@fairandbroken - continued
Lips are pressed firmly together, all her strength being focused into keeping them from trembling and leaving her rooted where she stood. A part of her screamed to run and not look back, but another silenced it with the mere response ‘ what makes you think you could get away ‘. Chin leveling and gaze clear she straightens, her heart a hummingbird trapped within her ribs she keeps her voice level. “ Then explain. “ Even in her determination to remain fearless, the smallest part of her heart winces wishing to extend her hand and offer help.
Out of all the people in Skyrim, no, out of all the people in Tamriel it just had to be her didn’t it? Of course, fate wouldn’t have it be anyone else. The once High Queen he’s sworn to protect now stood there, staring at him in all his gruesome glory. If he had been mortal he would of seen bravery but her rapid heart beat betrays her, causing a feeling of guilt to stir within him. He takes his swords and throws them to the ground beneath him, further showing he has no intention of harming her.
❝ Elisif, ❞ he says, ❝ I should of told you sooner. ❞ one could practically hear the guilt in his tone, then comes a sigh, ❝ I’m a vampire, I’ve been one for a very long time. ❞ he wipes the sanguine staining his features, hoping to at least ease her but he doubts it. ❝ Those bounties that Falk gives me, this is how I take care of them. ❞ though admittedly the way he went about this hunt was out of hand, ❝ I’ve never drank from an innocent. I’ve always made sure they’ve been wicked. ❞ of course he has not proof of that, he just hopes she believes him.
