I really don't have anything to say about this part. Anyhoo, enjoy part 2

A letter had been sent. A letter of grief and a letter of condolences. But it was also a letter asking a favor.

King Fergus and Queen Elinor of DunBroch were as surprised as any at the sight of the small Terrible Terror bearing the letter of Stoick the Vast.

The Queen read the letter out loud to her husband. Both their eyes were filled with tears as the tale of the two lovers was revealed in Stoick's words. As she finished reading the letter, neither she or the King could find it in their heart to deny the chief's request to bury his beloved son with their beloved daughter.

The royals quickly wrote a reply and, within a day, the Vikings arrived in the kingdom on their dragons. The greetings were courteous and regal but the grief couldn't be hidden. A banquet was held to welcome the Vikings but despite the fine wine, the good food, and the merry music, very few could find joy that night.

The following night, the ceremony was performed.

Dressed in their culture's finest garb, the two lovers were placed on the highest platform of a great funeral pyre. The chief's son held a sword while the princess clasped her bow. The dragon was laid to rest on a platform lower. They laid him down to give the appearance that he was sleeping.

Prayers were said in Gaelic and songs were sung in Norse as the King and the Chief slowly walked o the pyre with a burning torch in their hands.

Stoick looked up, taking one last glance at his son, before lowering the torch to the pyre. The flames ate and licked at the wooden structure hungrily. It was soon consumed in flames.

The two men stepped back to either side of the Queen. She took the hand of her grieving husband and carefully took the hand of the grieving chief. They watched the fire burn, the eerie songs of mourning remaining powerful over the monstrous sounds of cracking wood. As the intensity of the heat increased, the circle around the pyre began to retreat and become larger while some mourners felt no need to stay and left.

But then, something extraordinary happened. From the pyre came two small orbs of blue light. They twirled around each other playfully until they solidified in front of the chief and the royals. The adults stared in awe at the sight of Hiccup and Toothless playing with each other and laughing. The two blue figures were entirely focused on each other and seemed oblivious to the stares of the mourners. Until, another blue orb came flying out of the pyre and solidified into Merida.

Laughing and crying all at once, she ran to Hiccup and embraced him.

The Queen watched with tears in her eyes as she watched the two lovers kiss each other, feeling overjoyed at the sight of pure happiness on the face of her daughter. Merida looked at her mother and smiled while Hiccup looked at his father and nodded with a smile.

The lovers looked at each other, hands interlocked, and they disappeared but not before uttering the words that would be engraved into both Scottish and Viking history until the end of time.

Together shall we be henceforth until the end of eternity.

That last sentence is not mine. It is from the English dub of the anime series Romeo and Juliet (the only anime I've ever watched).

I had this saved in my documents for a while but I have no idea why I didn't post it sooner. Anyway, I hoped you guys enjoyed this and I'll see you with the next story.