Sorry it's been a while. I know where this one is going, but getting there is going to be tricky. I think the next few chapters will be a bit family feels orientated. Let me know what you think! I always appreciate reviews!
When Hiccup awoke the next morning he saw two blonde heads lying close beside him. It took him a moment to figure out what he was seeing but when he did, his face broke into a wide but sleepy smile. As usual his beautiful Astrid lay beside him slumbering quietly, her blonde hair loose and perfect, but curled up between them was the smaller blonde head of their precious daughter. Camicazi had crept in during the night and curled up between them. He doubted highly that she'd ever been able to do that before. The frightened and nervous look in her green eyes had clarified that but he'd happily let her cuddle up with them. Astrid hadn't minded at all, simply relieved to have her daughter back. Hiccup wished with all his might that they could simply stay there all day... But being a chief has some major disadvantages. He groaned slightly as he pulled himself from his warm bed to the sound of Toothless warbling outside.
He was just returning from feeding Toothless when he heard footsteps on the wooden stairs. A moment later, Camicazi appeared. Her hair stuck up at odd angles and her eyes had huge bags under them. She stumbled in with careful strength, her side obviously still causing her some discomfort. He walked over, ready to assist but she slapped his hand away.
"I'm fine..." She muttered as she settled onto a chair, yawning. She began running her fingers through her hair and braiding it, still muttering things under her breath. Hiccup couldn't quite make out what she was saying. He watched her for a few minutes and then she stood quite suddenly and began rummaging through piles of things looking for something.
After a minute she'd pulled on her own leather armour and grabbed her sword and axe and walked to the door.
"Woah woah woah. Where do you think you're going young lady?" Hiccup said, quickly blocking her exit. She looked up at him with his green eyes. They suited her much better he decided.
"I'm going out. I'm going to go do some training so next time I don't nearly get myself killed. I'm not good enough yet, so I have to work harder to get better." Her voice was flat and felt almost rehearsed, like it was all too familiar. Hiccup felt a sickening in his stomach. What in Hel's name had Dagur done to his daughter?
"You're not going anywhere." She pouted at him, a fierce glare in her eyes. Hiccup recognised that look from Astrid, and more often than not, it was a death sentence.
"Why not?!" She spat.
"Because you are not yet fully recovered. You have nothing to be fighting with now. You and Sparky are safe here. You're home Cami. You're where you belong. And as your father, I'm not letting you push yourself too far too soon!"
She glared at him for a moment longer before her gaze softened and she looked at the floor, sighing, her shoulders sagged and she dropped her weapons. She sank to the floor and hugged her knees, staring blindly ahead.
Hiccup sighed. It killed him to see her in this state. All those years, how she must have suffered, and he'd never done anything. He hadn't known... But it hurt him to know all this time, Dagur had had his precious daughter, he'd done this to her.
"I don't know who I am." She said softly through tears. Hiccup sat beside her, drawing her into his arms and kissing the top of her head softly, brushing the loose stands out of her wet eyes.
"I know who you are."
"No... I have a name, it's not who I am though."
"I know that. You are a fierce warrior. You don't give up. You are strong and tough with a casual kind of beauty that could only have come from your mother. Beyond that though, at your core, you are a Dragon-Whisperer. You have the soul of a dragon, a deep and raw connection and understanding of them. You are the daughter of a warrior. You are the Dragon-Whisperer's Daughter. My daughter."