"What am I going to do now?"
Hiccup brushed strands of hair away from her eyes, cupping her face lovingly. "As of now, nothing," he told her firmly.
"But-" Hiccup rested a finger of her plump lips, stroking them suggestively. "I need you to continue on as if nothing happened," he murmured. "I will pull you out when the time is ready."
Astrid gave him a small nod. "It's not going to be easy, knowing what I know now."
"I know, Milady." Hiccup kissed her knuckles. "But it is important that everything goes according to plan."
She sighed, leaning her face into his neck. Hiccup froze up for a moment at the unexpected warmth that rushed through him before slowly wrapping his arms around her.
Eret watched his wife get dressed in secrecy through an oneway mirror. She had been quite distant, more so than usually, and he couldn't figure out what he had done to upset her.
Astrid pulled a dress over her head, covering up her beautiful body and letting it hug every curve. It was cut low enough to tease some cleavage and stopped just above her knees. As she began braiding her hair over her shoulder, Eret noted for the first time that she wasn't wearing her wedding band. Something was definitely wrong.
Hiccup was just in the midst of mutilating a body when someone knocked on the door of the apartment he was currently occupying.
"Hiccup? Are you in there?" he heard Astrid call out and stiffened immediately. He quickly dragged the dead corpse to the bathroom, placing it inside the tub before hurriedly washing the blood of his hands and changing into a new shirt.
He swung the door open with a flirtatious smile on his face. "I wasn't expecting you this early."
"I thought I would surprise you," she beamed and moved in for a hug. Hiccup inhaled the sweet scent of lavender, it was so different from the smell of a dead body. He guided her into the living room.
"What would you like to drink?"
Astrid shrugged. "Why don't you surprise me." While he disappeared into the kitchen, Astrid decided to give herself a tour around the small space, trying to get a better idea of who Hiccup Haddock was. Other than being overly clean and neat, it definitely looked like a bachelor was living here. Astrid smiled at the photos on the wall, her eyes lingering on the one of Hiccup with both of his parents. As she turned to head back to the couch, she found herself stumbling over something.
She bent down with a frown to see what looked like a bloodied meat knife lying on the floor. It was also then she noted specks of dried blood around on the carpet.
"I hope you like whiskey," Hiccup voice suddenly interrupted her. Astrid rushed back to her seat just as Hiccup re-entered the room, holding two small glasses and bottle of Jack Daniels.
Astrid smiled timidly as he poured her a shot.