enjoyed waking up like this, squirming beneath his wife's skilled mouth as she took him down her throat, the tight muscles clenching when she swallowed around him was nearly his undoing. He mewled and trembled at the exquisite sensations, ready to burst in an almost ridiculous short time, granted it was first thing in the morning, but also because of his wife's knowledge of him, Astrid was just too good at this and knowing what would send him over the edge. It only took a few minutes, then Hiccup came with a guttural groan, Astrid swallowing him down nearly too much for his sensitive nerves. He lay still, panting, when Astrid pulled back, there was a teasing spark in her azure eyes as she crawled back up Hiccup's body, placing playful kisses along his lean, toned body and on his nipples before claiming his mouth in a deep kiss, one he returned eagerly.
However, before any intimacy could continue, the sudden cries of Zephyr pulled them apart, and these early morning cries told Astrid that her daughter was hungry.
"I suppose this will have to wait."
Smiling at his wife, Hiccup pecked her lips and nodded. "It will. But for now, we need to prepare to leave this place and Scandinavia," the sound of horns outside caused Hiccup and Astrid to share a look before the young king sighed heavily. "I can't believe we're leaving behind another home. We fled Old Berk because I had played into Grimmel's hands, now we're leaving our homelands entirely because of plague and famine."
Reaching for a new pair of clothes, Astrid shrugged. "On the bright side, we have our dragons by our side once again," she then beamed. "Oh, I can't wait to be back in the air."
Smiling, Hiccup couldn't help but agree with his wife's excitement that the dragons were back among them and that he'd be back in the air.
"Right, I'll go ahead and feed Zephyr, do you mind packing what we need for the journey ahead of us, babe?"
"Of course, Milady."
Getting up out of bed, Hiccup approached a basin full of water and washed away the stenched of sweat and sex that clung to his body. Looking into a mirror, Hiccup took in his appearance, his lean, toned body was something he was very proud of thanks to years of working as the blacksmith in Old Berk, riding dragons, and combat training. Not only was he physically sound, but he also admired the tattoos he had received in his early years as chief, he bore tattoo sleeves along both his biceps, and on his sternum was a well-detailed tattoo of Toothless from a birds-eye view with his wings spread while other Nordic tattoo designs connected to the wings and wrapped around his broad shoulders and stopped right at the tip of his upper spine.
Once he was done washing, Hiccup threw on some clean clothes and began packing for both himself and his family. And although they couldn't bring everything they possessed with them on the journey ahead, Hiccup packed many personal effects. Hiccup then found Astrid joining him and quickly giving him Zephyr so that she too could wash and throw on clean clothes. Pressing a tender kiss to his daughter's head, Hiccup cradled her in one arm while grabbing his effects and heading out of the bedroom and entering the Hall, where Valka, Gobber, and the rest of his inner circle awaited.
"Good morning everyone."
Kindly taking Zephyr, Valka returned her son's sentiment and wrapped her free arm around his waist to pull him close while pressing a kiss against his temple. Every time Valka would shower him with affection, Hiccup always felt a pleasant warmth pool in his belly, perhaps it was because he hardly ever received such affection as a boy or maybe it was because he loved how tactile Valka was. Either way, Hiccup was glad his mother was by his side.
"Sleep well, Chief?"
Giving a nod at Eret, Hiccup then yawned. "I did, thank you, Eret," he then gave his friends a sad smile. "Hard to believe we're about to embark on another exodus, huh?"
"I'll say. So long as you know what you're doing, we shouldn't have too much of a problem," Snotlout teased idly. "After all, you do have your moments, dear cousin."
Rolling his eyes at Snotlout's antics, Hiccup then looked to Fishlegs. "I assume everybody is loading up the ships?"
"Most of our allies are loading up, while our fellow Hooligans are still preparing for the journey ahead of us," he then squealed in excitement. "Oh, I can't wait to see a whole new world with Meatlug!"
Barking out a laugh, Tuffnut playfully punched Fishlegs in the arm. "I'll say! It feels like an eternity since I've seen something blow up while on Belch."
"What an adventure this will be," Ruffnut grinned at her brother before looking at Hiccup. "So, our first stop is England, is it?"
Nodding, Hiccup gestured to the maps that still resided on the table they had convened at the previous evening. "There still remains a sizeable Viking presence in England, but according to traders and travelers, the new king of Wessex, Norbert the Dastard has made many false promises to our people by saying that they can settle in England but has slain many of the farming communities that we've tried to see flourish and prosper. And according to those who have traded with King Norbert, he's nothing but a pompous fool who hides behind a fierce, ruthless sect of Christian warriors known as the Zealots," while neatly folding the maps and his own personal map, Hiccup shook his head. "Our presence in England will draw attention since we will be arriving in great numbers, the kings of each Saxon kingdom will believe we're another "Great Heathen Army," when in reality, we're only coming to England to rally the rest of the Viking people."
"Well, that all sounds delightful, but what if these Vikings don't want to join our cause and find a new place to settle?" Eret inquired. "After all, these lot have staked a claim to the Saxon land they've captured, and they won't leave it unless you give them a good reason to."
"Eret's right," Astrid said once she dressed and wrapped in warm furs. "Not every Viking colony and settlement in England will want to join your new Viking kingdom. How do plan on swaying them to our side?"
Smiling at his wife, Hiccup leaned in and pecked her lips. "Let me worry about that, Milady," he then turned to Gobber. "When the time comes, will you and the blacksmiths under my command be ready to forge new weapons and equipment made from Gronckle Iron?"
"Aye lad, don't you worry about that," Gobber grinned. "If and when the Saxons decide to attack us once we arrive in England, we'll have the advantage of lighter yet stronger weapons."
Letting out a pleased grunt, Hiccup then gestured around the Hall. "Look around these chambers one last time. They're now the humble trappings of yesterday," the young king then nodded towards the door. "Shall we?"
"We shall, babe," Astrid smiled. "We shall."
Upon exiting the Great Hall, Hiccup was momentarily blinded by dawn's light before his eyes adjusted to it. He was then greeted by the sight of tens of thousands of Vikings advancing towards the harbor, thankfully the Vikings carried their respective banners so that it was easier to tell which Vikings belonged to which tribe, clan, or kingdom. Not only were there a figurative sea of men and women, but also dragons, their numbers were far greater, however, since many of the dragons from the Hidden World have been there far longer. Hiccup handed Zephyr back to Astrid so that he could summon his reptilian companion.
A familiar roar of excitement suddenly filled Hiccup's ears, and before he could react, he was knocked to the ground while his eyes lay on big green eyes with wide pupils and a gummy smile. "Good morning, bud!" He then laughed when Toothless gave him a lick across his face while nuzzling against his chest. After hugging his dragon's head, Hiccup then introduced his daughter to the Night Fury for the first time. "Toothless, I'd like you to meet Zephyr, my daughter." Astrid approached Toothless with a smile and held a hand out, he pressed his snout against her palm before withdrawing and looking over Zephyr with great interest. Gently sniffing her, the future heir to the Viking people looked into the Night Fury's eyes before smiling and reaching out for the King of Dragons. Allowing the child to touch his snout, Zephyr began laughing hysterically while flapping her arms up and down, the sight caused Hiccup's heart to swell, especially since his daughter adored the stuffed doll of Toothless that Valka had made for her. Now that she was meeting the real Toothless, Hiccup believed that his daughter and dragon would form an amazing bond.
Finally standing back on his feet, Hiccup saw the dragons his inner circle had bonded with what seemed like a lifetime ago descend to greet their riders. While they were reacquainting with their dragons, Toothless turned around to see his mate, the Light Fury landing beside him, the alpha dragons nuzzled against each other affectionately. Looking at Hiccup, the female Fury gave the king a warble in greetings. "I trust you've treated my bud well, hmm?" She gave Hiccup a nod before nuzzling against Toothless again. The King of Dragons then looked up to the sky and smiled as his hatchling came down and landed on his head. Gasping at the sight of such a magnificent dragon, Hiccup quickly took in the appearance of his dragon's hatchling, which was a female. From his observation, Hiccup could see that the former heir of the Hidden World shares most of her physique with her father while carrying several traits from her mother. She has black as her predominant body color, while the medial and posterior areas are white, faintly tinged in pink. She is the only one of the siblings to possess blue eyes, which she inherited from her mother. Her ears also are tinged with white at their tips, as is her nose, having a small white patch there.
"Oh, is that Toothless's hatchling?" Fishlegs squealed in awe and excitement.
Nodding at his friend, Hiccup lifted the tiny Fury off of Toothless' head with extreme care. "It sure is, Fishlegs. She's a pretty one, isn't she?"
"Aye, that she is, son," Valka cooed while taking her out of Hiccup's hands and observing her. Her eyes then widened as she then turned to her son with a smile. "She's the same age as Zephyr! Perhaps they will one day bond together and begin a new generation of Dragon Riders." His mother's words made Hiccup smile, the prospect of his heirs and Toothless's heirs' bonding and leading the way for the future generation was a pleasing one.
"What should we call that little thing?" Ruffnut inquired while coddling Barf.
Turning to her sister, Tuffnut raised an eyebrow. "Its name or its species?"
"Its name, stupid!"
"Well, be specific next time!"
Rolling his eyes as the twins got in each other's faces, Hiccup took the small Fury back and noted how the dragon reached for him with its small paws while warbling happily. Smiling at the dragon in his hands, Hiccup's eyes fell on the small white patch on her nose before speaking out loud. "Dart," he then looked to Ruffnut and Tuffnut who had ceased their quarrels. "Her name is Dart." Hiccup then carefully placed Dart on her mother's back, causing the Light Fury to let out a content rumble. She no doubt was still skeptical towards humans, after all, the treatment she suffered at the hands of the Northern Alliance and Grimmel still lingered, but Hiccup would make sure that his dragon's mate would not only feel safe around the Viking people but also trust them with her life.
"I don't know about you, but I'm making sure my first flight in gods know how long is comfortable," Snotlout declared while racing to his family hut. "I need to get my old saddle. C'mon Hookfang!" The Monstrous Nightmare roared before flying after his rider."
Humming in agreement with his cousin, Hiccup turned to his wife and his friends. "Snotlout's right, if you guys still have your old riding saddles, go and get them. I'd hate for you all to be uncomfortable when we depart," as they all dispersed to fetch their saddles, Hiccup turned to Valka and Cloudjumper, the Stormcutter looked even bigger than he was before, but he was still the same gentle giant whenever he by his rider's side. "So, do you still think you have your old flying tricks, crazy, feral, vigilante dragon lady?"
Laughing at her son's words, Valka turned to Cloudjumper and caressed his chin, causing the Stormcutter to lean into his rider's touch and purr in contentment. "It will all come back to me, no doubt," she then looked to the heavens and beamed. "Oh, the fact that we will be back in the air is exhilarating! It's been far too long."
Before Hiccup could voice his agreement, he saw Alvin, Big-Boobied Bertha, Mogadon the Meathead, and several other chieftains approaching. "Ah, I trust you and your respective tribes are ready to set sail?"
"We are, my king," Alvin grunted. "However, because of the sheer number of Vikings among us, the voyage may be delayed."
Grunting in agreement, Mogadon spoke up. "We noble chieftains have allowed our average folk to board our warships since they have more space to roam. However, our longboats won't be able to hold our vast armies."
"And to make matters worse, Harald Haraldson and those who hold themselves in high standing have put in the average Viking folk's heads that they'll be abandoned and left to die," Bertha huffed in disgust while glaring at the Fairhair dynasty's prince. "The cock on him, putting himself above those among us that are more vulnerable and weak. Thank the gods he wasn't elected as King of Vikings."
Sighing heavily, Hiccup then looked to his subjects before offering a simple solution. "The last thing we need is a panic among those that are less able among us. Tell them that if there's no room for them on the ships, I'll have Berk's Dragon Riders fly them and their families," he then looked in Haraldson's direction while he and his men were shoving their way past the crowds of Viking people. Shaking his head, Hiccup gave his subjects a firm nod. "Go. Spread the word, the sooner we can set out, the sooner there won't be a panic that spreads among our people." The chieftains nodded before heading down to spread the word among the Viking people of the king's word.
"The crown is already weighing heavy on your head, but know that you don't have to bear that weight alone, son," turning to his mother, Hiccup smiled when Valka cupped his face and looked into his eyes, his very soul with a reassuring smile. "I'm here for you, Hiccup. Whether you need me to watch over Zephyr, help calm the masses, or advise you, either way, I will never leave you to bear the burden of kingship alone."
Pulling his mother in his arms, Hiccup felt relief wash over him, aside from Astrid, Valka was one of the strongest pillars in his life, and her words ebbed away the stress and worry he was already feeling. Tears soon swell in his eyes, though he kept them at bay just in case anyone mistook his tears of relief as tears of weakness. While he held Valka tightly against him, Hiccup could feel his cock swell inside his pants, he regrettably withdrew from his mother lest she feels him against her. In truth, Hiccup had been harboring illicit feelings for his mother the moment she revealed herself to him back in the Dragon Sanctuary, not only was he bewitched by her beauty but he was utterly captivated by her knowledge of dragons, her passion to discover every last species, and he skills as a fighter as well as a rider. For years, Hiccup had tried squashing such feelings for his mother, but they continued to fester and grow stronger.
If Valka ever learned of the feelings he harbored for her, surely she would be utterly mortified and disgusted, as any sane mother would be. But Hiccup secretly hoped that wasn't the case.
"Thank you, Mom," Hiccup smiled while taking her hands in his own and squeezing tightly. "And know that the feeling is mutual, I'm here for you, just come to me with whatever is on your mind." Smiling at his words, Valka leaned in and kissed his cheek, Hiccup's cheeks flushed because of how close her lips were against his mouth.
"Hiccup!"
The tender moment Hiccup and Valka shared was interrupted when Heather made her way through the crowds of Vikings with Windshear by her side. Saying farewell to his mother, for now, Hiccup approached his old friend with a smile. "Heather. What's going on?"
"I... I need to talk to you before we depart. Do you have a minute?"
Nodding, Hiccup urged her to follow her so that they could speak privately. The walk was slow thanks to the thousands of Vikings and dragons squeezed together. He then turned his head and barked out over the bustling chaos around them. "How are you holding up?"
"Good, well... as good as I'll ever be. My brother gave his life to ensure the Berserker people stayed safe, and I wish that I could've stood by his side and helped him fend off the renegades—"
Turning to face Heather, the king grasped her shoulders. "We both know how much Dagur loved you, Heather. He would want you to get to safety," he then saw tears swelling in her eyes. "Hey, it's alright, Heather. I... I miss him too, even though he tried killing me many times in the past. But he changed, and even though he's no longer with us in Midgard, he's supping with the gods in Valhalla. Hmm?"
Nodding, Heather then wrapped her arms around Hiccup, burying her face against his neck and murmuring against his ear. "Thank you, Hiccup," she then kissed his cheek and whispered softly. "You're a good man, I love that about you." Smiling at her words, Hiccup caressed her ebony hair and kissed her forehead while looking at the Vikings that were slowly but surely making their way down to the docks where the ships awaited them. Reluctantly pulling away from Heather's embrace, the young king climbed on some nearby barrels before grabbing the attention of his people.
"Children of Scandinavia! Hear me!" Hiccup boomed out, everyone ceased their actions and gave their king their full attention. "Today marks a day that will be forever remembered in the history of our people, not only are we unified as one people but today is the day that we leave our homelands so that we may go out in Midgard and conquer new lands for our people to thrive and prosper. You elected me as King of Vikings, an honor that I won't take lightly. But a wise king seeks honest counsel. So I ask, who among you rejects me as your king?" Many of the Viking leaders and their people murmured amongst themselves, unsure as to what Hiccup was doing at first, but many suddenly saw what was happening. This was a way of weeding out potential rivals or those who couldn't be relied on in any manner.
When none voiced objection to being under Hiccup's rule, he nodded before continuing. "Then know, that as your king, I will rule fairly and justly. I live to serve you; whatever problems you have, come to me, and we shall find a way to solve it," Hiccup then pointed out toward the horizon. "Our destiny is out there, calling to us. As we venture out into foreign land for the first time, we will face challenges, and struggles, and perhaps come face to face with death. But whatever happens to us, we are Vikings, and we will ensure that our culture lives on!" Roars of agreement filled the air as Hiccup continued to rouse everyone. "As we enter the Saxon kingdoms in our great numbers, the Christians will send their armies to wipe us out of their lands and to end our lives. But will you allow them to do so?"
"NO!"
"Will you allow our enemies to not only kill your loved ones, but also the future generation of our people?"
"NO!"
"Then follow me, and let's conquer Europe and those that wish to see our people destroyed! Be like the gods, and reach for Valhalla!"
Cheers and roars of euphoria filled the air, and it brought a grin to Hiccup's face. While setting down on the ground, Hiccup saw Heather crossing her arms while smiling at him. "Well, that's one way to ensure panic doesn't overcome them," she said with admiration. "Well done."
"Thank you, I meant every word. Succumbing to panic here and now doesn't help our people, it'll only result in more of our people getting killed because they succumbed to fear. At least this way, they can dwell upon their futures and dwell upon a bright one, despite the perils ahead of us," Hiccup then tilted his head at the ebony-haired beauty. "And what about you, Heather? What future do you dwell upon?"
Reaching for his hand, Heather led Hiccup toward a nearby shack that was large enough to speak privately. Instructing Windshear to stay outside and act as a sentry, Heather entered the shack with Hiccup behind her.
"So, here we are. What exactly did you want to talk about?"
Licking her lips, Heather sighed before speaking. "Hiccup, we've known each other for a long time, and... I wanted to tell you that without Dagur, the Berserker people are vulnerable; someone could fill in the void of power that my brother once held and then steer us off course or wipe us out because of their own stupidity," Hiccup knew where this was going, he knew that Heather was beating around the bush, so he made her point for her.
"You wish for us to come together so that the Berserker people are safe."
"Yes, exactly," Heather ran a hand through her hair while letting out a disbelieving laugh. "I know you already have enough on your plate, the last thing I want to do is overwhelm you with this suggestion—"
Heather stopped talking when Hiccup held a hand up. "I need to tell you something, Heather. Last night, Astrid suggested something that's... so crazy that I never even dreamed of going through with it because Astrid was the woman of my heart's desire. But because of what's happening to us all, she thinks I should start a harem," Heather's eyes widened in shock, she then let out a disbelieving snort, causing Hiccup to nod in agreement. "I know, I thought it was crazy too. However, after thinking about it last night, the possibility that Zephyr may die of the plague or an assassination attempt is likely to happen, and I won't have an heir to carry the Haddock name or take my place when the time comes to transfer power."
"Hiccup, what're you saying?"
"I'm saying that I want my bloodline to be secured. And in order to do that, I'll need women who would not only want to be with me and rule by my side but also be concubines," he then gave Heather a smile. "Do you want to have children of your own, Heather?"
Blushing, she then shrugged. "It's what my body was made for. And it's a subject I've dwelled upon many times, however, I've never found the right man to have children with—"
"If you become one of my queens, then you will be well provided for, as will the children you bear," Hiccup reassured before quickly adding. "However, I won't force you into anything you aren't comfortable doing, especially since you and I are close, I would hate myself for destroying our friendship because I forced such a topic on you."
Heather was silent for a moment, contemplating the offer that was presented to her, and she realized that it was better to be with Hiccup rather than have some stranger trying to take her as their own.
"Alright, Hiccup, I accept your offer to be one of your queens," she then approached him with a coy smile. "Go on, my king, make me your next wife."
Smiling at his old friend, Hiccup swooped in and captured her lips in a searing kiss, one Heather returned. Never did he ever imagine kissing anyone other than Astrid, she was the woman he had always had his eyes on ever since he was a boy, but now, Hiccup was about to walk on a path that would ensure the Haddock bloodline isn't erased from history. Returning his attention back to Heather, the king's hands grasped her hips and he pinned her against one of the shack's walls, causing her to chuckle against his lips.
"We don't have a lot of time."
"Then we better make the most of the time that we have," Heather replied before kissing Hiccup and sliding a hand in his pants, groping his cock. Groaning at the feeling of her hands around him, the king untied his pants and lowered them and his undergarments, freeing his cock and allowing Heather to stroke him without the hindrance of clothing.
Despite the confidence in her words, Heather felt like her heart would burst out of her chest, not only was this her first time being intimate with a man, but she was afraid that she wouldn't satisfy Hiccup. Such worries were quickly vanquished when she saw Hiccup's eyes closed, his mouth agape, and his face twisted with pleasure as she stroked his cock with fervor. She then gasped in surprise when he slipped his left hand into her own pants and began palming her lower lips, her arousal roared to life, and she was wet within a matter of seconds thanks to Hiccup's ministrations against her sex. Not being able to take it anymore, Hiccup lowered her pants until they stopped around her mid-thighs, he then grabbed two handfuls of her pert backside and lifted her off of her feet with ease. Aligning his cock at her folds, Hiccup buried himself inside her with one smooth stroke, causing them both to moan in unison.
"T-Thor's hammer! You're so big!" Heather hissed out before laughing against Hiccup's face as he leaned in to nuzzle her nose. "How have you not broken Astrid with the dragon you keep in your pants?"
Chuckling, Hiccup then twisted her words. "Do you think I'll break you, Heather?"
"I'd like to see you try, Dragon Master."
Accepting her challenge, Hiccup allowed her to adjust to the feeling of having him inside her before his hands left her backside and tightened underneath her thighs as he then began thrusting up into her at a rapid pace. Quickly silencing her screams of pleasure with a passionate kiss, Hiccup and Heather's tongues wrestled for dominance while he continued to drive her against the wall with his strokes.
Heather was in a state of pure bliss as she let her friend, king, and soon-to-be husband take her in any way that he pleased. Hiccup's length was stretching her walls in such a pleasurable way. Even with his mouth covering hers to keep her silent, it seemed all for naught, her mewls of pleasure were loud enough for anyone to hear if anyone was outside and walking past the shack.
"Ahhhh! So deep!" Heather let out a shaky gasp when he then grabbed underneath her knees and pressed her legs against the wall, making it look as though she was doing splits on his cock. "Yes! Take me harder, Hiccup!"
More than happy to oblige her, Hiccup buried himself to the hilt with each stroke. "Oh... you're so tight, Heather..." he moaned out while he continued to pound her into the wall without letting up. To add to her pleasure, Heather began massaging her armor-clad breasts, she threw her head back and allowed herself to be immersed in pleasure the likes of which she's never experienced before. Of course, she'd vent her sexual frustrations, but this was better than touching herself, much better.
While thrusting up into Heather's sopping sex with his eyes shut, the King of Vikings failed to see a pair of wide sea green eyes peaking through the crack in the shack's door, neither did Heather, since she was overcome with pleasure. The voyeur watched as the young king relentlessly took Dagur's sister and suddenly fled so that they wouldn't draw unwanted attention to the king while he was occupied. Judging by the way Heather was mewling, Hiccup had an inkling that she was about to reach her end, but then again, so was he.
"H-Hiccup, gods! I'm... I'm going to cum!"
"Do it, Heather. Cum for your king."
In a quick move, Hiccup brought them over toward several crates and practically threw them onto her before continuing to pound into her relentlessly. Letting out a quiet shriek, Heather threw her head back and came, her juices gushing, soaking Hiccup's cock. The feeling of her clamping down tightly around him caused Hiccup to groan loudly before he halted himself inside her and burst. Painting her womb with his seed, Hiccup's head fell forward, resting against her heaving breasts. Cradling his head and pressing a kiss against his sweaty forehead, Heather sighed contentedly, savoring this moment with one of the best men she knew.
"W-Wow," Heather exhaled shakily before laughing quietly. "You certainly know how to please a woman, Hiccup."
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Hiccup grinned. "You live and you learn, and I've learned what sends a woman over the edge when it comes to sex," he then fixed his pants and undergarments back on before speaking sincerely. "I hope you don't feel like I just took advantage of you, Heather. I know the Berserker people are in a vulnerable spot right now, with Dagur gone, but know that I'll make sure they're all safe and that no one oversteps and tries to lead the Berserker's astray."
After fixing her pants and undergarments back on as well, Heather gave him a warm smile and a kiss on the lips. "I know, and I appreciate that Hiccup, Dagur would too," the sounds of horns being sounded interrupted the moment, causing them both to sigh heavily. "I guess everyone is ready to leave. This journey isn't going to be easy."
"No, it isn't, but it's necessary," Hiccup said as he opened the door to the shack while checking to make sure nobody had been snooping around. Satisfied that they were alone, Hiccup exited the shack with Heather behind him. Once Windshear was back by Heather's side, the king placed a tender hand on her cheek. "Why don't you head back to the Berserker's, I'll see you later." Nodding, she shared another kiss with him before mounting her dragon and then took to the sky, leaving Hiccup alone.
Making his way to the docks, Hiccup could see the vast armada of Viking longboats and warships that were now sailing toward the horizon as well as swarms of dragons that merely awaited their king. He saw Astrid waiting for him, she was perched on Stormfly while Zephyr was secured in a sling strapped securely around her torso. Toothless approached Hiccup and nudged into his belly in a playful manner.
"Are you ready to venture into the Great Beyond?"
Chuckling, Hiccup climbed on top of a saddled Toothless, courtesy of Astrid. "As ready as I'll ever be, Milady," he then spoke up. "By the way, I've decided to take your suggestion and begin a harem. The first woman I've been intimate with, other than you, is Heather."
"Oh? And what was her reaction to you beginning a harem?"
"The same as my reaction when you suggested it to me last night, she was in disbelief, but she had no complaints when we had sex," sighing, Hiccup gestured to the horizon. "Well, we better get moving. Shall we?"
"We shall."
Hiccup and Astrid both whooped in elation at the thrill of being in the air once again, it had been far too long. As the rulers of Scandinavia's Vikings took the lead, Hiccup took one last look at New Berk, he remembered all that had happened here— defeating Grimmel and the Northern Alliance, having to say goodbye to Toothless and the dragons, marrying Astrid, witnessing the birth of Zephyr, and witnessing his people savor peace. Now, once again, the people of Berk and now all of Scandinavia had to abandon their homes and go out into the unknown to seek new land to call their own.
Once they stepped beyond their borders, Hiccup knew the real challenge was about to begin, which was making sure he always had a plan. Men like Harald Haraldson were already causing problems, and if he or anyone else smelled the slightest scent of uncertainty from Hiccup, they would question him and try to subvert his authority as king by taking their own actions. If he wanted to ensure that his people survived this, Hiccup needed to be ten steps ahead of those who want to sow chaos and uncertainty in his ranks. Dwelling on this was only adding to the heavy burden that had been placed on his shoulders, instead of making himself more stressed than he was, Hiccup decided to merely savor his first flight in what felt like a lifetime, which helped keep the stress he was feeling at bay.
With an exodus of this scale, however, Hiccup knew they decided would go slowly and rest often to remain strong. Besides, there was a trading kingdom not far, and Hiccup was familiar with its current queen and princess, having known them both since they were children. The kingdom in question was Arendelle, and its former rulers, King Agnarr and Queen Iduna regrettably died at sea, but now that their daughters, Elsa and Anna ruled the kingdom together, Hiccup thought it would be wise to extend a hand of invitation to the two sister's to join him and his kingdom, not just as potential queens to rule by his side, but Arendelle was rich in resources and supplies, which could certainly help the journey to England and Europe all the more tolerable.
Nodding to himself, Hiccup would inform the other leaders of his plan shortly, but he decided to enjoy the sensation of flying just a little while longer.
A/N: I promise the smut scenes will be longer as the story progresses, but I'm a writer who isn't used to writing smut in every single chapter, so you'll have to bear with me here. Anyway, I hope you guys are ready for what I have in store, Hiccup and the Vikings will be arriving at Arendelle, which is in Norway, so I decided to make it a Viking kingdom. In this story, Anna is still a princess, but she's also a shield maiden, and Kristoff is her personal guard. Elsa is still queen but her powers will be that of a seer's abilities; she can cast spells, take hold of someone's path and curse them, and so on. I'll explain more as the story goes on, but until then, I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter and I'll see you in the next one!
