She had gotten up early, and had dressed in one of her regular dresses. Hiccup was back! She and Valka had breakfast together. She had left, citing a chore to do before the meeting. She stood now at the foot of the stairs with Heinz, and Eret, waiting for Hiccup.
A few moments later, he was striding up the hill towards them with Gjaflaug in tow. She was mildy irritated, but… Also worried. He had a stormy look on his face. Perhaps it was because of the business at hand, or maybe he didn't like anymore than she that they had to put on this act for now. He seemed to brighten a bit when he reached them. She offered a respectful curtsy.
"My Lord!" He gave her a curt nod. It stung…
"Lady Kirsten. Who is this you have with you?" She stepped aside, as was proper.
"Lord Haddock! May I present Captain Heinz Verschtop! Captain of His Majesties' ship the Venture. Captain? Chief Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third!" He bowed deeply.
"Your Majesty! 'Tis an honor ta finally meet you!" Hiccup gave him a nod.
"Well met Captain! She, she hasn't given you any trouble, has she?" He chuckled.
"AYE Highness! Every day! And more so since we've arrived!" Hiccup smiled. She was glad to see it, even though it was coming at her expense.
"REALLY? How much trouble could her Ladyship be?" OK, teasing… it was fine. As long as it made him smile…
"Ach! Your Highness! The Lady has made it a sport to test the strength of me heart! When she's not traipsin' all over the villge, she's flyin' off on a dragon! Or… causin', -trouble!" He gave her the eye…
"Lady Kirsten!" He admonished. "Please do take it easy on the good Captain! You'll need him for the trip home!" A smile crept across her face.
"No promises! Your Highness!" She curtsied innocently. Hiccup laughed as did the Captain. It was good to see. They were interrupted by Fishlegs, who told them all was prepared, and all had been summoned. Toothless bounded up too, obviously having just left a feeding station. If his fishy breath was any indication. He nudged her affectionately, until she paid him proper attention. He plodded over to Hiccup. Gjaflaug… It looked like she tried… but couldn't quite… She would try to talk to her. Maybe before today was over. Eret excused himself, and they went inside.
After waiting for longer than she was comfortable with, the three they had been waiting for arrived. In Arendelle, no one kept her waiting! But… Their eyes were everywhere, the table, her, the other members. There were no chairs for them. After they took their places in front of the table, Ansel spoke.
"Hiccup? What's the meaning of this?" TulkR was indignant.
"We are the council! We will not be summoned like…" Everyone was shocked at Hiccups response, and the force of it.
"SILENCE!" He roared. Like a dragon! "NO, you are NOT the council! We here, -ALL of us, -together, -are the council! AND I AM YOUR CHIEF! You WILL come when you are summoned! IS THAT CLEAR?" Only Bótolfr seemed even a bit cowed. Hiccup glared even harder.
"I said, IS THAT CLEAR?" Toothless growled. She saw his head pop up over the table. His lips were pulled back in a snarl. The three nodded, nervously. Hiccup got up from his chair, and walked up to them, and paced a little in front of them.
"I just have one question. Just, -a simple question… WHAT THE HEL WERE YOU THREE THINKING? First, you have a mind to insult the first, real foreign dignitary Berk has seen from outside the archipelago! Second, you not only mean to insult her, but also the very King who sent her? REALLY? And Third, You not only move to smear the Ladys' honor, but while doing so, perform an act so underhanded, so foul, so… borderline treasonous! I, -I don't even want to think about it!" All their eyes went a little wide at this. Hiccup pressed on.
"Do you three realize How many rules that breaks? How many treaties you shat upon? Do you think your position protects you from this? From the power of the Southern Kingdoms? Is there some kind of wall out there I don't know about? A wall that will protect the tribe from their wrath?" TulkR had the gall to speak up.
"We, -we need no treaties from the South to protect us! We have dragons!" Hiccup scoffed.
"NOBODY has dragons! NOBODY OWNS THEM! And I REFUSE! -I REFUSE to drag them into another purely HUMAN conflict!" She fell in love… again… right then and there. Oh Hiccup! Valka, and even Spitelout were looking at him with pride, and Gobber too! The Gothi had a smug look on her face. Hiccup continued.
"I've a mind to send the Lady back, and have her tell King Gregory that Berk is too small-minded, too inept, and too stupid to even be considered for a trading partner! Aye! And give him your names. Tell him it was you three that decided!" Only TulkR seemed, -not even concerned in the slightest. That was the one she needed to focus on! Just then, the doors to the hall burst open. There stood a large woman, with incredibly large… assets. She wore a cloak like Hiccups'. She strode purposefully into the room, nonplussed there was a meeting going on.
"Bertha!" Hiccup gave her a polite, but small bow. She returned with a deeper one, and an apology.
"Hiccup! Sorry I'm late! It's hard ta git them dragons away from the hearth sometimes." Hiccup chuckled.
"Actually, you are a little early. But I'm about finished." He took a few steps toward her.
"Bertha? May I introduce The Lady Kirsten Snjardrottnig, of -Corona! Lady Kirsten, Chief Bertha of the Bog Burgular tribe." She gave a very respectful curtsy.
"Your Highness!" Bertha spluttered.
"MY High- ohhh, I like this one! But child, there's no need here! Although some men around here could do with a lesson in proper respect for us women, aye?" She nodded.
"I agree Your Majesty! The men up here seem quite -full of themselves!" Bertha threw her head back and laughed loudly. Hiccup tried to look indignant, but he failed.
"Ahhh, child! I extend an invitation to ye! Come to Bog Island! We'll have us some tea and a chat, aye?" She dipped.
"Of course, Y, -Bertha! Perhaps this afternoon?" She nodded once. She turned to Hiccup, tipping her head. He continued.
"Alright, you three… First, You WILL apologize to The Lady Kirsten, for compromising her honor! Second, you WILL stop all this… whatever it is in the background. I had a little, chat with Bergulfr yesterday…" Their eyes went wide. Bótolfrs' mouth dropped open. "Yes! So any dealings you had there are now diffused! Groundwork has been laid for further talks, and exchanges!" Bertha straightened at this, as did the rest of the council. Spitelout nodded, a fond look on his face.
"Third, You WILL open up to the tribe, and you WILL act on THEIR behalf ALWAYS! Or I swear by the GODS! I WILL BURN YOUR HALLS TO THE GROUND! WITH, OR WITHOUT YOU IN THEM!" What! Was he, -was he serious? Or just, threatening? My Gods! The look on his face… She would ask Bertha, if she made it to Bog Island.
The three came up to her, and apologized. TulkR seemed the least sincere. She needed some background on this, there was something there… When they had finished, Hiccup turned to her.
"Lady Kirsten? You are free to go. The rest of the meeting here, pertains to matters of… state. If you will." He looked disappointed, but they both understood. She nodded, and walked up to the table and dipped.
"If I may, I would request a few moments of the councils' time to discuss a matter of, -importance… A presentation I wish to give this evening." They all agreed. She dipped to all and left.
Her meeting done, she walked towards the square. Hiccup stopped her. Gjaflaug was still with him.
"Really Kirsten? In front of the whole tribe?" These were his people. She couldn't understand why he was acting like this.
"Oh, shush Hiccup! King Gregory just wants to show his appreciation! Yes! We all do! for what you did!" Gjaflaug continued.
"Hiccup! It would also help solidify your position here. Who else in the archipelago has traveled as far as you? Who else has gained the knowledge of the South, and can use that?"
"Thank you, but my position doesn't need solidifying! Now would at least one of the several women in my life please understand how, -uncomfortable this make me?" She heard a faint, yet familiar squawking…
"Not likely My Lord!" The sound got louder, her attention was drawn skyward.
"Aye! And those several women you speak of are just probably looking out for you!" Gjaflaug said. "Wouldn't you agree Lady Kirsten?" There was a speck, getting larger…
"Yes! All those imaginary women in his life, -just, -looking out. for. him…" She answered, unthinking. Gjaflaug giggled. Hiccup scoffed.
"Well, you two know I am THE catch of the archipelago!" There! It, -it was a Deadly Nadder! But, the color… Was it? Could it be?
She landed heavily in the square, squawking loudly. She ran up and wrapped her arms as far around her head as she could manage.
"Hulda! Where have you been? I've been waiting for you!" She scratched her jaw. She squawked and chirped happily. Her tongue darted out and licked her front. She glanced over her shoulder. Hiccup looked, -stunned. Gjaflaug… There were traces of hurt, then a furious scowl. She turned and ran off. She called after her. Hiccup spun around and did the same. Either she didn't hear, or… His shoulders sagged.
"Hiccup? I'll, -I should, talk to her, yes?" He closed his eyes and nodded. When he opened them, their gaze met. He seemed to brighten a little. He walked toward them and put a hand out. Hulda pushed her beak into his hand without preamble. She cooed and chirped tenderly.
"I know you! You rascal!" She chirped happily.
"You, -you know her?" She was confused.
"She, we, -saw her several years ago… and after, -Astrids' passing, I've seen her more than a few times. We thought she and Stormfly were sisters…" She sent him a look. "-It was in the way they acted towards each other, preening each other… a different greeting…" Oh! "She, she would stay for a few days, then leave." She nodded, and continued to scratch Hulda, as did he. Stormfly was, -her dragon… These two were sisters… It was strange… maybe… yes! It meant, -something…
Their fingers brushed slightly, not -intentional, -on her part anyways. They shared a look, a moment… And it was broken. He smiled that smile…
"Well? What are you waiting for? Get changed! Grab your saddle!" Oh! YES! She turned, she then noticed people gathering in the square… she shook it off. She ran for the Chiefs' house. She was up the stairs and changed quicker than she had ever been. She shared a fond scratch with Hiln before she grabbed her saddle. She was walking up to Hulda, she and Toothless were… greeting? Each other? it was odd. She noticed the crowd had grown.
Hiccup helped saddle her, with her permission, of course. She was quickly on her back ready to take off, but she didn't. She looked over, Hiccup had her full attention. Scratching her jaw. He nuzzled her, and said something that melted her heart.
"Be careful with her will you? When you carry her, you carry my heart!" Hulda cooed and nuzzled him. He was lucky they were in public, because she was ready to leap off that saddle, and yyyeeeaaahhh… They shared another look. It spoke volumes. She looked over the gathered crowd, and flashed a bright smile. She patted Hulda on her shoulder.
"C'mon girl! Let's go!" She leapt into the air. A few beats of her wings, and they were high above the crowd. She turned and dove towards them. Anna would be sooo jealous! She couldn't help the scream coming from her lips. Oooh! And Rapunzel! She may have ridden on Toothless, but she had her very own dragon!
They pulled out of the dive well above their heads, then swooped back up into the sky, nearly vertical. She screamed again. It was exhilarating! Just like when she had released her magic for the first time. Unbridled in the solitude of her ice palace!
Hulda performed a few gentle rolls before leveling out above the clouds. This was different. Flying with Biscuit had been a bit challenging. He seemed to know what she wanted, but it was either too much, or too little. Hulda, just. knew. She patted her shoulder.
"That was awesome girl! But I'm still new to this, yes?" She squawked twice, and looked back at her. She couldn't tell if Hulda could actually understand her. But, -yes! This was different. Hulda knew, and she wouldn't let anything bad happen to her. She looked around. There were puffy clouds all around. She directed Hulda into one. It was amazing! It wasn't solid at all! It was… just water! Water! Floating up here in the air! The coolness was a relief.
They went back up above the clouds. She looked around. A feeling washed over her. She was, -free. She was completely, absolutely, -free! She had a dragon, and her powers. She could go, -anywhere! Do anything! Anything she wanted was possible. She started to think of all the places she wanted to go. All the things she wanted to see. Ever since she was a child, all the places she'd dreamed of…
But, -no… She was a Queen. And being Queen meant she had, -responsibilities. To her people, her kingdom… And she had, -Hiccup! Although, -having was relative at this point. But, -yes! She was to be his Queen. They would share the responsibilities. Looking after the tribe. Hiccup had the dragons, and his work at the forge. She could help with the dragons, -a little, and she could… sew, and knit… Yes! That could be her little part! Her small contribution to the tribe. In Arendelle, it would be completely below her. But here, things were different…
And she could help out on the diplomatic front as well. Which reminded her of her plan… She had her dragon, she would now visit all the tribes. Every one of them! Meet the people she meant to rule. Talk to them, find out what they needed. And do what she could to bring them happiness, to make them better… She was interrupted from her thoughts by a voice off to her left.
"My child! But you do learn quickly!" She spun her head to see Bertha blink into view. Her dragon was red in color with a flat, slender body. Two very long antennae stuck out from its' head. Its' wings were triangular. She noticed her staring.
"It's a Changewing dear! His name's Nial. They're damn handy ta have if ye want ta sneak around!" To prove her point, she had him blink in, then out of sight. It was amazing!
"They're a bit high-strung, and very naughty sometimes!" The dragon turned and gave her a sheepish look. Huh! "-And they're fiercely territorial, but they're mighty sweet most times!" She scratched him and he lidded his eyes and gurgled.
"That's a very pretty Nadder ye have there!" Hulda squawked, and preened. Don't you know it! Elsa chuckled. "-How did ye come across it?"
"Well, she -just showed up one day about a week before we arrived. I was able to -bond with her. She stayed a few days, then left." Bertha nodded, and gave her a look.
"And how were ye able ta do that? There's no dragons down south. -Hasn't been for quite a long time… So I've been told." There was that look again.
"I was able to meet Toothless before Hiccup" Dammit! "-left my country…" It was his fault! But these were allies… Sneaky, women warrior, allies. She felt she could trust her. She liked Bertha immensly already. There was a look before she spoke again.
"Let's go have us some tea, Aye?" She nodded enthusiastically. They banked left and flew on. About an hour and a half later, they were flying over Bog Island. Indeed, a great portion of the island was a swampy mess. But thanks to Hiccup and Fishlegs, and the dragons, some of it was being reclaimed for croplands and pastures. They had a sizable herd of sheep, Along with smaller ones of goats and cattle. She groused a little because, also thanks to Hiccup, Their raiding days were coming to an end. But that was an issue to be tackled once she retired.
They landed outside the Main Hall. Bertha took her on a tour of the village. It was smaller than Berk. They visited the forge, the dragon training arena, and the docks. Bertha told her of how, nearly three hundred years ago, a group of women split off from the main group that had sailed here. They formed their own little tribe where men were not allowed. They soon became a force to be reckoned with. They raided far and wide, gaining a fearsome reputation. A treaty had been signed in short order, and was in place up to this very day.
They went to the Chiefs' Hall where they sat by the fire, sipping tea. Bertha told her of more recent history. The dragons raided them too, but Berk always had it worse. Until a young Hiccup Haddock pulled off the most amazing victory in their entire history. Peace reigned as they had never known before. The dragons were spread around, though, all didn't take it too well. As some of the younger heirs took over, the gaps were filled. Those who were still killing dragons, or trying to use their power for ill means were, -dealt with, or cut off.
Word had gotten out, for along came Drago Bludvist and his dragon army. Claiming to be ridding the world of the tyranny of dragons. Humph! He meant to replace one tyrant for another! He really meant to conquer, and take their dragons! Hiccup again pulled off a stunning victory, taking the dragons back. The allied tribes had banded together then, driving off or burning the fleet Drago had brought with him. Drago himself was lost to the sea. And his Bewilderbeast driven off.
They enjoyed a few more years of peace until one of their own started making trouble. This part she had some knowledge of.
"Bertha! What, -what happened after Hiccup defeated Dagur?" She straightened.
"So, -No one's told you?" She shook her head. Bertha frowned a little, then met her gaze.
"Then I'm not the one ta tell ye. Only ta say it, -sent a message… To all that still wanted to stick ta the old ways. And probably why he's in the fix he is." She frowned, she didn't understand.
"Ah child! They fear him! They fear what might happen, if this Kingdom comes about!" She frowned harder, she still didn't… "What would ye do with your Kingdom, aye? If a larger one was sproutin' out all around ye? Tellin' ye ye had ta change? And ye either couldn't or wouldn't aye?" She thought about it. Indeed! What wouldn't she do to keep her Kingdom or her people safe? They were only looking to save themselves. And Gjaflaug! She was to be a peace offering… Only she and Hiccup… Well, this could throw off everything, -unless…
"Bertha? How safe would I be going to the LavaLouts?" She scoffed.
"Not safe at all! Unless ye brought a whole flock of dragons, and burned first, then asked questions later. They kill dragons there child! For sport even, aye?"
"There must be a way! Hiccup and I should go there and talk! Tell them we mean them no… harm…" She face-palmed herself. She peered through her fingers at her. A slow smile spread across Berthas' lips.
"So! It is you! I thought there was somethin' there! I watched ye, when that Nadder showed up! There must've been a reason Hiccup turned the girl down, even though he knew what it meant!" Oh Gods! She only now thought of the people, that had gathered in the square… Did they see too? She needed to get back soon. There was someone she needed to speak with…
"Please Bertha! No one knows outside of the family. Hiccup and I thought it best to wait. So he could winnow this conspiracy out." Bertha nodded. "But you and I are allies yes?" Again, she nodded. Hiccup might be upset, but she felt she could trust her with this. "Well then, I am actually, -Elsa Ellesmyre the First, -Queen of Arendelle." Her eyes went wide, and she laughed.
"HA! -And a Queen no less! SO? How did it happen? And don't spare the details!" Bertha leaned forward. And she told her how Hiccup came to her country, how they, -met. How they fell in love, and all the while Hiccup had been protecting Toothless. She didn't tell her about her powers, not yet… She leaned back when she finished. A wistful look on her face.
"Ahh, that boy! I am happy for him, aye! -And you too child! I must say I'm a little disappointed. I thought that he and Camicazi might one day… Ach! Perhaps there are bigger forces at work here, Aye?" She nodded. Perhaps indeed! Another thought crossed her mind, but she dismissed it.
They sat and chatted a while. Elsa told her of her country, her family. Bertha offered more anecdotes of young Hiccups life. They giggled and laughed like old friends. She felt warm and welcome in her presence. She also told her of her plan to visit all the tribes in the archipelago. Bertha nodded, and offered her directions, and tips. She would even supply an escort if she felt the need.
Soon, the tea was gone. It was getting on in the afternoon, and she needed to get back. She needed to get ready for the evenings' events, and a conversation that needed to happen. Bertha placed a slightly rough hand on her shoulder.
"Elsa? Ye are most welcome here child! Please feel free ta come over anytime ye want, or need! My Camicazi might be a bit put out, but she'll come 'round!" She thanked her, and told her of her backup plan to have her ship sail here, should anything happen. Bertha assured her that they would be looked after.
She climbed on to Hulda and after sharing a fond look, they were off. She leaned forward.
"Back to Berk girl! Let's go home!" Something clenched inside her. Home? Yes, her sister was in Arendelle, but Hiccup was on Berk… They both meant the same…
She flew over the square. She saw Hiccup, another woman was standing with him. They both looked up. She was sure Hiccup smiled, the woman, -no, she wasn't smiling. It wasn't the one she was looking for. She was dressed like a viking, and had blond hair. She flew on, out past the village. She scanned the fields, and the pastures. She flew over the forest, checking the clearings, and… There! There was, someone… Yes! The clearing was a little small she thought, but they would manage.
She was sitting against a tree, with her knees pulled up, her arms across them, head down. As soon as she heard, her head shot up. When she recognized her she stood, and stormed off. She called after her.
"Gjaflaug? PLEASE! Wait! She took a few more steps, then stopped. Her back was rigid, her arms straight to her sides, her hands clenched. She thought she caught a shake of her frame.
"Gjaflaug? We, -we should, -talk…" She stood still for a moment, then her head dropped. She rolled her shoulders, then turned slowly. The hurt was obvious, poor thing! But there was something else too. She strode up to her evenly. She was slightly defensive, but she stopped before she got very close. She dipped politely.
"Lady -Kirsten." She said curtly. She was trying to be kind…
"Gjaflaug? I, -I cannot know how you must feel, but I want you to know this…" She bent down to capture her eyes. "-I am truly sorry! This is just, -wrong timing, and -circumstance that has brought us here…" She nodded once. Her head was still down, though her eyes flitted this way, and that. She opened, then closed her mouth a few times. She would take a tongue-lashing, but only to get the hurt out, get her talking.
"Your viking customs are unfamiliar to me. What, -what will happen to you, once you return to your village?" She was curious, this seemed to do the trick.
"I, -when a bride is, -rejected… for whatever reason. Another match will be made for her, unless someone speaks for her. She, -she is not looked upon, -favorably, -but her value is, not, -diminished, -but it is harder to, to find a match." She understood.
"It seems to me the men have made the rules here! In this regard!" She told her. She smiled and gave a small laugh even. It was a good sign.
"Was there, was there someone you were, -interested in? On your island?" She shook her head.
"My father would get angry if someone even looked at me wrongly! He, he always said I was destined for greater things…" And maybe she was. This gave birth to an idea that had been forming…"I thought, maybe this was it. But Hiccup… He's not like any other Vikings… He, he doesn't think like us, -he's… different. I've only now begun to realize… that's a good thing! A, very good thing! Be, -because of it, he brought an end to the dragon war! And because of his, -relationship with the dragons, he, -he really… saved us all!" She saw it. She had not liked the idea at first but now… And she had come along…
"Gjaflaug… Again, I am very sorry. But you can still achieve great things! The LavaLouts and Hooligans have been enemies for generations, yes?" She nodded. "For there to be any kind of peace, there has to be an understanding. There have to be talks. I plan to visit every tribe here in the archipelago… EVERY one! You could help me, and by extension, help everyone!" She frowned, thinking.
"But, My Lady, By boat, that could take some time…" A light seemed to come on, she looked at her, then Hulda, she saw the rejection right away.
"Kirsten? I, I've tried, I really have but… I, I'm…"
"Scared? I understand! There are no dragons where I come from. We only have books that tell us they are dangerous creatures! My first meeting with Toothless was bad! Come to think of it, my second meeting with him went completely wrong as well! But I met him again, and I realized what I had been taught was wrong. I was fearful too! But to achieve great things we must push through that, yes? Put aside our fear for the greater good?" She looked askance, heavy in thought.
She seemed to make her decision. She nodded once, then walked past her to where Hulda was resting. She stood and squawked. Gjaflaug paused, then took a deep breath. She walked up slowly holding out her hand. She walked up behind her.
"You must be calm. Let go of your fear and your anger, yes?" She nodded. She took another two steps and stopped. Hulda considered her first with one eye, then the other. She then pushed her snout into her hand. She was very proud of both of them! She showed her where to scratch. Hulda lidded her eyes, cooing. They needed to get back. She already had a dragon in mind for her.
"Hulda? Would you take us back to the village please?" She squawked twice, and lowered herself. She climbed on, feet in the stirrups. She offered a hand to Gjaflaug. She looked at her hand, then Hulda. Who looked back and chirped. Well? Let's go already! She gave a sheepish smile them climbed behind her. Hulda gently took off and flew towards the village.
He stood there again, in front of the whole tribe. Against his will. All to make Elsa, and maybe a few others, -happy. Not only that, but Camicazi was here, as was Bertha, and Dogsbreath, and Trófastr, and Thuggory. She just had to invite all his peers, to share in his embarrassment. Oh well, as long as it made her happy, he guessed, -yes… for her, yes.
He was in front of the main table, she had left, but was now walking back at the head of a small procession. She was wearing a very nice gown of purple and light blue. Not one of her queenly ones, but grand enough for Berk. Following her was the Captain, who held a scroll of paper. Then came Lieutenants Vorschtop, and Staubb, another officer he hadn't met yet, all holding small pillows. And then a detachment of the ships' crew. He needed to make a visit to the ship soon…
She stopped in front of him and curtsied low. He bowed in return. She flashed a smile, then turned and addressed the tribe.
"Good people of Berk! I would have it known that during his stay in my country, Your Chief Haddock, and the Dragon Toothless, performed the most selfless and bravest act! He fought off a ship full of brigands, who had sunk the Royal Ship Inverniss, and captured the prince and princess of Corona! They had flow out, realizing the danger, and saved them from a most horrible fate! Their Royal Majesties bid me take these honours with me, and present them to him. To show their eternal gratitude, and deepest appreciation for what you have done for their Kingdom!" He rolled his eyes. She caught it and glared at him. He thought he saw a small flash of blue in there. Someone snickered behind him. The Captain unrolled the scroll and read.
"Know ye all present! I, Lord Admiral Thomas Leifteg, do present Chief Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, The Silver Naval Cross! For his bravery and ingenuity in saving the prince and princess!" Elsa took a medal from one of the pillows, and pinned it to his chest. The captain continued.
"I, Lord Kommander Tyler Espy, Presents the Silver Star, for valor and fearlessness in battle."
"I, Her Royal Highness Princess Rapunzel, Presents the Royal Coronian Medal of Valor! The Highest Honour ever bestowed upon a Foreign National!" A very large medal this time!
"Her Royal Majesty Queen Isabelle, Presents the Royal Chain and Rope, signifying yourself as Knight Apparent, Protector of the crown!" This she draped over his shoulder. Now he got it! She just wanted to be close to him, and she did. It was torture!
"And finally! His Royal Majesty King Gregory, Does present Chief Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, The Royal Sash, with tassel, signifying you as Knight Kommander of the Highest Order of the Aurora Borealis! Highest Ally, and Protector of the Kingdom!" This she draped over him as well, and Gods! She took a little extra time positioning and smoothing it. Where she touched him, it set off a fire, but he had to focus! He lowered his voice so only she could hear.
"And what might the Queen of Arendelle give said hero for said acts?" She went scarlet. Her eyes flit side to side. She gave him a small smile, And lidded her eyes.
"Maybe she could give him, -dessert after his meal?" His insides, and his thoughts went immediately south. Gods! This woman! She turned and faced the tribe. The Captain called out.
"Cheers for Lord Haddock!" The crew erupted, giving a great cheer. The tribe joined in. He tipped his head. He didn't feel heroic, he was just helping his friends. Eh, Let them have it! It made them happy.
They then came up and filed past, looking at his medals, and offering congratulatory handshakes, and pats on the back. Meaning he was going to be very sore tomorrow. Elsa stood off to the side, out of arms' reach, but she was there. His friends filed past, then the council. The three gave respectful nods. He watched out of the corner of his eye as they passed Elsa. She dipped, and flashed bright smiles for each of them. At least, it seemed they were behaving themselves.
His peers came next. Thuggory gave him a knowing look, tilting his head at Elsa. Good! He knew too! He was grateful for another set of eyes watching. Trófastr, then Dogsbreath, who stepped into his handshake and whispered.
"I don't blame you, she's wonderful!" He gave him a wink, and moved on. Then came Bertha. She smiled widely, and patted him heavily on the shoulder. Then came Camicazi. She fidgeted a little. It was a bit awkward. He hated seeing her like this. There was a bit of hurt, and confusion in her eyes. Finally, she reached out and they clasped arms. She did so somewhat timidly. She gave a small dip and made to leave. He stopped her with a firm grip. Her eyes flashed for a moment, then it was gone.
"You two should, -talk…" She nodded, and stepped in.
"I'm… I'm happy for you, -Hiccup!" Not really, he could see that in her eyes too. But, she had made an effort. It counted in his book. He watched as the two met. Elsa offering a dip and a bright smile. He couldn't exactly hear what was said, but Cami smiled a little. Valka then stepped up, and wrapped him in a firm hug. She stepped back.
"Your father would be incredibly proud of you son, as am I" She was beaming. He hoped he could make her look like that more often. Gjaflaug then stepped up. She reached out tentatively, touching the medals. Her eyes roamed to the other medals, the chain, his sash. Her gaze met his. She seemed… happier.
"It looks good on you Hiccup! I, -I'm, -proud to have you as Chief!" She smiled.
"So, what happened with you and, -Kirsten? I saw you two coming back from the forest…" She looked away for a second then back.
"She, -we came to an, -understanding…" He nodded.
"Gjaflaug? I'm really sorry…" She cut him off.
"Don't be, Hiccup! You, -you've treated me with more respect than I deserve. And, you protected my honor! I am grateful! Kirsten… She made me realize there may be other forces at work here… I, -I want to help her, and you…" This was unexpected, and better than he'd ever hoped. It was entirely Elsas' fault… And he loved her for it.
"I'll, -I'll go and speak with your father within the week. We need to talk anyway…" She shook her head.
"Don't be silly Hiccup! You would be killed as soon as you got close enough! Let us handle this!" What? He spluttered.
"What? -us… Who… US?" She waved him off.
"Shush you! -Now let us get the tribe fed, yes?" He glared at her. She drew her fist back… He did as he was told. She walked over to Elsa and spoke with her. They walked towards the serving area. He was distracted by Captain Heinz, who introduced him to Lieutenant Vorstapp, and Jorge Tennence. They chatted for a moment. He also had words with the crew members. Hiccup promised to come out and give a dragon-training class for the crew.
He looked about, and spotted Gjaflaug and Elsa, carrying large trays. His heart clenched as he realized their destination. It was the orphans' table. There was a group of ten children who had lost their parents, and had not been adopted by another family. It was the Chiefs' household that was responsible for them now. And Gjaflaug as his "intended" was showing Elsa what it would mean to be the Chiefs' wife. He was proud of her. He was snapped out of his thoughts by a heavy hand on his shoulder.
"She's wonderful Hiccup! Just look at her! And the kids too!" Fishlegs said. He agreed. She left smiles in her wake. Even young Alvir, who he remembered as a particularly angry, grumpy child, was smiling. The tribe seemed to notice too. Glances were stolen over shoulders, excited but hushed conversations were taking place.
He went over and grabbed three plates, in addition to the orphans, it was his duty to feed the eldest of them. Out of respect and care. He took a plate to Oski, the eldest, then Virun, and last the Gothi. He had a smile and a wink for her as he set the plate down. He was turning to leave when she reached out and grasped his wrist. She motioned with her eyes, and a slight lift of her chin. He didn't have to look. Her other hand came up and covered his. He looked down at his hand, then back to her face. She smiled most warmly, and patted his hand.
He cast his gaze across the Hall. The serving maids were all about setting plates and cups on tables. Satisfied, he strode up the dias, and took his place at the center of the table. He noticed something was off. Mom was off to his right, but there was a chair between them. Spitelout on his left, being family… but there was a chair between them too. It had been a while since he sat at the main table, but not THAT long!
He was jostled out of his thoughts as the girls walked across the front of the table carrying trays. They stopped at Valkas' seat. Gjaflaug set down a plate, and Elsa her cup. Out of respect for her position as head of his immediate household, and the lead female. They then walked to Spitelouts'. For his position as the leading male of his immediate family.
They then stopped in front of him. As chief, he was served last. To make sure the rest of the tribe was fed before he ate. Elsa set his plate, and Gjaflaug his cup. They both dipped out of respect. He noted a collective intake of air at this gesture. This was Gjaflaugs' place as his intended, not Elsas'. It could cast a bad light on either of them. He wouldn't have it, for either of them. Words were needed. He stood, and bowed respectfully.
"Lady Kirsten! You do honour me, serving me with your own hand!" She would get it.
"Nonsense, My Lord! It is the least I could do, to show my appreciation of your Lordships' graciousness. And the tribes' warm welcome of me and my people!" She said clearly. She continued. "I expressed an idea to the Lady Gjaflaug, and she approved!" He loved her, he surely did. Right then, right there. And he had more respect for Gjaflaug than ever. She turned and addressed the tribe.
"It is my sincere hope, that the whole tribe has the opportunity to speak with the Lady Kirsten. Aye! And our allies gathered here with us! There is much to be gained from a relationship with her! And also from her King Gregory as well! Let us all eat, and speak of greater times ahead for the tribe, and the whole of the archipelago as well!" A loud cheer went up. His heart swelled. He was so proud of her! She would make someone a fine wife -and second!
He sat down, and realized Gjaflaug as his "Intended" Would have one chair next to him, and Elsa, as a foreign dignitary, the other. This could be, awkward. But no, they had worked, -something out. He would have to see how this played out.
The girls returned and sat. Gjaflaug on his right, Elsa on the left. As she sat, he reached out and took Gjaflaugs' hand and squeezed gently. Her head whipped around. He saw the anger and violence in her eyes flash. She then seemed to soften. She looked at their hands, then his face. A small smile crept across her mouth. She nodded, then turned to her meal.
He turned to his own meal of roast yak, potatoes, and bread. All the while trying to watch Elsa out of the corner of his eye. Gjaflaug was engaged by his mother, Elsa by Spitelout. He focused on his own plate, eating mostly in silence. It was torture. He wanted to talk to her, But he couldn't let on about them too much… not yet… It would be enough to be close to her.
After a while, Elsa finished her meal. She sat with her hands in her lap. He should say something, -anything…
"Did you, -enjoy your meal?" Well, it was a start.
"Yes! -yes I did. Very much so." She cast her eyes forward. Something was…
"Not quite the fine dining of your home is it?" He quipped.
"No, -it isn't." She then looked at her lap. Something was wrong. Maybe she couldn't speak of it now… Hopefully, they would get a chance later. "Hiccup? I… I must go, -talk to my people…" She smiled. It seemed a bit, forced…
"We'll talk later." He told her. She seemed to brighten a bit. She stood and dipped respectfully. And left him. She tipped her head as she walked past the visiting Chiefs' table. She went over to where the Captain and her men sat. Eret rose to greet her. She had a smile for him, or the men seated at the table. His ire was raised a little. He was distracted by Gjaflaug.
"Hiccup? You should go to her…" She said. It made sense, but…
"I… I can't, not here… There's too many people…" She sighed. Maybe she didn't fully understand. Any interest he showed in Elsa would jeopardize her position here. At least, until he spoke with her father. She could be forced to leave. He didn't want that. He wanted her to stay and learn about dragons, so she could take it back to her tribe and show them. Not to mention the ongoing, -situation with the council. Sure, they were properly cowed for the moment, but how long would that last? He couldn't help but feel there was something else. Something that would embolden them enough to challenge his position, and take advantage of the situation with the Beserkers…
Elsa had moved back over to the orphans' table. There were smiles all around. Eret was with her. He was standing a little too close, but he dared not say anything. He was trying not to look like he was watching her, but not doing a great job. Gjaflaug followed his gaze, then gathered his attention.
"Hiccup, you know… you know I, don't mind…" She deflated a little.
"Look…" He sighed. "I don't want to compromise your position here either. I, -I want you to stay here, and learn about the dragons. So, if your father does call you back, you can start showing them." She frowned a little, then softened.
"But Hiccup, she, -she… cares for you a great deal…"
"I know, Gjaflaug! But I have to be Chief! And being Chief sometimes means putting aside my wants and desires for the good of the tribe! Aye? And possibly in this case, the whole archipelago, our allies, -everyone!" She looked away, knotting her brow, thinking. She looked back at him, and for a moment, he saw… Then it was gone. He saw anger and fury in her eyes. She stood suddenly, nearly knocking her chair over.
"HICCUP! YOU STUPID, -STUPID MAN!" She klotted him on the side of the head. He nearly fell off his chair. She then turned on her heels and stormed out of the hall. There were shocked looks all around. Toothless padded up to him with a questioning croon. As soon as she was out of the door, all eyes in the Hall turned to him. He felt about an inch tall just then. He looked at his mother, she shrugged her shoulders, and nodded once. He got up and followed her out.
He got to the bottom of the stairs. The torches were lit, but there was no moon out. And no sign of the girl. Toothless trotted up next to him.
"Do you see her Bud? Where did she go?" He grunted and looked. He sniffed the air and walked off toward the cliff. A familiar chirping and squawking caught his attention, but he shrugged it off, he had to find her. They went down the ramp and soon found themselves at the entrance to the caverns. He found her there. She looked tense. Toothless let out a croon as they approached. She turned, and upon recognizing them, dropped to a knee.
"I, -I'm sorry, My Chief… you, -you looked so, miserable." She glanced up giving him a sheepish look for just a moment, then back at the ground. Now he got it! He was, -somewhat thankful.
"Hey, No! It's alright, but could you not do it so violently next time?" The side of his head was throbbing. A small smile came to her lips.
"Will it leave a mark?" She asked.
"Well, no, -I don't think so." She gave a grin.
"Then it wasn't too hard was it?" She smiled wider, the cheeky brat! He chuckled and shook his head. Her eyes flitted to the dragon beside him. A serious look came over her face.
"Toothless? -I'm, sorry! I, -I didn't know any better. Forgive me?" She looked down and held her hand out. Toothless looked at him. He just shrugged and took a few steps back. He took a little longer than usual, but soon, her hand was filled with his snout.
They walked around for a bit. She was a little hesitant at first. The dragons would come up to him zealously, a bit over-eager. She seemed to relax a bit after she realized neither he, nor Toothless wouldn't let anything bad happen to her. He told her about the different characteristics of each breed. And tips on dealing with them.
After a while, people had started to come to the stables to bed their dragons for the night. This signaled the end of the meal. He spied Elsa near the entrance, scratching an orange Nadder. Biscuit! That was his name! He lost his rider last year. Elsa spied them and started walking over. Eret tried to walk beside her, but the Nadder kept knocking him out of the way. She stopped in front of him and smiled brightly.
"Hiccup? Is everything alright?" He nodded.
"Yes, Gjaflaug thought an, -early exit was in order." She bit her lip, and gave him a sheepish look. She might have had something to do with that, but why? Eh, she would tell him if it was important. But she was here now. Biscuit nudged her.
"Gjaflaug? There's someone I'd like you to meet…" She stepped aside. Gjaflaug looked like a child on Snoggletog morning.
"His name is Biscuit. And he doesn't have a rider. He needs a friend. Don't you boy?" He squawked and chirped. Gjaflaug had her hand up before anybody could do anything. Biscuit accepted her without any ado. She scratched his jaw, much to his delight.
I, -I've always, -liked Deadly Nadders. And orange is my favorite color! How, how did you know?" Elsa merely shrugged her shoulders. Indeed, maybe something was working in the background! She leaned over to him, and lowered her voice.
"I think we should leave, and let them get acquainted?" He nodded. They started walking to the exit. Eret made to follow.
"That will be ALL Master Eret!" He caught her glaring at him. He frowned a little, but complied. Toothless turned, and walked to the edge of the landing platform. He thought it a good idea to follow him. Elsa came up on his left. They stood there looking out over the ocean. After a minute, she spoke.
"It's a lovely evening…" He nodded. Just being with her so close made it all the more so.
"Hiccup? -Is it safe to fly at night?" An honest question. He shrugged.
"Most times it is. Dragons can see in the dark. Toothless even more so. He also has the ability to echo-locate, like a bat. So as long as the dragon knows where you're going, it's fairly safe." After a few moments of silence, he looked at her. She was looking behind them. She turned her gaze to him, and cocked an eyebrow.
"Well?" He looked up as well. Nobody seemed to notice them there, but…
"You, -you're not really, -dressed for it…"
"Who says?" She glared playfully at him… Then she bit her lip. ACH! This Woman! One more look. He climbed onto Toothless. Elsa jumped on sideways in front of him, wrapping her arms around his waist. He wrapped one arm around her waist, the other grabbed a handle. He spoke softly.
"Toothless? Easy, she's not completely on!" He huffed and pushed off gently. A stroke of his wings, and they were off. They kept low, and in the shadows. Elsas' dress was problematic, but other than that, he was certain no one would see them. She gripped him tighter as Toothless banked around a sea-stack, then a cliff face. She nuzzled him, and kissed his neck. Toothless jerked suddenly to the side, then straightened.
"S, -sorry Bud, -I was distracted." Toothless huffed. She giggled, and squeezed him tightly. It was really hard to concentrate! They flew out over the open water for a bit, then they gained altitude. Toothless turned, and they flew back towards the island. The lights of Berk twinkled below them.
"It's wonderful Hiccup!" He nodded, and cringed a little. He thought back, all those years ago… He shook those thoughts, She was gone, but Elsa was here, now. He gripped her waist a little tighter. So soft, and pressed up against him. He shivered.
"Are you cold?" He shook his head.
"Not, not really." It was a little chilly without his armor. She brought a hand out from around his waist. She motioned over his arm and a covering of ice blanketed his arm. She continued over his shoulder, and around his back. It was cool, but it kept the wind off of him. He felt immediately warmer. Both from the ice, and her tender gesture. He hugged her tighter. She tilted her head and kissed his jaw.
They made another pass over the village, then dropped down to just above the trees. heading towards the northern part of the island. He had an idea, and Toothless seemed to get it. After a while he turned and headed out over the open water again, dropping down further. They were skimming just above the surface.
Toothless turned, then after a while slowed, then rose a little. He stopped and hovered before setting down gently on the beach. She slid off the saddle, and stepped away. After disconnecting himself, Toothless bounded off.
He looked at his arm, marveling at her creation. It wasn't rigid, it was made of what looked like plate-mail. It moved with him. He wondered how it would fare against swords and arrows. He looked up, and the thoughts dissipated. She was walking toward him heel -to-toe, her arms behind her back. She brought a hand out, and with a wave, the ice was gone.
She walked right up to him, and snaked her arms around his waist. She rested her head on his chest. His arms came up around her shoulders. He rested his chin on top of her head. They hugged tightly. He tilted his head and kissed her hair. She separated a little. Their mouths crashed together. Moment after glorious moment of sliding lips, and opening their mouths, dancing tongues… wandering hands. He became very aware of her. Her soft breasts and tummy, -all of her pressed against him. Gods! He wanted her… He wanted her badly.
But… No, there was this, -thing going on. -They had to talk… And he had a question. He broke the kiss. He cupped her face with his hands, and kissed her forehead tenderly. They wrapped their arms around each other.
"Elsa? What happened back there? When you left?" She sighed heavily.
"I'm sorry Hiccup! I, I was sitting there thinking of our meals back home, and I got to missing Anna. I didn't want to burden you with that…" He nodded.
"You can, though. It's part of my job isn't it?"
"Hiccup!" She admonished. "You have quite enough on your plate as it is! I, -I was just being, -childish!" He shook his head.
"No you weren't. I miss her too. She's not my sister, but I love her just the same! It isn't childish, it only means you care!" She searched his face, then rested her head on his chest again. A memory came to him.
"SO! As your Chief, I order you to feel better!" She separated, and cocked an eyebrow. "YES! You are in MY kingdom now! You WILL do as you're told!" He would probably get frozen for it, but it was worth it. To see that light shine in her eyes, and that laugh!
"And so! Not even my husband yet, and you're ordering me around?" Ahhh, that laugh.
"YES! And there's nothing you can do about it!" She laughed, and tilted her head back, drawing the back of her hand against her forehead.
"Ohhh! Trapped! In the lair of a handsome Dragon-King! What's a poor maiden to do?" He chuckled.
"Deal with it sweetie! Just, -deal with it!" She smiled widely. Then she showed him that look. That smoking, sultry… She snaked her arms around his waist again, and pulled him in a bit forcefully.
"Oh! I plan to… Deal with him…" Gods! This woman! Her hands darted under the hem of his tunic. She ran them across his back, then around to his chest. Her touch set off a firestorm. Her hands on his bare skin… He could barely think. She then rose up on her toes, rubbing, -all of her against him. Her hands went around to his back. She then started kissing and nibbling at his neck. His hands moved of their own accord. Down her back, across the curve to her cheeks. He cupped them and pulled her against him tighter. She gasped. Her hot breath fanning the flames. She kissed and licked his jaw. He tilted his head and captured her mouth, and devoured it hungrily.
Their tongues danced and probed deeper. Her breathing became more uneven. He slid off of her mouth, and across her jaw. He sucked on the soft patch of skin below her ear. She mewled, Her breath coming out in gasps. Gods! He was loosing control himself. He started to kiss down her neck, Dammit! The dress, it covered it. It was all he could do not to scoop her up, and carry her to that place he knew was there, just a few paces away, and show her just a couple of the things they could do… That they could share…
He was at war with himself. He couldn't push further, -he shouldn't! But she was here and warm, and so soft… And willing, yes, she wanted to, but he, -they had to talk. And it was getting late… their absence would be noticed… He kissed back along her jaw. Capturing her mouth for a few glorious moments until she broke it, gasping. He continued kneading her soft flesh. He kissed along the other side of her jaw. Reaching her neck, he nipped her, then sucked indelicately.
She broke, gasping his name. It nearly set him… He released her, and put his arms around her waist, supporting her. She shuddered, and held on to him tightly. They stood there while her breathing evened. He heard her breathe his name, once, then once more. She tilted her head back nearly lolling on her neck.
"I love you!" It was almost like a prayer, whispered…
"I love you, Elsa." She smiled, and rested her head on his chest. After a few moments, she brought her hands around. Her fingers gently tracing his beltline.
"Hiccup? Are you… Do, do you, -want me to…" Gods yes! He did! But…
"No, -Elsa… It's getting late. We, we should be getting back…" How would he do it? They couldn't come back together…
"Hiccup? You, -you should know I, I really, -want to… And I still owe you for, -for the, bath. -incident." Ahh yes! How could he forget. He smiled.
"Oh, so seeing you all wet, AND naked doesn't count?" She giggled, and playfully swatted his chest.
"Well, I suppose it might. But I, I was, -touching you and… I'm sorry, I really didn't know…" She couldn't know, but it was fine.
"And I, -I still owe you… so much…"
"Elsa? It's, -it's fine! It will happen in it's own time, and it will be all the more special, yes?" She nodded, and looked up at him. They kissed passionately. She took a half-step back and gathered his left hand in both of hers. She caressed the back of it with her cheek, then kissed it. She then pressed it to her chest, over her heart, smiling fondly at him. He smiled warmly.
He called Toothless over. He mounted up, and Elsa took her place in front of him, nestling in his lap. It was hard to focus. They flew out over the open water again, then turned inland. He had figured it out. She may not like it, but she had to know anyway… They flew to the cove, keeping low. Toothless made a wide circle before setting down. He immediately tensed.
"Calm down Bud! I know You don't like it, but we have too." Toothless grunted. Elsa looked around. There wasn't much to see in the dark.
"Hiccup? Where are we?"
"We call it the Cove. It's where Toothless and I first met…" And so many, other memories…"There's something you need to see." He called out softly. He heard the familiar hissing. Toothless grunted in annoyance, or telling the two to behave… They appeared in front of them, a respectable distance away. Elsa started a bit.
"They're, Changewings!" He nodded.
"I keep them here, just in case…" She nodded. "Take note of where we are on your way back." She frowned.
"My way… Back?"
"Elsa, we can't be seen coming back together…" She tilted her head thinking, then nodded. "It's kind of fun too! It'll keep them guessing." She nodded, then smiled.
"This is Tofi, and Æsa, guys, this is Elsa, -I want you two to take special care of her." Toothless growled in agreement. Both hissed back. She walked up and started scratching chins. It amazed him how she was so readily accepted. Another thought crossed his mind, but then it was gone. She took hold of Tofis' jaw.
"Would you take me back to the village please?" He gurgled. She scratched his chin, then his neck. She turned to him, they embraced one more time.
"I love you Hiccup!"
"And I love you… I'll see you in a bit?" She nodded. They kissed. Elsa laid on Tofis' back, and wrapped her arms around his neck. He leapt into the air, then blinked out of sight. He stayed there for a half-hour before he jumped on Toothless' back and flew back himself. After a short goodbye, Toothless bounded off to his house. Spitelout didn't have any room for him, and he felt more comfortable with Toothless at home, watching over Elsa.
He was about to walk in the door when he heard Elsa call his name from across the square. She ran up to him holding a piece of parchment.
"Hlif is back! And so is SharpShot!" She was smiling widely. He followed her back to his hall. Taking the letter from the table, he sat in his chair by the fire and read.
Hiccup,
I hope this letter finds you well. Hopefully Elsa is with you, and you are successful in bringing your situation to a close.
I must apologize for the long delay in sending Hlif back. It seems she has gotten quite comfortable in the halls of the castle. It is partially my fault. SharpShot has shown up, and I spoil them both to no end. With at least two meals a day, a warm dry castle to rest in, and as much attention as they can stand. Thanks to myself, Kristoff, and the young Lady Kirsten, can you blame them for not wanting to leave?
Running the Kingdom has become much easier, thanks to Aunt Isabelle, Rapunzel, and Eugene. I have a better grasp on what is required, and things have been running more smoothly. Kristoff has given up his ice business to be at my side as well. He is a great help too! I keep your words constantly in my heart, and at the forefront of all my dealings. They make so much more sense to me now. I wish my big brother was here to guide me as well.
I must ask you as to the details of your situation. I have an idea of sending a few ships to the archipelago in a show of support. It is an idea approved of by Aunt Isabelle, and Elsa as well. There are four ships ready to sail on a moments' notice. Please do not spare me any details. I will need to know what to tell the Captains on their departure. I appreciate your not wanting me to worry, but I would worry regardless. So what's the point?
I dearly miss Elsa, and I worry. I have only received one letter from her until now. Please let me know as soon as she arrives on your shores. With what happened to our parents, I'm sure you understand. I sincerely hope you two find each other, and your eternal happiness. I pray for you nightly…
All my Love,
Your sister,
Anna
His heart clenched. Ahhh, that girl! He missed her too. He smiled as he thought of her making it to Berk. All the orphans, and all the riderless dragons would be at her mercy! But there were more serious matters at hand.
"Elsa? You write the letter. Tell her to send the ships. I'll draw a map. Have them sail to Hopeless, and await word. I want them to patrol the waters to the East. See if they can spot this ship that they saw. Tell Anna what's happening, and tell her not to worry" Elsa nodded resolutely. "-And, tell her I love her and miss her. She should be able to come here soon." He stood, it was going to be a long night…
"What do ye have in mind son?" Valka asked.
"Mom? Their ships can range longer, and farther out to sea than our ships can. If any thing is out there, they should be able to take it. I need to know what it is that's out there. We'll parade two of them around the archipelago. To keep whoever might be ready to challenge us off-balance, and constantly guessing. It might help to flush out whatever is hiding out there." She nodded, and beamed at him with pride. Elsa shared this look. He hoped he wouldn't disappoint them.