All I can do,

Is looking forward.

The silence in the house made the cracker from the fire even more higher in their ears and Vylma couldn't handle it.

"I kinda saved a village called Barvik and they have this law where the saviour becomes next in line if the king or queen doesn't have an heir or will die soon, so I became their queen after saving them and they want the coronation to be in a few weeks-"

"What do you mean you became a queen?" Astrid asked a little harshly.

"You can't be serious." Hiccup narrowed his eyes.

"What are you talking about, Vylma?" Valka asked and looked puzzled.

"Like I said-" Vylma began but was stopped by her father, who stood up from where he sat.

"You are way too young to become queen and you need our permission," he gestured to him and Astrid, "to become a queen."

Vylma pressed her lips together and looked down at her nervous and sweaty hands. "I kind of already accepted to become their queen when I took the crown from the king and believe me when I say I tried to talk me out of it."

Hiccup sighed and rubbed his forehead. "You really…" he closed his eyes and Vylma took a paper roll out of the bag she had been giving from Barvik.

She rolled it out and it was almost as long as her. "Here's the contract. I've already sign it."

Astrid stood up and took the contract out of her daughters hand and started to read it. Hiccup and Valka stood behind her and read it over her shoulders.

"Barvik, it's almost three hours from here on dragon." Vylma explained and waited to get yelled at for what she had done. Well she didn't have a choice in the first place. "And I need to go back before sunrise, but I'll come home sometime tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to tell Berk about it. I don't want the whole village to know while I'm not here but you can tell Stoick, Finn and Magnhild."

Astrid shook her head and turned to Vylma with anger and gave the contract to her husband. "How could you sign this without talking to us first?"

"Because they wouldn't let me go if I didn't!" she argued.

"This can't be happening." Astrid whispered as she held her hands on her knees.

Vylma snatched the contract from her father's hand and faced the three of them. "I'm sorry this happened but there's nothing I can do about it. You are welcome to Barvik at anytime, just send a T-mail before your arrival. Now I need to go back to the feast they have for me." she turned and walked out of the house to go back to Barvik.

Astrid was about to follow her but Valka stopped her and assured her that she would talk to Vylma. Astrid wanted to protest but Hiccup took her hand and with a look between them, she let Valka go.

Valka found her granddaughter on the backside of the house, leaning on her dragon on the bricks of tears.

"What did they do to you?" Valka asked carefully.

Vylma turned around and shake her head. "Nothing. In these few hours I've been with them, they've been nothing but kind to me."

Valka knew it wasn't the whole story. No, there was more to it. "You know, you can tell me anything." she walked slowly towards her while Vylma tried to avoid her eyes.

"They didn't do anything." Vylma tried to assure her grandmother, but she couldn't fool her.

"They threaten you didn't they?"

The tears Vylma tried to hold came streaming down her face and her grandmother put her arms around her to a comforting hug.

"They-they would kill her if-if I didn't say yes." Vylma sobbed and buried her face in her clothes. "Please, don't tell mum or dad. They would be more against this than they already are."

Inside the house, the two parents were unaware of what was happening on the other side of the wall.

"Barvik." Hiccup whispered and looked into the fire that was slowly burning out. "How did she-How did she save them?"

Astrid sighed and crossed her arms over her chest. "Another question we should ask her. She can't seriously be queen? How can they have such a law? Waiting for a saviour just because the king doesn't have an heir. Are they serious?" furmed Astrid as the anger and confusion grew bigger.

Hiccup placed his hands on her shoulders to calm her down. "I knew Barvik had this law and yes, it's kind of a strange law but I didn't question it when I heard of it." he took a deep breath. "But now when our own daughter has been dragged in to it, I have questions about it. So we will do as Vylma said; we'll send a t-mail to Barvik and hopefully we can speak some sense into them. I do not want Vylma as queen and especially at age 15."

This chapter was hell to write because I wasn't sure how they would react, I rewrote it so many times I'm tired of thinking of this chapter so I'll just end it like this.