Chapter 6

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"The Master?" I said, my voice barely audible, before getting embroiled with Astrid inside the drakkar.

"Wait, but who is that—the Master?" Astrid said, frowning.

"Answer us!" I pleaded.

"Bring him," one of the men said. "I take care of the girl."

He pinned her arms. My blood ran cold.

"No!" I shouted. "Leave her!"

"Hiccup!" she called.

I ran to her, but the men grabbed me by the arms, the chief still holding her tightly.

"Astrid!" I shouted once more.

I struggled with all my strength and managed to slip out of their grasp. The man threw Astrid to the ground, and I helped her stand up.

"You filthy..." Astrid began, but she was cut off by the chief, who leaned over her.

"If I were you, I'd learn to shut up and be a good girl—unless you want trouble."

He moved a step back to stand straight in front of us.

"This is your last warning, you two—you're going to regret it next time," he said coldly.

We didn't have time to react before he took us elsewhere: the ship's hold became our new prison. Astrid bounded towards the door, pounding it violently.

"Let us out!" she yelled.

I stood up and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder; she pulled away from me.

"No, Hiccup, no. We can't let them do this! We have to do something," she said firmly.

"Astrid," I said, taking a step toward her, "there's nothing we can do."

A fold drew between her eyebrows.

"I know you, Astrid, and I know that at this precise moment you're boiling inside... but please, let things be for now—the boat's bound to stop somewhere regardless."

I put my hands on her shoulders, and she glared at me, hands on her hips.

"Please," I insisted, looking at her intensely, my gaze sinking into hers.

Finally, she let go, relaxing and snuggling against me.

"But what do they want from us, Hiccup?"

I caressed her upper back.

"I don't know, Astrid, I don't know..."

I held her more tightly in my arms, feeling a shiver run through her. I lifted her head; she had an empty stare.

"What is it?" I said, worried.

"What if...what if this Master was Viggo? Or even Dagur!" she exclaimed.

"What? No, that would be ridiculous...Unless..."

"Unless what, Hiccup?" she asked.

"Unless they're still searching for something we have...Don't forget, they're still not at peace with the dragons, Astrid, unlike most of the people around Berk."

"Do you think so? But, now that I think about it, it has been a long time since they've attacked us..."

"All the more reason to doubt them."

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