Okay, I am officially flipping out now. Thank you all so much for reviewing and I hope this answers some of your questions! (I'm still freaking out like literally shaking with excitement... or maybe it's just because it's extremely cold up here) But yes, and thank you all so much for the comments! The POV will change a lot so sorry but I try to label when the POV changes. Also here is the link to the Dragon's King which I mentioned earlier in the AU:
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— 6 Months Later —
"Hicca? Where'd you go?" Valka called through their home. Ever since the King had given them his blood, they both could feel the effects. Hicca had been able to walk at just barely a year old and Valka had never seen a faster and more agile child. And herself, well, even as she walked around their three roomed home, searching for Hicca who had taken to running off, she felt as if a small coil was within her. It was never there before, but it possessed a certain power and speed which she was adjusting to. She was quieter, more agile and her vision was clearer.
"Mama! O'er heur!" she heard her daughter's voice outside. Sighing, she walked out of the entrance to see her daughter seated on the ground.
"What are you doing?" she asked and leaned next to her child. The two were unnaturally close already, which Valka was very happy for but couldn't help imagine what it would've been like if they were still with Stoick but she dismissed it fast. She knew that the gap in her heart that her husband still claimed would never be filled unless she returned to her home, and she was too happy to do that.
"Drauin'!" Hicca exclaimed and pointed to where several black charcoal marks lay.
"It looks amazing! Why don't we bring Cloudjumper over." she smirks as she hears the dragon perk at her name. Cloudjumper has become more of a friend than she ever has. All of the dragons have. Even the King has become a parental figure to the young girl.
"Cau-umper!" Hicca jumps up and runs over to the dragon who is perched atop their home.
"Yes little one?" the dragon asked and gracefully jumped down to land in front of the toddler who didn't even flinch at the towering dragon.
"'ome!" Hicca beckoned him and hurried back over to where Valka was laughing.
"What's so funny?" Cloudjumper asked as she walked over, peering at the drawing as Hicca smiled and pointed at it.
"The ten foot dragon lands in front of my daughter and she doesn't even flinch? Glad to see the day." Valka smirks and earns a small hit from Cloudjumper. The two of them had found an almost sister like bond, though much more pleasant than her bond she'd had with Bukara.
The King's blood had changed many things within her and Hicca. Along with improving their overall speed and agility, she found that she had generally clearer senses, though not as clear as a dragon's, and she also had fangs. They'd come in a week after the two had arrived and she noticed that as Hicca was teething, she was also getting two sharper canines than usual. Of course, Valka's were retractable and Hicca's were not yet, it was still a strange experience.
And another reason you cannot return to Berk. A small voice told her in her mind but she was quickly forced to push the thought out of her mind as she heard yelling farther down in the cavern.
"Hicca, get inside please." Valka told her daughter who instantly obeyed and hurried into the home, pupils dilated to slits.
"Let's go." Cloudjumper didn't even wait for a response before bounding off. Valka had instantly jumped onto the dragon's back, holding onto a large horn in the center of Cloudjumper's back as to not fall off. After a while, she'd taken to riding on different dragon's backs, as they didn't mind. One of their family did not have wings, so they felt obliged to provide them with some.
They zipped through the cavern as other dragons perked up at the yelling. The space was always filled with colors, even at night when everyone retreated into their own caves.
Quickly, they were at the other side of the nest where several dragons were gathering. Suddenly, a large blue blast of fire whizzed over by their left and hit a ledge behind them, the ice peak falling and crumbling, luckily avoiding crushing any dragons.
Soon they were on the ground and Valka quickly jumped off, making her way to the front of the ring of dragons.
Huddled against the wall was a small black dragon. It's green eyes were narrowed, it's wings pushed up and out in an attempt to look intimidating as it bared it's teeth.
"Get away! Back away! Let me be!" the small dragon hissed at them. "HUMAN!" the small dragon screeched, catching sight of her. "GET AWAY FROM ME MOTHER KILLER!" it screamed and shot a blast of fire towards her.
With speed she was still getting used to, she stepped to the side as Cloudjumper raised a wing and blocked the fire ball which died against then fire resistant wing.
"Calm down please." she told the small dragon, lowering her arms.
"How do you know our language Mother Killer?" the dragon snarled at her. It looked like no other dragon she'd ever seen before, which she found was a common reoccurrence now. It was completely black with bright green eyes. It's white teeth were sharp for a newborn and his wings seemed to have developed way faster then any of the other hatchlings.
"Please little Nightfury," Cloudjumper stepped forwards, "she means no harm. She is apart of our nest."
"No! They killed my mother!" the Nightfury protested before large tears began to fall from it's eyes.
"It is okay little one. It is okay." a Sweet Death stepped forwards from the crowd, it's four heads not bickering like usual. Valka recognized him as LARS, one letter for each head, and he moved in to wrap a large wing around the Nightfury.
"Okay." the small dragon nodded, sighing against the much larger dragon. A small figure then burst from the crowd, only stopping in front of the dragon who was wiping away his tears.
"Hicca!" Valka called and darted forwards after her.
"He'o." Hicca smiled at the dragon. This time, the dragon didn't edge away, but instead shook itself out of LARS's grip and stepped forwards. "Cu-me 'ere." Hicca opened her arms. And for a beat, no one did anything.
Then, the dragon leaped forwards. Valka was about to scream, or get in the way, or do something, but it was not needed.
He simply jumped into the toddler's arms, knocking her over as she smiled and laughed, clinging to his neck.
"Looks like someone found a new friend." Valka chuckled as did the rest of the assembled dragons.
"So little one," a blue Natter named DeathSpike stepped forwards. "what are you doing here?"
"I don't know." the Nightfury replied as it stepped aside so Hicca could stand. "But can I stay here?" he looked upon DeathSpike with large eyes. "I like this two-legged, so can I stay? I promise to be good."
"Oh yes! Please can he stay?" Hicca joined in, jumping up and down.
"Let's go ask the King." Cloudjumper offered. The rest of the dragons had already dispersed, leaving only the four of them.
"The King?" the NightFury asked as Valka and Hicca moved to ride on Cloudjumper.
"Yes, the King. He is the King of all Dragons, and the best too." Hicca informed him as she tried to make her way up Cloudjumper's leg but was slipping. Valka stepped forwards to help her but the Nightfury pushed her up with it's snout as they talked on.
"Looks like Hicca found her new best friend." Cloudjumper remarked to Valka.
"What?" Hicca called, hearing her name.
"Nothing!" Valka replied. "That kid has too good of ears." Valka remarked as Cloudjumper spread his wings. The small Nightfury did also as the two little ones conversed in the air.
Oh yeah, Hicca found a buddy.
— 7 Years Later, Hicca's POV —
"Mom!" I called down to her from where I was sitting on Toothless. The sun was high in the sky and we still had a good hour before we got to the small village of Limar.
"Yeah?" mom yelled over the wind. Her black cloak was being pulled back by the wind so it was easy to see the brown armor and green shirt she wore. The inside of her cloak was lined with fur so she was still warm as it clasped over her throat.
"Toothless and I see a boat below, soar up!" I warned her as she looked down. The fleet of ships were easy to see, large wooden ships that were decorated with shields and colorful designs of people slaying dragons. Wonderful.
She nodded in affirmation and Cloudjumper tilted his wings, putting in a burst of speed so that he flew higher into the air and out of sight. Since Toothless is much smaller than Cloudjumper, he doesn't need to hide as at this altitude he looks like a bird. Cloudjumper.. not so much.
"Do you wanna mess with the slayers?" Toothless offered.
"No, mom got us in trouble last time, remember? And dragons are supposed to be smart." I huffed and was quickly rewarded with a quick smack from his wing.
"Ow!" I exclaimed. "Fine, if the little baby wants to mess with a bunch of idiots, so be it." I say as he cheers.
Sighing, I lean in closer to the saddle and snap my mask across my mouth. Since we lived in the nest, we couldn't find things such as cloth and leather so most of the time we would go to random villages to trade. Also, since mom knew a lot about forgery, we'd built a forge back at the nest. I was still learning but she could easily pound away and make some of the best weapons using something she likes to call Dragon Sheen, or basically a small combination of dragon scales and metal. But we traded kitchen supplies and tools from traders and townsfolk.
Personally, I liked to tinker best. I'd made myself several gadgets and improvised using a lot of dragon secrets.
Toothless tipped his wings, catching a downwards draft as he flew on silent wings. I crouched closer in anticipation. It had become kind of a game between us and whatever ships we found.
We flew behind them before Toothless barrel rolled and shot downwards. The wind whipped the edges of my hair that poked out of the helmet. The blue water got closer and closer until Toothless snapped his wings in and we plunged into the water behind the ship. Since it was summer the water was still cold, but we weren't in any danger of getting sick because of it.
I puffed out my cheeks and squinted my eyes, blinking rapidly as the salt water stung them. Deciding to close them, I felt Toothless pushing us forwards with his wings. It seemed to take forever, or at least until my lungs were about to explode, when we surfaced.
Rubbing my eyes to get the saltwater out of them, I looked around. The fleet was shaped as an arrow and we were at the back left ship, pressed right against the side of the ship. On board were a bunch of very large and gruff people, some with thick, heavy beards and other women with long braided hair.
Since I was never really among humans, I usually didn't care of my appearance. Mom liked to keep her hair long and braided back while I preferred her to chop it off. It was cut just under my chin, though I had unruly bangs too, though those were hidden by the black mask.
Fishing around at my belt, I pulled up the small leather bag. Inside was a bunch of broken egg shells. A while ago, I'd discovered that dragon egg shells explode on impact after accidentally stepping on one. I also discovered that they were a great distraction, causing a small explosion and a loud bang.
Toothless swam alongside the boat which was going really slow compared to the speed I was used to going in the air.
Standing up on the leather saddle, I balanced easily. Plucking out a small pebble like piece of shell, I aimed for the feet of a large man. He had small, really blue, beady eyes with a blond beard that was braided in several sections.
I threw it hard and ducked. Hearing a loud bang and several yells, I snickered along with Toothless. It was seriously entertaining to watch them fret around trying to figure out what caused the bang.
While mom had taught me the Norse language, I was a bit more fluent in the throaty language of dragons, though I could still make out what they were saying. Hearing several men and women cursing, I snickered. They have really dirty mouths.
And then an extremely loud yell got my attention. "Aster! What in Odin's beard are you looking at?" a deep voice yelled.
My head snapped up to look at the deck where a boy was looking over the railing. He hadn't seen me yet as he was near the front of the boat, but he was going to spot me in a few seconds. He had long blond hair that was pulled into a braid that fell over his shoulder with bangs shading his blue eyes.
Grabbing three different pebbles, I threw them near his hands. He shrieked and stumbled backwards as the loud bursts of sound and light scared him away from the side.
"I thought I saw something thrown from the water." I heard him protest.
"Okay time to get going now." I whispered in Toothless's ear. Now this was always the hard part, and the most tedious which was kind of why mom hated me doing this.
Standing up on the saddle, I jumped up onto the side of the ship, swinging up onto the back balcony of the ship. When I was on the deck I was allowed for a moment to observe.
The brutish people were gathered around the front where the small boy was being scolded. A man with a large black beard and brown beady eyes was manning the rudder while a few men and women strolled around, but most were focused on the boy and his father.
Knowing that Toothless was soon about to cause a ruckus, I began the plan. Darting forwards I grabbed several small pebbles and grew them agains the mast. They caused a large explosion of light and several loud cracks.
"What the-" the large blond man roared but I was already in action. A woman lunged towards me but she was small compared to the dragons I wrestled against. And lost to but that's not the point. Dodging out of her grip I danced around the ship, avoiding people and throwing the broken pieces around and creating explosions, disrupting them.
Hearing nails against wood I swiveled towards the back of the ship where Toothless was climbing up the back of the ship, undetected.
I was a blur, sprinting towards the back while several people chased after me, yelling in confusion as I dodged them; a small black blur jumping around their ship.
When I finally reached the back I pushed off a wooden box and launched myself onto the back of the ship. I heard a whiz and something buried in the wood behind me, but I quickly scurried up the back just as Toothless was taking off. Pushing myself out, I grabbed onto the saddle and pulled myself down as he took off.
An axe or two were thrown after us but Toothless was too fast for them. Clutching to the edge of the saddle, I yanked myself down so that I was pressed against him as he climbed in height and speed. This might've been the fastest we'd ever been going.
"Woohoo that was fun!" I whooped and smiled as Toothless slowed down.
"Did you see their faces?" he asked, excitement and adrenaline still running through his veins. "I think we beat our record for time." he exclaims, but then a strong down current and I know we're in trouble.
"What do you have to say for yourself young lady?!" mom yelled to us from Cloudjumper who also had a look of disappointment on his face.
"Um, we had fun?" Toothless offered as I unclasped the side of my mask and it was thrown open by the wind. Because of the air, the armor and my clothes were almost dry, a little damp in some places but it was okay.
I saw a smile flicker across her face before she yelled back "We'll discuss this later."
"Sweet, we're off the hook for now." I smirked and Toothless shot a blast forwards in excitement.
"For now." mom echoed and I laughed.
— Aster —
"I swear father! There was something there!" Aster protested against his father. Mother was standing not too far away tutting her head as several others snickered around him.
"Stop making up lies Aster and tell the truth. Did you cause that explosion?" his father demanded and he sighed for the second time.
"No father I did not. I just thought that I-"
"So then stop with this nonsense!" he unhinged his jaw to yell at him again but then there was another explosion down at the back of the ship. Several went off at once as people shrieked and hollered, raising axes against this blur that danced around on the ship. Despite there being at least thirty or forty vikings on the ship, it wasn't caught, instead it confused those who tried to pursue it with explosions and it's speed.
It brushed by Aster and set an explosion off by his feet making him stumble backwards as he drew his small dagger.
Near the back of the ship there was a bunch of splashing and something shot out of the water and onto the ship.
"An ambush!" someone cried through the explosions and light shows. Then, just as the blur was here, it darted towards the back. Several people threw their axes at it but it was no good. In an instant it was shooting across the water, rising higher and higher until it disappeared in the clouds.
Later they would tell everybody that it was a new and rare breed of dragon. They named it the Bright Shadow and classified it as a mystery dragon. Similar tales and experiences popped up for years to come. Sometimes the blur would breathe fire, catching things aflame. Sometimes it could create huge bursts of light or be able to freeze entire ships with an icy blast. The stories varied, if the dragon stole, what it did, if it harmed anyone.
But eventually the Bright Shadow disappeared like so many breeds before it. They called it a nuisance of a dragon, a pest before it finally died out.
He didn't believe it. He didn't believe it because in the distance he heard a yell of joy.
— Hicca, Four Years Later —
Heading out of the forge, I was struck with how nice and cold it was out here. "You up sleepy lizard?" I smirked as I toed Toothless.
Looking at the sun I'd realized that several hours had passed since I'd last come out here. Really? Hours? It felt like minutes.
"Trying to sleep." he complained and moved closer to the door of the forge.
"Lazy lizard." I mumbled under my breath as I made my way through the cavern towards the King's waterfall.
"My King." I said and bowed to him quickly before climbing up one of his tusks.
"Hello Hicca. How has your crafting been going?" he asked. Over the years I'd become really close with all of the dragons. They are my family. But the King, I was especially close to.
"Good, if the mold casts then I'll have my first ever sword. And also I'm nearly finished with the contraption that should be able to set my sword aflame, which I know that you guys will like." I smirk as he chuckles, shaking his tusks.
A baby Natter flaps its way over and settles next to me after licking my face several times, making my hair even more unruly. I need a hair cut soon as my bangs are constantly in my face.
Sighing, I kicked my feet against the King's tusk as I petted the small yellow Natter that curled up next to me.
"Something is troubling you dear, what is it?" he asked and I smiled.
"I swear you can read minds King." I say and pause for a while. What has been bothering me? "Well, I guess I'm just a bit confused. I mean, with what I am. It's just that my eyes and my fangs tell me I'm a dragon, yet my body and my mind tell me I'm a human. And mom is the same way, yet I don't even know how. I know that my father is a viking and that my mother was once a viking, but I know nothing after that." everything continues to spew out in a mess of words as I angrily throw my hands in the air before running them through my hair.
"I believe it's time that we tell you where we came from." I heard my mom say from the end of the tusk. Looking up, her grey eyes, slitted like a dragon's, met mine and I smiled weakly.
Most of the time we used the language of the dragons and whenever we talked in Norse it was usually a fragment of a sentence. It gets a bit confusing sometimes switching between languages but it works out fine.
"That, would be a revelation. But first, you must sit next to me." I say and pat the spot next to me. It feels weird speaking completely in Norse, yet it's refreshing.
There was a pause where the small Natter cooed and rubbed its snout against my shirt.
"We used to live on an island called Berk." mom begins. "Your father was- is an amazing man. At least, he should still be alive." her grey eyes sparkled in excitement and… love. "He cared for you deeply. You were very small, well you still are-"
"Hey!" I protested but she and the King only chuckled.
"-and no one thought you'd survive one night. Yet you proved everyone wrong my little fighter."
"Not little." I add in annoyance but she only rubs my hair.
"You need a haircut, but that's not important right now. But then, when you were about only a year old, you got sick." her voice got really quiet then and she wrung her hands around the small silver ring that had a simple green rock in the middle of it.
"Is that your wedding ring?" I asked and nodded towards the ring. It might've been sad that I didn't even know if it was my mother's wedding ring or not.
"Huh? Oh, yes. Smart one you are." she smiled. "But you were sick, and you probably weren't going to make it. And you have to understand, that some queens are bad so they command their subjects to do horrible things. But, we used to have raids. Dragon raids. They would often come during the night, taking sheep and cattle and anything else. But one night, there was Cloudjumper. He knew you were sick, so he took us. And brought us here."
"So Cloudjumper kidnapped us?" I asked teasingly as she laughed.
"In a way, yes. But I'm glad he did. Now, King, I do believe that it is your turn to take over the story." she looked at the King who's tusk we were still sitting on.
"Yes, I do believe so. When Cloudjumper brought your mother and you to me, she requested that you two be accepted into our nest. So, for the dragons to accept you and to save your life, I gave you a part of me so that you both were part dragon, part human. The best of both worlds." he said and ducked his head which made the two of us cling tighter and the baby Natter to take off.
"But who was my father?" I ask the one question that has bothered me for years.
She sighed, a look of longing and love in her eyes, "His name is Stoick the Vast, and he was, is, a dragon killer." she admitted.
Dragon killer? My father? A shudder ran through me and she could tell as she wrapped her arms around me.
"And that is why I wanted to stay here. You and I no longer belong there, we belong with the dragons." she said and rubbed her cheek against my head, a sign of affection among dragons.
"But part of me is a- a-" I couldn't even say the word. After having lived with dragons my entire life, becoming their friends, learning from them, having fun, it was impossible thinking that in my blood was the blood of a dragon murderer.
"Hicca." the King said and I looked up from my hands. "You have lived with us for almost eleven years of your life. At the beginning I was unsure of welcoming you two. But now, I cannot imagine what this place would be like without you and your mother. You are a part of our family now, and will be for forevermore." he says and blows an icy breath over the two of us.
"Thank you King." I say, ruffling my hair so that the ice fell off and onto my lap.
"You are welcome Hicca." he says as mom drags me up.
"How about we go flying?" she asks and doesn't even wait for a response, already knowing the answer.
"Goodbye King!" I call over my shoulder as I chase mom back to the cave.
"Hey, where are you going?" a Gronkle named Titan asked, flying along the ground as I raced back towards the cave, jumping gracefully from rock to rock.
"Flying, wanna join?" I replied as I skidded to a stop just outside the entrance of our house.
"Sure, I'll go get Skreed and Blown." he replied before flying off to get our other two friend.
"Wake up Toothless! We're going flying!" I smile as I jump inside. There are three rooms in the cave, each separated by a rock wall.
The first was the kitchen that had a fire going and several herbs around the counter and fish hanging from hooks that we'd attached to the ceiling. Several knives and pans hung from the walls and a couple of cushions were scattered around.
Mom and I each had our own rooms because I was so messy. My room had a large, charred slab of rock in the corner, which served as a bed as Toothless and I slept together, in the corner while everything else was a mess of extra parts, tools and small projects for weapons and such.
Grabbing my leather shirt I slipped it on along with my pants and boots as for now I was barefoot. Clipping on my belt I sheathed two daggers and pulled on my chest plate which was attached to the shoulder pads and covered the top of my chest. On the bottom half of my torso I already had on my under layer which was brown and made so that it resembled dragon scales. Yanking on my gloves I pulled on the forearm guards that had several gadgets and even my Fire Breather hidden under the left one. Finally, I clipped my black cloak on, grabbing my helmet.
Usually I never really took off so many layers of my gear, but the forge was extremely hot as dragon scales and Dragons Sheen have a very high melting point.
"You coming?" mom called from outside.
"Yeah, yeah." I replied and hurried out the door to where everyone was waiting.
"Oh good, she showed up." Blown snickered. She was a Timber Wing, and while not fully grown she was easily twice the size of Toothless. Though that didn't make him any less intimidating.
"Shut it." I mumbled before jumping on Toothless. We were the first in the air as mom and Cloudjumper raced to catch up with us.
"Am I slow now?" I called once we got up into the sky.
"Shut up!" Skreed called from below and I laughed. Leaning forwards I accidentally dug my elbow into a small point in Toothless's neck.
"What the-" he groaned before his wings froze and we began falling. I immediately flew upwards and off of the saddle as I distantly heard several chinking sounds.
I heard a loud whooshing above me and Blown was right above me, her large claws extended. Stretching up to catch it, I grabbed her claws. She performed a barrel roll, flinging me up so that I twisted in the air before landing in the middle of her back.
"What the in Hel's name was that?" I asked, looking to my mom who had caught up with us along with Titan and Skreed. She'd taken to also wearing a mask that was made of leather that seemed to pull back over her head.
"No idea. Cloudjumper?" she asked the dragon under her.
"Dragons have many secrets, some that we don't even know. We've shared the ones we do know with you two, anything else we have no idea." she replied and shrugged her shoulders as we continued to fly.
I heard a screeching sound from above and instantly began moving over to Blown's shoulder. A black blur passed right between dragons and continued shooting downwards.
Jumping off of her shoulder, I fell down towards Toothless.
"Ey buddy, mind catching me?" I called to him. He flipped around, his signature gummy smile with his tongue hanging out. He spread his wings and caught an air current, rising up so that he caught me in his legs. He was warm and I could feel his heart beating in excitement. He flipped over again so that he spread his wings and continued to coast as I clung to his arm, climbing up it until I was back on the saddle.
Yet, as I climbed on I noticed a new trail of spikes that ran down his back.
"Hey Toothless, did you notice this?" I asked and poked one of the spines which caused all of them to flap out.
"Yep, I don't know what happened, but check this out." he said and began climbing in altitude. We soared past Blown, Titan, Mom, and Skreed, climbing higher and higher until we were even higher than the clouds.
I grasped the saddle as I felt him pause as we crested over. And then we were falling.
Toothless straightened himself out into an arrow and pointed downwards as we fell and soared at the same time. The wind rushed by my face and body as I pressed myself to his back. Soon I had to close my eyes as the wind was bringing tears to my eyes. I heard a ringing around us and soon I felt us rocket by the others, heading straight for the ground.
And then we were jerked to the right. I almost fell off but I held on as several more jerks then slowed us down.
"That was amazing!" I whooped as soon as we slowed next to the group of dragons who were watching us.
"It looked amazing too." Titan said. "Since when can you make such sharp turns Toothless?"
"Don't know, but I have more control and more spines." he replies.
"Well anyways, tag." Skreed rammed into us. He was a thick dragon with a large, bone hard tail and a large maw.
"Oh, you're on." I smirked as everyone scattered. They were going down.
— Berk —
Today was the day. Stoick reminded himself. To everyone it was just a regular day. People lost their families and friends regularly on Berk. It was part of being a viking. No one was ever too sympathetic about it.
Though he would hide his grief in laughs, he would be drowning himself in mead late into the night, he knew this.
"Oi Stoick." he heard Gobber calling him from outside of his house.
"I'm comin' jus' hold youa' helmet." he bellowed through the door, swinging it open to reveal the patched viking. He had a rock for a tooth, a peg leg and hook for a hand. He was definitely an odd one.
"Good. I was worrie' I'd 'ave to drag you out." Gobber smiled at him but he knew the significance of today for his best friend.
"You'd be lucky to get me out of bed." he told his best friend who laughed half-heartedly. And so today would be another day. Another day where the gaping hole in his heart only grew larger. Today would be Hicca's twelfth birthday.
He saw several of the other children Hicca would've been friends with. The twins were being loud and obnoxious as usual and he could hear Snoutlout bragging about herself from here while Fishlegs argued with her about something. And then Aster wasn't standing not too far off, twirling his dagger around. While he had lost his own daughter, he had watched his child's possible friends grow up. All of them were going to become proper vikings -maybe not the twins as they were always getting into trouble- and his hands shook with a rage and envy he wished wasn't there.
His Hicca would never get a change to train, to kill her first dragon, to wield a sword, to even laugh again. She was taken by that accursed dragon that no one had ever seen before nor since.
And his beautiful Valka. Well, she was taken too. A sharp sting awakened behind his eyes but he pushed that away easily. The truth was it was the sting he woke up to everyday, finding that his beautiful wife was not next to him and his beautiful daughter not in the room upstairs. All that remained was a small crib, the one which she had been taken from. His oath that night was still strong in his mind. A hand reached towards his ring which he'd hung around his neck, along with a small piece of faded cloth that was once to be his daughter's. And so he turned away from the children, envy and sadness showing their ugly colors to anyone who looked in his green eyes. Green eyes which he'd never see again.
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