FURY && FEAR. a dangerous concoction for a parent to radiate. to internalize. words had fallen on deaf ears, words that had needed to be heeded, and yet were ignored. ulfric had thought this would be a mild lesson. he should have stopped donuvan. COULD have stopped him- a judgement call that may, perhaps, cost a life. a life far too dear to ulfric stormcloak. crimson blotted the snowy terrain, boots crunching snow underfoot in a rushed state. once emerald orbs had displayed the scene before the jarl, a father’s heart wrenched & contracted within his chest.
❝ DONUVAN!! ❞ came ulfric’s cry, basically sliding in the slush underfoot & ending beside his first son. it was a motion without thinking, the cold biting into his skin now exposed as his cloak was removed. the words left ulfric’s heart even colder, although he kept moving. his cloak went about donu’s smaller frame, words slipping from hushed & panicked lips, ❝ shh, sh-sh... baby boy, shh- ❞ the craving of his father’s FIERCE protection, and yet soft & secure hold was granting unknowingly. it was near RIDICULOUS how easily ulfric lifted the boy into his strong hold, like he were a BABY once more. a calloused hand cradled the back of his son’s head, the other arm careful not to make the injury worse.
❝ you’re SAFE. papa’s here, shh.. ❞ steps were fast, cloak wrapped about & not on his shoulders rightfully. guards trailed him, bellowing to make way- ulfric felt his own tears sting his eyes, though swallowed them just like that. he’ll survive. he’ll make it. he has to.
「:// @firstcub ↪ ⟨ here. ⟩ \: 」
