My Light in The Darkness (Book 3)

Chapter 1

—-**Please Read**—-

This book discusses serious topics of mental health.

If you are sensitive to this topic, I'd advise you to either close this book, or read carefully as some of the chapters may be upsetting.

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"Elsa, take it easy." Hiccup said, helping his wife Elsa down from the ladder.

"Relax, Hiccup." Elsa said, climbing down the ladder. "I'm seven months pregnant, not injured."

"Maybe not injured, but more susceptible to injury." Hiccup replied, holding her waist as she got closer to the bottom of the ladder. "I don't want you getting hurt."

"I'm fine." Elsa said softly, now on the ground in front of her husband. "Besides, who else was going to put this beautiful painting above the fireplace?"

She gestured to the painting of them from the wedding which was now perfectly placed above their fireplace.

"I could've done it." Hiccup said, crossing his arms.

"You have a prosthetic leg, Hiccup." Elsa said bluntly, but jokingly. "One wrong step, it could've broken."

"Same goes for you." Hiccup said. "And for the record, I'm able to do just as much as anyone else out there, metal leg or not."

"You can't climb a mountain." Elsa said with a smile, now crossing her arms as well.

"And neither can you." Hiccup said.

Elsa opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.

"That's what I thought." Hiccup said, uncrossing his arms and moving closer to her.

"And you said you were always right."

He turned to move the ladder, but before he could grab it, he froze when he felt a snowball hit his back.

He turned to Elsa and gave her an 'are you kidding me' look.

Elsa let out a small laugh, then thawed the snowball.

"Elsa Haddock, you are full of suprises." Hiccup said, turning back to the ladder. "But really, I think you should lie down. You've been moving all day, you need to take a break."

"That's all I've done the last seven months." Elsa sighed. "I'm getting restless."

"And I'm getting nervous." Hiccup replied. "But you don't see me complaining about it."

"You're nervous?" Elsa asked, shooting him a look.

"Not for the child, for you." Hiccup corrected. "I think you're trying too hard to be a better Queen, especially after it's been a while since you've done the actions with that title. Seriously, Elsa, even some of the townspeople have told me you're doing too much."

"They told you that?" She asked, her expression saddened.

"They meant well." Hiccup replied, holding his hands out in front of him, palm down. "And I agree. I want you to lie down."

Elsa hesitated, but sighed and walked towards the bed.

"I could've waited until it was time to actually go to bed." She said, pulling the covers over herself. "It's so soon, can't I just wait?"