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A/N: I may or may not have forgotten if Dagmar was Reader-chan's male or female guard so from now on Dagmar is a he (and Frey a she)!
(Name) is a nightfury? Was she the nightfury we found in the woods? She had to be, Hiccup thought as his eyes wide in disbelief. He found himself inarticulate when he saw Frey and Dagmar turn into the two dragons from earlier. "I-I u-uh... U-um...?" I stuttered.
The nightfury, I mean (Name), growled at my acts of stupidity and jerked her head as if to say, "Get on."
It seemed to Dagmar that (Name) was committing stupid acts as well when he growled at (Name). They argued (by growling) for a few minutes. It seemed to be along the lines of, "A simple human peasant will not ride on your back!" and so forth.
I think (Name) had enough of her "lecture" when she slowly made her way towards me. In a split second, my vison was obscured with black dragon scales, and I was picked up by the scruff of my neck. I felt my feet lift off the ground, and I knew I was airborne being carried in a dragon's mouth..
I looked to (Name) who was flying towards the entrance to the castle. "Was that really necessary?" I asked her, but she just rolled her eyes.
I looked back to the ground to see that Frey and Dagmar had taken off a ways behind us. Dagmar looked as though he wanted to cook me, but he couldn't risk hitting his princess or upset her wrath would fall upon him. "If you guys are done, we can go inside now. I have things to do," (Name) mentioned impatiently.
I had been so busy making sure I hadn't been "accidently" pushed off the castle ledge, I hadn't noticed (Name) revert back to her human body. Not only was she back in human form, but her black clothing from earlier that day were replaced by black leather pants, combat boots and a (favorite color) top with (second favorite color) straps crossing in the front and back.
(Name)'s new clothes fit her perfectly. Her pants hugged her waist and her top was very formfitting. Basically, (Name) looked amazing and badass. "Woah," I breathed as drink in her appearance.
"Alright, let's go. A reminder before we go in: don't even think about touching anything (least favorite color)," (Name) warned leaving me confused at the entrance.
"Let's go sweetie," Frey, who'd not spoken up until that point, pushed. "By the way, if you value your life, never let Dagmar see you oogling at (Name) like that again."
I looked over my shoulder to see Dagmar sharpening his nails to a deadly point. When he looked up, I frantically turned away and shuffled inside.
The moment I stepped through the large archway, I could feel (and see) the separating and tension in the room. Everything inside the room was symmetrical except for one tiny thing. Half the room was (favorite color) and the other half was (least favorite color). Even the clothing the guards were wearing were one color of the other on respective sides of the room.
When I turned to Frey, only then did I notice that her and Dagmar's clothes were very similar to (Name)'s.
"Why-" I started.
"Just shut up and touch something (favorite color)."
"Do I need to throw a lamp at your face?!"
Dagmar didn't seem to appreciate my curiousness. Sighing, I turned to my right and poked a (f/c) sofa. Suddenly, I felt a tickling sensation on my neck. When the feeling went away the looked at my neck in a mirror.
Now, a (f/c) circular tattoo with a (first initial) inside it was adorned on my pale skin. "Welcome Hiccup, to the last family of Nightfury shifters. I, (Name)(Last Name), will serve as your rightful queen."