It's my life

I can't change that

Valka and Vylma didn't come home until after dinner. Valka had listen to the now former king of Barvik on how he would make sure Vylma would be trained to be a proper queen and that the coronation would be after he had passed away. Vylma wasn't a real queen yet, just a queen in training, even tho she would continue her training after the coronation. Valka had also been told the real story on how she saved the village. Vylma had begged her grandmother and the former king to not tell her parents or anyone about the real story. Valka and the former king agreed that the story would not come from them and Vylma herself could tell the people of Barvik to keep their mouths shut of the saving story.

The threatening thing wasn't brought up. Vylma had said to Valka that it was no use of her to ask them about it and getting angry at them for that threat. It was the law and they were just following it. Valka had agreed after Vylma had assured her that she had already talked to them about it and Barvik didn't want to hear about how they did what they needed to do, was wrong to her.

Valka and the former king had been talking for three hours before they their separate ways to go to sleep. Vylma had her own bedroom with her own balcony facing the backyard of the Castle. A balcony so big, Cloudjumper could curl up and sleep on it. Brie took a corner in Vylmas bedroom and fell asleep quickly. While Valka fell asleep by Cloudjumpers side, Vylma stayed up the whole night. Reading about Barviks' history and walking the halls of her own rooms side of castle. She tried to get some sleep when she saw the sun come up, but it felt like she blinked and servants knocked on the door to tell her the breakfast was ready. Servents. Another thing she felt uncomfortable with. The first thing was being queen, or soon to be queen of people she known for two days.

The trip to Berk was tiresome and when they landed outside on Berk, Vylma just wanted to go to bed and sleep for a week but she knew she had buissness to do.

Hiccup and Astrid was the first ones who came to her to greet her. They had questions to ask her but she didn't let them speak before she spoke to them.

"Just gather the village to a meeting in the great hall." she jumped down from Brie's back. "I want this to be over with."

"No," Hiccup stopped her. "You have questions to answer and your siblings are confused-"

"I will tell Berk this whole thing and answer questions. I'll rather tell these news once and not a hundred times to each and every person." she walked past her parents towards the stairs of the great hall. Her mother walked fast behind her.

Valka saw the concern face of her son."She hasn't slept the whole night." Hiccup turned his head to Valka, looking alarmed. "Just gather for a meeting so she can go to sleep before she collapse. Trust me, I tried to talk her out of coming here today but she wants all this to be over with."

The people of Berk filled the great hall, confused on what their chief wanted. The chief in question look over his people and then at his daughter, who talked to her mother a few meters behind him. His three other children stood leaning against the great hall wall. Magnhild glaring at Vylma while her brothers spoke in hushed voices between each other.

"Hiccup," Fishlegs asked, Hiccup didn't hear him come up to his side. "There's many here that's wondering why you've called for a meeting and I don't want to-"

Hiccup stopped his speaking. "It's Vylma." Fishlegs became confused at that information. "I'll tell you all in a minute." Hiccups attention went back to Vylma, who now walked towards him. He caught Astrid's eyes for a minute and she gave him a little nodd.

His attention went back to his people. "Alright, do I have everyone's attention?" The crowd nodded and their eyes turned to their chief. "I've gathered you here today to tell you some news of my daughter, Vylma."

Vylma stood by her father's side as the people of Berk eyes was on her. She knew she should be nervous. Not from having the attention from a big crowd, that she had never had a problem with. No, she would be nervous to tell the people she had been growing up with that she was now a queen. The people she had a responsibility to, to protect and keep safe. Even tho she wasn't the heir or would never be again. She would never become their chiftness if her brothers passed away with no heir. Vylma wasn't third in line any longer. She had her own people to think about and responsibility of being a queen of Barvik.

She felt tears fill her eyes. Tears they couldn't see.

The hardest part was the part away from Berk. Her home. Her friends and family.

Vylma didn't want to leave Berk. But dead wasn't what she wanted either.