❝ I've never seen anything more beautiful ❞
❝ Neither have I... ❞
IN WHICH 𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐱 and 𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐤 are long lost best friends and then ten years later, they find each other as whole new people but not only will they ge...
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It was hard not to be scared of what was to come. I knew a war was coming.
As terrible and frightening it is, it's gonna come to it.
"I'm sorry but Drago Bludvist? I thought you killed him! How is he alive?"
"Well we knew he drowned when the Bewilderbeast dragon retreated into the water, and we knew he couldn't swim due to his metal arm!" He exclaims, confused on how he's now appeared alive.
I groaned hitting the table hard, frustratingly running my hands thru my hair. "Who's the guy? Who's helping Drago?"
"I know who he is... But it just doesn't make sense that he knew about you being allergic to lavender" My eyebrows furrow and I look at him.
"What are you talking about?"
"On the terrible terror that gave us the scroll had this purple liquid and clearly smelled like lavender, so that's what must have set it off- But what doesn't make sense is that before it didn't have a scent..." My eyes widen and I look down at the table, collecting all of the data in my head.
"Are you saying... That whoever is teaming up with Drago is trying to make me sick? Why-"
"Weak. They want you to be weak when they come" When I'm silent, it's obvious I don't know what to say. But just as I was about to speak, someone barged in.
"CHIEF!"
"What?" Both me and Hiccup ask, making us both look at each other oddly. Making the Viking look somewhat confused.
"Your clan- I forgot" Hiccup says with a small laugh, as I roll my eyes.
"What is it, Leif?"
"We have another letter" My eyes widen and I pale- if that's even possible...
Me and Hic look at each other, and nod. He grabs my hand and leads me out of my hut, following Leif.
~
"Where's the letter?"
"Your father has it" Everyone was standing in a huge circle around something. Me and Hiccup looked at each other wonderingly, as we saw some people going frantic all around and talking amongst themselves in a crowd.
"Is anyone else in your family allergic to lavender?" I look at Hic questioningly, and shrug.
"Just my grandmother and Aunt Freya- my dad isn't" He nods, holding my hand tighter as we shove ourselves to the front of the crowd.
"Dad!" The older man with grayish white hair turns around with wide eyes and sighs.
"Noor, we got another letter from a terrible terror-"
