Heir With Secrets

Chapter 4

HEy Everyone! So, I know that I said that I probably wouldn't have this up until Sunday, but I decided that I could use a break on this chapter, so here it is. Enjoy.

Unknown POV-

I awoke with a groan, feeling as though I had been sprayed at with a Scauldron's boiling water... Oh, that's right, I had been. I heard some shuffling coming from my side and I opened my eyes to see an elderly woman with a staff standing there with a bowl. She frowned then gestured from the bowl to me. I stared at her and sighed, accepting the bowl, drinking the contents, and coughing at the horrid taste. In my coughing fit I noticed that the healer was standing there smiling, not an evil smile, but an amused smile. I handed her the bowl "Where am I? And who are you?" I ask She smiles, begins to write, stops, and stares at me. I look at her quizzically and then cry out whenever I feel a sharp pain in my head. As soon as I cry out I pain the healer looks at me with sympathy. I breathe in and out, trying to calm down from the pain. I look at the healer "Y-You use magic?" the healer nods. I look at her, looking down and fiddling with the pendant/necklace "I don't have magic, but I lived in a village that everybody had at least basic magic. I can handle telepathic communication, but I need the warning to prepare myself for it... it hurts my head." The healer nods and I felt a gentle touch on my mind, asking for access, I whimpered but allowed the healer to talk to me using her magic telepathically. "Can you hear me?" a voice asked, I sighed and nodded, the healer smiled "My name is Gothi, I am the healer and one of the elders of Berk." I opened my eyes wide and stared at her slack-jawed. "U-Um how did I end up on Berk, Gothi?" I asked her. "A group of dragon riders found you afloat at sea, on a piece of driftwood, and unconscious. They brought you to me and you have been here ever since" Gothi told me. I looked down at my hands, fiddling with them, a nervous habit of mine. Gothi stared at me for a good five minutes before asking for telepathic entrance, which I granted, "The Chief of Berk, Stoick has seen you. He will want to have a word with you, whenever you are well enough. For now, you need rest." I flinched in fear of hearing Chief Stoick's name, and Gothi saw it, but she was right, I did need rest if I was ever going to can get off this island... maybe I can train a dragon here, I mean it has been done on Berk before. These were the last thoughts on my mind as I drifted off to sleep again.

Normal POV-

As the man fell asleep again, Gothi smiled, remembering little memories of someone in the past. If the young man had looked at the healer, he would have seen a look in her eyes that said that when he awoke next, he would be bombarded with questions, trying to figure out who he was.