As soon Berk was in sight, Vylma wanted to tell Brie to turn back to Barvik.

Vylma didn't want to look into her father's eyes after the horrible act she had done. To watch him act like she hadn't done something bad while she felt like a traitor and a disappointment to him, was something she had only felt when Delia was around but this was so much worse of a crime. She had killed a dragon. Cutting it open like a sheep for slaughter and been covered in its blood.

The worst thing was that she had killed a night fury. A dragon species she thought was extinct, except for Toothless of course, and was the dragon her dad had been looking for for years now. They now knew about the light fury's and their existence, but Vylma had been in the same room with a living night fury that wasn't Toothless, and she had killed her. A change to keep the night fury line alive was gone because of her and she felt like the most horrible human being because of being the one who put the night fruys line to an end. Maybe Grimmel held the price of the most horrible human being because he had killed so many night fury's that he had a two story house of them.

"Wait." Vylma told Brie and she stopped flying. Berk was a few meters from them now and Vylma felt panic come over her.

She couldn't do this. She could not fly down there and look at Toothless like she hadn't taking away the chance for him to meet another night fury. How can she even be in the same room as him?

Brie felt her riders panic and she knew Vylma didn't want to come here. She had delayed to come here for hours now and Brie had enough of Vylma delaying this and become more panicked for each minute. If she didn't' do this now, Brie knew Vylma would never go to Berk again and give them the information Vylma had and Berk needed to hear.

Without warning, Brie flew fast right down to Berk while Vylma had to hold the saddle handles for her life.

Brie landed behind the Haddock house and Vylma jumped down from her back to speak to her dragon of what just happened.

"Why did you do that?" she said angry and put her hands on her hips.

The dragon squawked and gestured to the Haddock house. She wanted her rider to go in there and tell her father what she had agreed to tell him.

"I know I need to tell them, but how-"

"Vylma!" They both turned to the voice of Stoick and Vylma swallowed when she saw him coming her way. Stoick stopped before them and looked between them, "Is something wrong?"

Vylma shook her head quickly, making sure he wouldn't get any ideas that there was something wrong. "No, everything is... as good as it can be right now."

He narrowed his eyes at her and looked at her for a while. Vylma let her arms down and prayed that he wouldn't figure it out. What if he knew?

"Okay," Stoick said and Vylma breathed out, "everyone is waiting for you in the great hall."

She nodded and looked back at Brie, before looking back at him and started walking alongside him to the great hall. "Great."

They walked in silence for a while before Stoick suddenly smiled and Vylma had no idea why.

"What?" she asked.

"I asked Ingrid to marry me." he said without missing a beat and Vylma stopped in her tracks.

"What?" she blurted out in surprise.

"I asked Ingrid to marry me and she said yes." he said, still smiling.

Vylma was speechless for seconds before she herself smiled. "Congratulations!"

"Thank you."

"Wow." she began and they both started walking again. "That was... fast. When did you ask her?"

"Yesterday while we were on a... little vacation. She wanted to get away from Berk, so I suggested a little trip where she and I could be alone and then I asked her to spend the rest of her life with me."

"And she said yes." Vylma ended for him and felt happiness that she hadn't felt since this whole Grimmel fiasco started. "I'm happy for you and wish you a happy and a long life together."

Stoick nodded a thanks, "Thank you."

That happiness Vylma felt when Stoick told her about his and Ingrid's betrothal, vanished as soon the great hall opened and she saw Toothless standing beside her dad at the long table. She wanted to curl into a ball and roll down the hill, away from everyone. But she couldn't do that. There was no turning back now.

Vylma held her face as normal as she could when she walked towards her parents who looked at her. Her dad gave her a smile while her mother looked at her up and down, trying to see if she was hurt. Vylma wasn't hurt on the outside, but she was on the inside, where no one could see.

"I'm just going to start by saying that we need to win this war and I'm not sure how." Vylma began and just wanted this to be over with, "Grimmel will go full out. He has an army, big enough to tear Berk apart and has cages for every dragon on this island. He won't take any prisoners, except for the Haddocks because they are the lead family and he spoke about... hunting or putting a bounty on Stoick, Finn, Magnhild and mum's heads. Basically he want you, dad, to suffer, like it wasn't enough that he's after Toothless." Vylma had glanced at Toothless when she said his name and she looked away way to quickly for it not to be noticed by her mum, who had had her eyes on her daughter the whole time to make sure she would see if something was off.

Hiccup curled his fits and pressed his lips together after listening to the information he had been giving. "This was something I was afraid off."

"He can't take down every dragon on Berk. Not with Toothless as the alpha and -"

"Believe me, Fishlegs," Vylma interrupted, "He can and he will take down every dragon that comes his way. I don't know if he has ever fought dragons in the presence of a alpha before, but that won't stop him for trying and... succeed."

"You sound like we don't have a chance against him." Eret said and crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes at Vylma.

That was because Vylma felt like they didn't. Every time she thought of a way for them to win this war, her mind flashed to the weapons, the warriors and the dragons in cages Grimmel possesed. The way Grimmel spoke with confidence that he would win this war without any problems, made Vylma think they didn't have a chance against him. He spoke highly of his well trained soldiers and his weapons that could easily kill any dragon meters away. He wasn't afraid to face anyone or anything and Vylma knew by then this war was going to be tough. Maybe even impossible.

One part of her told her that she was still shaking from what Grimmel made her do and everything she had seen on that island. Every dragons scream, whimper and pain was fresh in her mind and the all the night fury's standing in that house, like wasted dead statues for evidence to tell people what Grimmel could do. And it frightened Vylma. Knowing what he could do to dragons and people.

What frightened her most what was she could do. Kill a dragon. She never thought she could harm a dragon, but here she was having killing one.

Vylma had told the crew that saw her come bloody and pale on the boat what had happened and then she told the council. They all told her that she did it for them, for her people. Keeping them safe was her duty and she had done just that. Protecting her people, like a queen should do. Even Alvar had tried to talk some sense into her. It had helped, but not enough she could completely agree with them.

It had been the purpose of doing it. She had told herself that killing the night fury was to gain Grimmels trust and that was she needed to do. Have Grimmels trust to protect her people and Berk. But now, after killing the dragon, she felt dirty, ashamed, horrible and a disappointment to her family and her belief. What would her grandmother say if she was alive? What would her parents say if they knew?

Her parents couldn't know about any of it. Ever.

Vylma stood up straight and with her chin high when she spoke to Eret, her voice as natural she could master at that moment. "That's because we don't. We need a really good plan if we want to win. Grimmel is not playing around and will do whatever it takes to get his hands on Toothless and burn Berk to the ground."

Vylma heard Toothless cooing and a image of a blue and white, red eye came into her mind. The feeling of a warm body go limp under her hands came out of nowhere and cold water washed over her.

She shivered and she knew her mother caught it.