The queen

Is here

Barviks throne rooms walls were white and gold and its floor was brown. The four round pillars were in light gold and market the way from the door to the throne that stood on a little stage on the other side of the room.

Wooden benches were placed between the pillars and the walls, facing the throne. Candles were lit around the room because the room had only one window above the throne, were sunlight and moonlight could shine through.

The benches were filled with people from Barvik. The nobles and Barviks council, which had five people in it and sat in the front. The only people that wasn't from Barvik, the Haddocks and Gobber. Who sat on the second row on the right.

The elder of Barvik stood on the little stage beside a table which held the queen crown. The crown had a golden eagle with his wings open in the front (the eagle was Barviks symbol) and the rest was completely golden, except for the silver diamonds and red rubies that were placed from the eagle and around the crown in a every other pattern. The nine spikes that made the crown high, had diamonds on its edges and the base edges had the red rubies. The table also held the queen cloak. It was gold and silver and had white fur on the edges all around and it was two meters long.

The elder held a one meter long silver spear in one hand and a golden apple in the other.

She looked at the closed double doors and saw it open a little and then it closed carefully. It was time. The soon to be queen was ready.

The elder nodded to the counail men and they stood up and the rest of the crowd did the same. The double doors opened and in walking came Vylma with her four servants behind her. The servants sat down in the back row and Vylma was left alone to walk down towards the elder.

Vylma wore a golden and white full length dress to match the cloak she soon would wear. It was wide at the bottom and was fitting from the waist up to the collarbones. Vylma's hair was loose down her back, the only braid that she had was a small one under her hair so it wouldn't been seen. She saw the small braid like a symbol for Berk.

Vylma knew what she needed to do. They had showed how the coronation would play out and she knew what she would do, luckily she didn't have to say anything.

She stood before the elder, who now stood in front of the throne and gave the silver spear and the golden apple to Vylma.

The spear was a symbol of Odin. His spear, Gungner never missed its target, and so wouldn't the queen in battle. The golden apple was a symbol of Idun and that Vylma would live long and be young for a long time.

Vylma lowered herself down so the elder could place the crown on her head. Vylma had seen the crown yesterday and it was beautiful, but now when she felt it on her head, she could feel its weight of responsibility she had now for Barvik. For her people. It didn't help that the crown felt big on her and she prayed to the gods that it wouldn't slip down from her head.

The elder bowed to her and stepped aside so Vylma could walk up the two stairs to the throne. Before she turned around so she could sit, the elder placed the golden cloak on her shoulders. It felt heavy on her and she hoped she could grow into the cloak and the crown.

Vylma turned and the first person that caught her eyes where her fathers. He smiled at her and nodded, like he assured everything would be alright. She smiled back and sat down on the throne.

Everyone bowed to her and shouted out; "Long live the queen!"

Vylma turned her eyes to the open door, where guards stood in two lines to the front doors of the castle. She remembered when she and Brie walked through those double doors after Ivald had giving her his crown. That seemed like forever ago.

She wished Brie was there with her, but they didn't want a dragon in the throne room where the floor was new and getting rips on the floor from her claws, wasn't something they could afford to happen. So they had said that she could be in the entrance, where the guards in two lines stood now, but Brie didn't want to so, right now she was with the rest of dragons of her family. In the garden, with plenty of fish so they wouldn't get hungry while they waited for the coronation and the feast afterwards to be over.

The elder tapped her arm and gestured her to stand up and walk down the hall and out on the balcony and meet her people.

Vylma slowly stood up and the elder took the spear and apple from her hands and Vylma walked between the benches, eyes looking forward and when she walked between the door to the entrance hall she felt her cloak being lifted. She glanced back and saw Gunnevi, Svea, Rodvi and Gyda holding it. She turned her eyes forward and the guards closed to the doors opened it and the cheering and clapping of people could be heard. She could feel her heart beating faster and her hand start to sweat.

The sun shined high and she could feel the crown slip down a little from the sweat from the nervousness. But she smiled at the people and waved. The elder came and stood on Vylmas right and smiled at her, before she shouted; "Long live the queen!"

The people shouted back; "LONG LIVE THE QUEEN! LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!"

Magnhild looked through the crowded room. The room was as big as the great hall and was filled with village people, so that Magnhild could barely walk in there. But she had to find Vylma and it wouldn't be so hard to find her, look for the biggest group and you could spot the sixteen year old queen in the middle.

But Magnhild couldn't see her and she was sweating with all the people and the candles that was around her. She needed air. Fresh cold air. She needed to get out of this room.

She looked around and saw a door right in front of her, all she had to do was to squeeze between a few people and she could get out of here and than she could continue her search for her sister.

When she came to the door, she open it and was glad that it lead outside. Out to the night cold air. She closed it behind her and took a deep breath and looked around. Apparently she was by a small garden, not the garden the dragons were in (that garden where bigger) but a small garden with what she could see in the night, a lawn with a long table and chairs and she could see some flowers growing on bushes around the table area.

Magnhild let her eyes wander and saw the person she was looking for. Standing ten meters from her stood the queen herself. Hugging herself as she stared at the village.

Magnhild smiled and walked to her. "There you are." she said and startled Vylma.

Vylma turned around quickly with wide eyes. "Magnhild, how did you find me?" she asked curious.

Magnhild shrugged and standed beside her. "I didn't. I just wanted to get out of that stuffy room and went through a door and luckily found you."

Vylma looked back at the village. "Yeah, sorry for that. I wanted a small coronation but didn't really think the feast would be filled with even more people."

Magnhild frowned. "Don't blame yourself for that," she gestured to the room that was on the other side of the stone wall. "It's only for tonight and now you're queen so they have to listen to you."

"Yay." Vylma said in a low voice.

Magnhild didn't need her eyes to see that her sister were sad, so she clapped her hands together to get Vylmas attention. "Well as you're looking gloomy I'll just tell you that grandma is looking for you." Vylma straighten her back and turned her whole body to Magnhild. "She's at the garden with the dragons."

Vylma thanked her sister and picked up her dress and ran as fast as she could through the small garden and over a bridge that connected the two gardens.

Brie ran towards her and Vylma flung her arms around her neck. "Hi, girl." Brie purred and nuzzled Vylmas hair. "I'm sorry you couldn't be in the throne room with me but now when I'm queen, you can be anywhere in the castle. Well, in the rooms where you fit."

A small laughter could be heard and Vylma let Brie go so she could hug her grandmother. Valka hugged her back with a smile.

"I'm proud of you."

Vylma could feel the tears coming. "Really?" she asked.

Valka let Vylma go so she could see her face. "Really."

Vylma smiled and wanted to keep the tears at bay, but she knew she couldn't really keep everything from her grandmother. "I feel like a fraud." she cried. "I don't deserve a queen title. They will soon realize they made a big mistake for making me their queen and then they'll kill me and Brie. They made me queen because their king said so, they'll find someway to get me out of the throne because I'm not a queen. I'm not a leader!" the tears came streaming down her face and she sobbed while she looked down at the ground.

Valka placed a hand on Vylma's cheek so they could see eye to eye. "You are a queen because you saved Brie, your best friend. You are a queen, their queen because they gave you that title." she placed her hands on her shoulders. "Earn it. Show them that you're the queen they need and the queen they deserve. You have a kind heart, Vylma and I know that I'll be proud of every decisions you make and at every mistake, you'll pick yourself up and make things right. I believe in you and so should you."

Valka took off the necklace she had around her neck and under her dress, a necklace Vylma had never seen before. It was a small grey stone that had one sentence engraved on it; "I believe in you"

"Your grandfather gave it to me when we got married, when I became chiftness of Berk. I was nervous and thought that I didn't fit for the role, but your grandfather, Stoick believed in me." Valka hanged the necklace around Vylmas neck. "And now I give it to you because I believe that you can do this."

Vylma took the stone in her hand looked at it. "It's beautiful." she whispered. Than she hugged her grandmother again. "Thank you."