Four years ago I met this beautiful woman who I decided to spend the rest of my life with, and she continues to be the shield maiden that picks me up when I’m down and feeling defeated! This is what I swore to her:

Britany,

It is been said that true love is two imperfect people that are unwilling to give up on each other, and while that is true, there is such a thing as a perfect fit when you truly and contritely entrust your fate to God, and I can say beyond a shadow of a doubt that I have found that in the trinity of love that we share with God and each other.

At the beginning of this year, if you had told me that I would be a homeowner and I would be marrying the woman of my dreams by the middle of September, I would have told you that you've apparently been smoking the good stuff, but then the Lord took me on a wild ride and set me up with the most perfect fit I could have possibly asked for to be strong where I am weak, and be weak where I am strong, and constantly point me towards the guidance of the cross even when I'm so stubborn that I would test the patience of Job.

It may have taken almost 4 days and 2100 miles to drive here to our home of South Carolina, and I'm sorry that I took so long. I vow that I will never stray from your side, and even though you're changing your name from Messenger to Garfinkel, I will make it my unending mission to make you feel like the angel that you are to me and writing vows to describe how much I love you never seems like enough no matter how many times I try describe you and how deeply my heart longs for you.

I know that our road ahead will not be an easy one, but with all my heart I pledge from this day forward to always make a conscious effort to make you feel wanted, adored, cherished, treasured, and loved more than my own life and all that I hold dear.

As we grow older, have children, and build an empire together, I want you to always remember that you are and always will be my darling wife, my partner in crime, my substantially better half, my best friend, and the love of my life.

Okay let’s see.

1. My skin is pretty pale so different makeup kinda always look good on me 2. My right dimple looks pretty cool 3. My thick thighs may not have lives, but they look cute 4. I’m actually pretty creative when I put my mind to it 5. I tend to give up a lot, but for some reason, I still never lost hope

The exchanging of swords was a ceremony tradition at a viking wedding. Grooms, in particular, are required to obtain an ancestral sword from a deceased forbearer. 

This sometimes included grave robbing.

Hiccup takes on the mission of finding the perfect sword for the woman who has already perfected swords. And tradition. And everything remotely viking.

Best he can do?  The sword. A sword of his blood, a sword of legend. Endeavor.

Problem is, Endeavor was last wielded by his ancestor Grimbeard the Ghastly--a respectable, but not altogether agreeable, leader in Hiccup’s mind. And while Grimbeard, on the surface, was nothing like his current Chief descendant, he was very clever, and very guarded. Puzzle upon puzzle lies ahead and Hiccup finds the challenges set, not by a viking brute, but by someone just as clever as he. Perhaps more so…

Good thing he at least inherited that viking stubbornness.

(long-standing wish. Implied it in wedding plans)

👑 …someone my muse is jealous of.Kelutra is extremly jealous of Krogu. She feels the runt is Trovos’s favorite and he seems knowing more things than her (reading/talking commun, experience in combat, in life...).