Property of Viggo Grimborn (reader X Viggo)

A new addition to the business

Your heart was pounding as you heard the loud explosions. Chunks of the earth narrowly missing you as you are carried on a hunter's shoulder to Viggo's tent. Once the destination was reached, he bended down and lessened his grip on your back so you could stand up.
You almost tripped but balanced yourself
before you did.
"Stay" he said.
'As if I'm going to abandon my only source of safety.'
You simply nodded.
The hunter turned around, guarding you as Viggo instructed, leaving you awkwardly standing in the tent, waiting.
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The ear shattering explosions soon drifted away as you waited for Viggo's arrival. You heard footsteps approaching the tent. The hunter was still standing Infront of you even though there was no danger. Perhaps Viggo just wanted to make sure you didn't use this attack to run away. You turned to a frown as you figured he never actually cared about you to ensure your safety.
Expecting Viggo, you turned your attention to the only way in or out of the tent. You were slightly surprised to see a buff bald man walk in instead. He gestured for the hunter to leave and the hunter obeyed. 'He must be some sort of authority figure.' you thought.
"Viggo wants to see you" He said.
Expecting this, you nodded and followed him.
As you were walking, you saw the Healing Tent crowded. Pained screams erupted from the area. You felt a little bad about the many hunters who got injured.

The bald man came to a stop Infront of a tent just as big as Viggo's at the other side of the base. You heard someone mumble something in the tent but you couldn't really figure out what it was.
"Viggo?" The bald man said.
"Come in" Viggo's easily recognisable voice answered.
He entered and you followed, as Viggo turned his back to another Maces and Talons board, facing you.
"Hello (y/n), glad to see you're not injured. We need to talk."
You nodded.
He switched his gaze to the bald man.
"Ryker, will you please leave us to our privacy?" The man- well 'Ryker' left, but not before he let out an annoyed grunt.
As soon as he was gone, Viggo engaged in conversation.
"Please have a seat."
He gestured to a chair, opposing his own as he sat by the table. You calmly sat down, prepared for an interrogation.
"How do you know about Night Fury's?"
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*Flashback*
Your father was working on his book of dragons again. You were laying in the corner, and curiosity got the better of you. You stood up and walked towards him. He would never acknowledge your presence, that is until you asked a question anyway. He was drawing a dragon which he titled 'Night Fury' below the name he wrote 'The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself'
'Whats that?" You asked, immediately hating yourself for the stupid question. Your father didn't seem to find it stupid.
"I saw it in a vision, it's magnificent. There's hardly any information on the dragon in the book of dragons. Its by far the most dangerous dragon I've ever seen."
He pointed to the description,
"The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself" He said.
"Woah" you couldn't help but voice your interest.
He turns to look at you, tiredness and accomplishment in his eyes.
"So, what do you think (y/n)?" He showed you the piece of paper with the dragon sketch on it.
"Looks great dad!" You encouraged, with a smile. He reflected your expression and continued working on his project.
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"(Y/n)?" Viggo asked.
"Oh yea, uhm. My father taught me everything I know." You answered
"How much do you know about Night Fury's?"
"They mate for life, they have a 6 shot limit, and they have supposedly been hunted to extinction by this man named Grimmel the Grisly." You paused "That last fact is now proven wrong." You added.
"Where did your father obtain this information?"
"He had visions about dragons, weaknesses and strengths. The village thought he was crazy. But he proved his facts to be true. "
"Hmm. How did he prove he was right?"
"By testing it on real dragons of course." You answered.
You were expecting more questions but was instead met with silence.
Viggo had his arms crossed on the table. He was smirking at you, but you couldn't tell the emotion hiding under his smirk.
'Was it amusement? Maybe he was impressed. He could be-'
"(y/n), you are a very intelligent young woman."
'What the actual fuck?'
"Thank you, Viggo." You said as you nodded, trying your best to not to show any emotion.
"I think you will be a wonderful addition to my dragon hunting business."
"What?" You questioned, shocked. "I'm sorry, I don't understand."
"You will in due time. But for now it's getting dark, you need rest. I have  prepared a tent for you. I'll show you to it."
'I get a tent?'
You nodded, and he stood up, you copying his action. You went out of the tent to the cool night air. Following Viggo, you noticed some hunters on night patrol giving you weirded out stares, some of disgust. But you just ignored them.
Viggo had his hands calmly behind his back, like usual. While you thought about how lucky you were to be auctioned to master so kind.
Eventually he came apon a tent, not far from his own, and he walked in. You followed.
"This is your new tent, (y/n)."
You quietly gasped in astonishment.
It had a bed, a closet and the basic necessities of a Viking.
'Who knew slaves would get this type of treatment.'
Viggo, seeing your expression decided to-
"I'll leave you to it then. Goodnight,
(y/n)."
"Wait!" You raised your voice, slightly. Viggo turned to look at you.
"Thank you, Viggo." You felt like you owed him that.
He nodded at you with a less of an arsehole smirk, turned around, and left.
You once again took in your surroundings. You laid on the bed and pulled the sheets over yourself. Thinking about what Viggo meant by 'an addition to his dragon hunting business'. You took a deep breath and soon drifted away.

Sorry for the slow update. I finished a day ago and forgot to press publish.