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There was something about it that didn’t sit right with her. Elsa knew most of the chocolates Anna liked, and while it certainly looked like one of the usuals, it still looked off...

So she had taken the chocolate from her sister, telling her it was a mint one, the kind that Anna couldn’t stand, and ended up becoming poisoned instead of her sister. The last thing she remembered seeing before her legs gave out was her sister trying to help her stand and at least sit down. And as she had felt herself getting worse and worse, she came around sometimes -- hearing Anna arguing with someone, a cold facecloth being pressed to her forehead, Anna crying by her bedside about something, but what it was, she wasn’t sure. 

That had been the last thing she had seen before she fell unconscious again.

She sat up with a gasp of air in what looked like the middle of the night, eyes wild, though her hair was the same as it usually was, a wild braid, though... though why she was in her ice dress, she had no idea. Had she simply fallen asleep in her clothes again?

There were no lights on in the room. Even the fireplace, which was usually burning until the early hours of the morning, was out. The only light was from the full moon outside. She hesitated slightly before getting out of bed, slipping her shoes on and heading outside onto her balcony, allowing herself to stand fully in the moonlight as she looked over her kingdom.

Why were all the lights off? Why did everything seem much quieter and still? What was going on?

“Hello?” She eventually called out, looking around for something, anything that was a sign of life. “Is... Is anybody there? What’s going on?”

It had been one of the best days of James Overland’s life. The town had had their mid winter party today, which meant that his younger twin brother Jack and him only had to do half of their choirs that day. The rest of the day was spent having fun, playing games and eating sweet things.

James sat down next to his identical twin on the steps leading to the church of their village. He pushed a mostly full cup of something hot into his brother’s hands and murmured, “Drink up, it’s hot chocolate. I sweet talked Sister Catherin into making some more for us. You can have the rest, I’ve had a few sips already.”

The twins had already been given their cups of hot chocolate, a custom of the village for their mid winter party though it was usually limited to one cup each. Chocolate was a very expensive treat.

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This is an AU I’ve been thinking about on and off for a while, but I’m really working out the details in an RP with fellthroughtheice. Had to draw these cute little nerds.

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Hiccup had been nervous to say the least as this was his first day back home in years. He’d been sent away for a long time by his father to hone his skills, as Stoick thought it would be best for his son to be away to learn. Being a Dragon hybrid, inheriting it from his mother, the human guardsman didn’t know how to properly train his boy, and henceforth had taken him to someone who did know about how to raise the hatchling and teach him how to control himself as the Dragon within became stronger.

Now he was back though, and recruited by his father- who was now the chief of the guard- to protect the outer areas of the royal castle. He didn’t much care for any of that though. He didn’t even want the job, there was only one reason he wound up taking it and that was the old friend he’d had to leave when he was shipped off to far end of the kingdom.

Jack Frost was his name, the prince of the Elvhen kingdom, and he and Hiccup had been the best of friends even if technically they shouldn’t have known each other all that well. They were from very different classes, and with Hiccup also being a hybrid many saw him as something akin to a beast more than a person that is capable of being kind and friendly.