The vast majority of the things in this fic belong to Disney-Pixar, Dreamworks, and Cressida Cowell.
You could probably read this without having read either of the previous stories, but it'll make more sense if you have. This is about 96% movie-based, with 3% historical/linguistic factualness and 1% stuff I had to make up because there isn't historical record for some of the stuff I wanted to know about.
There are 25 chapters, but they're all fairly short and episodic. I hope you like it anyway. Thanks for the reviews, favorites, and follows from "A Distant Star" and "Stormerki."
She'd deny it 'til her dying day, but as soon as the ship carrying him had passed out of sight, she went back to her room and cried. She could afford one day of being soppy and pathetic, moping around her room and then picking disinterestedly at her dinner. Her mum and dad exchanged indulgent looks, while her brothers mourned the absence of Toothless; she ignored them all, eventually trudging up to her room to stare out the window in the direction he'd gone.
The next morning was a different story. She marched into the great hall, determined. "Right, Mum. Tell me everything I need to know to be a wife."
Her dad spat whatever he'd been drinking all over Hubert, who was overjoyed. Elinor huffed at them before turning to her daughter. "Could you explain what you mean, dear?"
"Well, I'm going to marry Hiccup in a year—"
"You're going to marry someone in a year," her mother said diplomatically.
"—so I have a year to learn about all the things that wives need to know. About running the household and why boys think things like that are so funny." She jerked a thumb at where Harris and Hamish were trying to get Dad to laugh while he was drinking so they'd get disgusting showers, too.
Mum shook her head. "That I cannot explain. I'm afraid no one can. I'll be happy to teach you other things, but I hope you're ready. Otherwise you will hate every second of it," Elinor warned.
"I'm ready. I haven't got any time to waste."
She hated it all the same.