I didn't dream that night. What would I dream of? I had only had a handful of experiences in my new life and so the night just slipped away and I was awoken the next morning. The sun crept though the cracks in the wooden planks that made the front wall of the Great Hall. The sunlight poured through and found its way to where I was sleeping. Golden rays of light caressed my face and I sighed and readjusted myself, not wanting to get up just yet. I then heard another sigh not that far form me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Snotlout's face right in front of mine.

"Hello my beautiful goddess of ... uh ... beauty" Snotlout said. I was still groggy from sleeping but I opened my eyes fully to see what was going on. Snotlout was on my bed, laying on top of the covers, and flexing his mussels. I screamed and reacted hitting him in the face.

Snotlout fell out of my bed and hit the stone floor. He ran off yelling "Your lucky I don't hit girls."

Now that I was startled away I saw Astrid entering the great hall. Snotlout ran past her and she could see that he was holding his nose. She closed the distance between us and asked "What happened there?".

I replied slightly shocked "He was laying on my bed when I woke up!".

She replied in an disapproving manner "And you hit him for that! What is wrong with you?"

"Wha' ... I ... he ... I couldn't" I stuttered shocked that she was taking his side.

As I fumbled with my words a smile grew on Astrid's face.

After she let me stutter for a while she said "Freya! Calm down. I'm messing with you. If anything you should have hit him harder."

It took me a second to remember that when she said 'Freya' it was addressing me.

Astrid noticed my blank stare and said jokingly "Hello you still in there. You didn't lose your memory again did you?"

"No it just took me a second to remember my name is 'Freya' " I said, getting out of bed and putting on the clothes I took off the previous night.

"Did you forget your title too?" Astrid said smugly.

I just shot her a look and she chuckled.

I was now completely dressed and I walked towards Astrid saying "You know, for someone who gets enjoyment out of watching Hiccup suffer you seem to have an odd interest in what subtle comments he makes, if it was even intentional, about me."

"I don't enjoy watching him suffer." said Astrid as we walked towards the great halls entrance together.

"Really ..." I said with a disapproving look.

"I don't ... it's just that ever since he killed the Red Death Hiccups ... well he hasn't been Hiccup." Astrid explained.

"Whats a Red Death?" I asked.

"A really big dragon that was controlling the other smaller dragons. Anyway he went from Hiccup the Useless to Hiccup the Dragon Conquerer and it sometimes gets to his head. So every time he gets a little to ... well ... 'Snotlouty' I take it upon myself to make sure he remembers he's Hiccup." she explained.

"Well I can see why you don't want another Snotlout around here but that only answered half of my question." I pried.

"Nope I think that was all you wanted to hear, right." Astrid said in an intimidating tone.

"Oh ... I guess it was." I responded, trying to avoid further confrontation.

"Anyway Gobber sent me to get you and send you to the forge?" Astrid said.

"Gobber? Wait did he find out where this seal was from?!" I asked excitedly.

"Maybe. He just asked me to tell you to head to the forge." Astrid said, my excitement rubbing off on her.

I started running into the town and then stopped and turned to ask Astrid "Which way?".

"On the opposite side of the well to Hiccups house." she informed me.

I was grateful and would have thanked her if my excitement hadn't outweighed my appreciation. I ran down the steps from the great hall and saw the forge right where Astrid had described it to be. I saw the big, peg-legged Gobber sharpening a sword on a whetstone. I ran up to him and interrupted him in what he was doing. I knew it was rude but I wanted to find out who I was at last.

"Did you find out where my seal is from?" I sharply asked as he was still getting over the shock my interruption.

"Whatcha! Didn't anyone ever tell you not to startle a man with a sword in his hand!" he yelled at me.

"No" I said, rather nonchalantly.

"Oh ... right" he said and went back to his metalwork.

I was mad that he forgot my question so I interrupted his work again "Did you find my seal?".

The man suddenly remembered that he had searched for my seal and said "Oh ... right the seal.". He scratched his head with his prosthetic hook and said "So thats why I called you hear. I remember now." He again ignored me and went back to sharpening his sword.

I was so furious at his absent mindedness I grabbed the sword from him and pointed it at him. I screamed at him "IF YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT YOU FOUND ABOUT MY SEAL RIGHT NOW I'M GONNA MAKE YOU WISH HADEN'T SHARPENED THIS AT ALL!"

The man looked unperturbed and inspected me.

"Good posture. Strait sword arm." he observed.

I grabbed the sword with both my hands and brought it back it back for a swing. I tried swinging it forward but it was stuck. I tried wrenching it free and then a a deep voice came from behind me "Thats enough lass!". I cringed and turned my head to see the chief holding the flat edge of the sword with one hand.