Princess And The Pauper: HTTYD Style *Edited*

Chapter 10

"Singing"

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"Something just doesn't add up," Hiccup said as they waited in the throne room for Astrid to finish the last-minute preparations before the wedding tomorrow. He did not get a good feeling about leaving 'Heather' alone with Drago and something about that man was anything but good.

"I should say not, Chief Hiccup, but what can we do?" Ambassador Gobber commented to Hiccup having the same feeling, but mostly trusting his godson. After watching the boy growing up, he knew to trust Hiccup when something is up.

The doors opened again, to reveal Drago as he went up to Chief Dagur, "Forgive me, Chief, but Lady Heather had asked to announce she will be going to bed early tonight."

"What? Why would she do that, we need to celebrate her big day," Dagur asked, wondering why his sister would request this.

"I believe she wants to rest before the wedding, my Chief. I want to advice we all should as well, since tomorrow is the big day for both kingdoms," Drago answered with a casual shrug.

"Well, we might as well take that advice and turn in early too. Goodnight everyone," Dagur said as he got up and left.

As everybody else turns to leave, Hiccup couldn't help but look back at the door hoping Lady Heather would come out.

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At Lady Heather's room, Astrid was shoved into the bedroom with the door locked, upset she sat on the bed with Stormfly trying to cheer her up, singing softly from what Fishlegs told her. 

"Do a pile and never fall.

Don't ever stray from protocol.

Off through the day, there's just one way you must behave." 

As she singed, she looked out the window to the night sky.

"Do keep a grip and never crack.

Stiff up your lip- stiff up your lip." 

She broke off starting to cry a bit with what little dignity she has left.

On the other side of the castle, Drago smugly went into his room and looked at himself in the mirror, smiling for tomorrow. "Everything is going according to plan," he couldn't help but laugh as he looked at a picture of Dagur that was filled with knives stabbed into it.

"Well your good luck has departed.

And your people soon will starve." 

He mocked as he started singing.

"Say good bye to your crown cheese von dues,

but don't worry I'm so good-hearted

in your place I will come,

To see your pain so how could I refuse?" 

As he sang, he went to a wardrobe and opened it to see potions and tubes. He brought out a few things and started mixing them together as they made a poof when mixed.

"But to give me some instil,

I will have what I require

And it's something you never again use." 

He looked at the picture again as he stared at the crown on top of Dagur's head.

"And it's nothing that inventive,