Hey everyone! So... I realize that the last time I updated this story was in January... I'm am SO sorry. I know that a lot of you were upset about the long wait, but I had major writer's block, plus I got really busy with school. I hope that the wait was worth it! I promise I'll start updating more often. Right now, I'll shoot for every Friday, but if that doesn't work out, I'll let you all know somehow. Thank you so much for waiting. After you read, please review and let me know what you think! Don't forget to favorite and follow! Here's Chapter 10! Please enjoy! :)

"Please," Fergus said, extended a hand out to me. I looked at it numbly. This guy was a complete joke.

"I don't think so," I said, swiping it away with a hard fist. Hiccup looked at me in worry. I looked at him and nodded, despite my anger, to reassure him I was alright. I never left my gaze from Fergus. I looked him up and down, scrutinizing him with my cold eyes. I've been through hell and back this past week; practically losing all of my loved ones because of my foolish selfish ways, breaking down my walls, discovering who my mother was and losing her in the matter of less than 24 hours, and finally finding myself through Hiccup, and now this so called King of Cawdor waltzes in claiming to be my father. This isn't okay.

"Astrid, I know that you're in a state of vulnerability..." Fergus said, taking a step toward me.

"You're damn right I am," I said coldly, staring at him numbly. I felt no empathy for this man in anyway.

"If you would just allow me to explain myself-"

"NO," I said loudly, my face still expressionless. I may have tore down my walls, but for this situation, there was no way I was going to let this get in. This wasn't right. I could feel it under my skin.

"Astrid..." said Hiccup, turning toward me, touching my arm. I allowed him to touch me to keep me from losing my temper again after my emotional breakdown just now inside the church, but I wasn't going to keep this off of my mind.

"How dare you," I said coldly, feeling my breath escape my lips like a snake sticking it's tongue out about to strike its prey. "Did you not see anything, or hear anything from me just now in that church?"

"Yes, I did..." Fergus said, looking down at his feet and switching his weight from foot to foot, trying to make himself more comfortable, despite myself showing more authority over him.

"Well then why are you doing this?" I said, feeling tears swelling in my eyes. Hiccup moved his arm around me, allowing me to speak, but reassuring me that he was here and he wasn't going to lose me. He promised me he wasn't going to lose me... There was so much pain that I had thought had been replaced by Hiccup, but now that I'm faced with this phony man, claiming to be the person who was never present in my life... I don't know what to do.

Fergus looked back up at me. He smiled gently and reached his hand out to me again. I looked at it with a grimace. "Please, Astrid. I don't have to explain, but I can show you."

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Show me?" I took a slight step back, while Hiccup moved his arm to give me room to decide what to do or not. Hiccup was well aware that I needed him there, but he also knew that I was strong enough to handle my own decisions. That's what I also loved about him... He never restricted me from anything

"If you just take my hand," Fergus said, taking a step forward, forcing me to look into his brown eye while the other covered by an eye patch, "you will understand."

All of a sudden, I felt something click inside of me... His gaze had me entranced. I didn't anger toward him anymore. I felt as though he had become the snake, and I was his prey, but in the sense that he wasn't going to harm me. My mind told me to be cautious of him, but my gut told me to go ahead and let him show me. All of my senses left me. No one else was there except me and this strange man. I then unconsciously lifted my hand and took a step toward him, never leaving his gaze. I then took hold of his hand, and then all of sudden, his face disappeared.

I suddenly found myself in a dark sunken room. A council of men sat at a round table, all glowing in torch light. These men looked as if they had all come off of the battle field of the unknown lands where the Great Kings set forth to find salvation for the vikings. I had read all about their stories from the dragon tales we had to read from dragon training, back in my days of wanting to be a great dragon slayer.

There were 13 men sitting at the round table, and a younger man stood the farthest away from me, standing before them. He was a young, handsome man with gorgeous blond hair that flowed down to his shoulders. He was much younger than the rest of the men at the table. His face was worried.

That's when I realized... I was among the 14 Great Kings of the Scottish land, and King Fergus was the one standing. He was a part of the council.

"No, Fergus..." said the one closest to his left. He was broad shouldered, dark hair flowing over his battle armor. He looked the oldest, as though years of battle has tired him.

"Please, Dunken," Fergus pleaded. He had to be at least in his early twenties right now. He was skinnier than the rest, but built all the same. I could see the youth of his brown eyes from across the room. "I know that I have deceived her, but she is with child..."

"You bloody idiot..." said another man across the table, red hair sprouting in tufts as he rubbed his eyes from the conversation. "How could you do this to us.. Leaving the council to 'discover,' taking a fake name and putting that poor girl's life and child in jeopardy. You have ruined all of the plans.."

"Patience, Malcolm," pronounced Duncan. The elder king then stood up, and faced all 13 men around the table, and lifted his hands. The torches around the room then sparked together and created an orange glow in the air. My eyes widened at the sight. It was as if seeing the northern lights, but it was in this compacted room. I had never seen anything like it...

Dunkan then moved his hands in flowing motion, making the orange glow move into shapes. The council looked up at the sight, Fergus eagerly waiting to see what would happen.

Then, out of the sparks and the orange mist... My face appeared.

"Who is this?" said Fergus, confused, with slight fear behind it.

"This is your future child," Dunkan said, lowering his hands. He spoke in a slow, wise way, as if to determine the fate of the land. "This is the child your love is carrying."

Fergus clenched his fists, trying not to lose his temper. "It's a girl..."

"Yes," Duncan said, interrupting him, still not looking away from the mist, "but do not be discouraged by this. Your daughter will grow to be a great viking."

All of the council men looked around at each other. Clearly they weren't accustomed to the idea of a woman being in battle, even though the women's rights movement for training happened about 50 years ago.

Duncan then looked away from the mist, the orange glow dispersing and flying across the room, disappearing into the air. He slowly turned to look at the young king. "Your daughter is the descendant we have been waiting for."

All of the kings started murmuring, their faces full of disgust and bewilderment. Duncan lifted his arms again to silence their protestations. Fergus's eyes were wide and full of astoundment.

"You mean... my daughter... She will be the one to lead our people to the new world?" Fergus sputtered out. He simply could not believe that his descendant, let alone his daughter, would be the one.

"Yes," said Duncan, putting a hand on his shoulder, forcing Fergus's face to fall and accept this destiny. Duncan sighed again, his eyebrows furrowing with distasteful news. "Which means that you must leave them."

Fergus's eyes began to fill with tears. His lower lip quivered, and he lost control. The young king fell to his knees, and sobbing into the hand of the Elder. The rest of the council, still confused at the fact that the descendent would be a woman, were sober from the sight. They all understood what had to be done.

"I'm sorry, Fergus," Duncan said, placing a hand on the young king's head, while still sobbing, almost as if pleading for him to change the rules. "She cannot be contacted until her 18th year. She must grow and find herself from life on her own to be ready for the task she was destined to fulfill. You know this from experience. We all do."

I distinctly remember from the books that I read, that all of the kings had to forgo their training on their own; to learn about the world alone and to truly understand what the world really was. I never understood it, but now, I think I do... To be a leader of others, you must understand what it is to stand alone first. They had to find themselves before they could find others.

Fergus then stood up slowly and looked into Duncan's eyes, nodding his head, still weeping silently. "Just, please..." Fergus whispered, holding the Elder King's hands, "Let her have her mother."

Duncan shook his head in disappointment. "We cannot choose unchosen people's destiny's, and unfortunately, this destiny will lead to loss."

Fergus dropped his head and sobbed once again. I felt numb. I realized what was happening. This is the council of the Great Kings. This is where they decided how to lead the land, what needed to be down, what destinies were called for, and this... this was my father.

They were talking about me, Astrid. I am this "descendant" they speak of, and apparently because of that, I couldn't have my father in my life. That's why he really left. He didn't leave because Edna refused to marry him... He used that as an excuse to leave to fulfill the prophecy... Edna didn't have walls. Even if there was no prophecy, if Fergus could have stayed, he would have, despite Edna's proposal rejection.

Edna is my mother. Fergus is my father. I am the daughter of King Fergus of Cawdor, and I am the chosen descendant... but what does this all mean?

Before I can answer my own question, the room disappears, and I'm falling into blackness. My senses disappear, and I close my eyes tight afraid to fall. I feel a gush of wing fill into my lungs, and I breathe in with fear. The force of the motions exhausts me, and suddenly and I open my eyes and let out a strong gasp that leaves me breathless. As I open my eyes, I see that I'm back to where I started, standing in front on Fergus, holding his outstretched hand.

I fell to my knees from the experience. Hiccup is there automatically grabbing my arm, steadying my fall. I looked at Hiccup and touched his face, looking into his green worrisome eyes. "Hiccup..." I whispered, feeling a smile slowly form on my face, "I saw so much.. Everything is true."

I turned to look up to see Fergus smiling down on me. Hiccup let my hand drop from his face as I move my focus toward the king. As I looked up into Fergus's face, it was blocking the sun's glow, forming a halo around his head... His hand touched my face gently. "My dear girl..." he said silently. "You have your mother's eyes."

I burst in tears from the comment. All of the years without him, wondering where he was, and why he wasn't with me. All of these years I thought he didn't love me... but he did. He always did.

"Father..." I said, choking on my words. Still on my knees, I take his hands and kiss them, the tears rolling down my face.

"Astrid, my darling..." Fergus said, kneeling down and caressing my head, wrapping his arms around me. I fall into his embrace, losing touch of everyone else around me.

This man is my father.. I found my father. He's here. He's comforting me. He loves me, most importantly. He always has.

"Please don't leave..." I sputtered into his shoulder, "Please don't."

"I'm not going anywhere," he said. I could hear his smile in his words. "You couldn't lose me if you tried."

And in the moment, I found myself. I found myself in Ruffnut, my friend, I found myself in Hiccup, the love of my life, I found myself in Edna, my mother, and now I found myself in King Fergus of Cawdor, my father.

I slowly released the embrace from my father, looking into his brown eye.

"I've found myself, father," I said defiantly. "I'm ready."

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