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A chilling breeze drifted through the trees of Berk and tousled Wil's dark hair. His stormy eyes narrowed as he looked to his mother, her hand resting upon her stomach. There was no way he wasn't going to find out what was going on, and so he lied to his Chief's face. ❝Yeah, of course.❞

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