A Dragons Tale; The Dragon Queen

Where Is The Crown?

Freya and Viggo walked side by side into the main camp. Phase one of the plan worked out quite well so far and the hunters didn't seem to suspect anything. Still, Freya was nervous. Hiccup had warned her of how cunning Viggo could be and she had to make sure that she didn't break character.

"So my dear, what kind of dragons were you looking at purchasing?" This question had caught her off guard. Keeping a straight face she tried to think of a quick lie.

"One of my neighbouring villages have been crossing our borders lately. I need dragons that are easy to handle and are good fighters," she said trying to stay professional. She couldn't let Viggo see through her. "I also require a dragon that can keep my poison supply full," she added trying to keep him distracted until the auction. Hopefully by adding more dragons he would remain with her for longer.

"I see," he responded sounding slightly impressed with her answer "For fighting dragons I would recommend a monstrous nightmare. They have a nasty temper but once they calm down you can just point at what you want them to attack and they will. Not many people can take down a monstrous nightmare either," As he spoke he walked over to a cage and lifted the sheet that covered it revealing a beautiful purple and yellow dragon. Startled that its sheet had been removed the dragon lifted its head and ran at the side of the cage, setting itself on fire and roaring loudly. Freya took a step back and prepared herself for it to spit fire but Viggo didn't move. He tapped the side of the cage twice and the dragon stopped moving.

"They also make a highly flammable gel that you can use on other things such as arrows and catapults,"

Freya stood there stunned. A full grown dragon had just charged at him and he didn't even flinch. He simply kept talking like nothing had happened.

"You know these beasts well," she choked out "to not even flinch as they attack,"

"I have been hunting dragons my whole life, I've picked up a thing or two on the way. It is something that my tribe has done for centuries,"

The dragon let out a small growl behind him. Guilt pitted in the bottom of Freya's stomach. She wanted to push Viggo out of the way and comfit the dragon but she knew if she showed any kind of sympathy for the beasts the plan would fail. She kept her face emotionless and looked back to the dragon hunter.

"As for a dragon carrying poison, I recommend either a razerwhip or a speedstinger depending on if you want your opponent to die quickly or not. If you want them dead, the tears of a razerwhip are fatal to most creatures', human and dragon alike. If you want them to stay alive for whatever reason, the venom of a speedstinger will immobilise a grown Viking in seconds keeping them frozen for around 24 hours. The victim will be fully conscious the whole time."

"Perfect for getting information out of someone,"

"Exactly," The two looked at each other for a moment before looking away. Freya would be lying if she said she wasn't impressed by the man's knowledge of dragons and battle. Viggo opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by the sound of bells.

"Well my dear, it looks like we should be heading over to the auction," It seemed that they had both lost track of time. She gave a small nod and followed him to a large pit. Gobber was already waiting for her at the buy's area. He gave her a small nod confirming that he had found the papers.

"Thank you Viggo, for a lovely afternoon," She said smiling.

"A lovely afternoon indeed," He gave Freya a small bow and headed towards the front of the pit and stood next to his brother. She then went and sat next to Gobber. As the action began, anger rose through her. The men that sat around her were filthy savagery simply looking to find something to kill. Viggo had noticed to girl hadn't bid on a single dragon yet and gave her a strange look. Freya seen this and started to slightly panic. He would see right through her act if she didn't start bidding like the others.