I keep telling myself that I won't touch my Vokriid fic bc I gotta work more on my kotor fic first but it just occurred to me how fucking funny the whole plot is from Frea's POV. it's been however many years after your father died so LDB could kill Miraak and everything has been going okay but every day you find yourself looking over your shoulder for signs of Mora's influence until one day. one fucking day. you hear a blast of thunder near the ruins of Miraak's temple so you head up there expecting... all-maker, you don't even know; the LDB, surely, fighting a dragon or a draugr or something, but you definitely don't expect a dude spiritually drenched in Mora's influence, lying on his back and knocked out cold on the amphitheater floor and half-frozen so you drag his massive Atmoran ass back to the village and put him in bed and tend to him so he can warm up and recover and the next few days pass quietly, he only wakes long enough for you to feed and clean him before falling back asleep, and then the LDB shows up. she shows up looking for Miraak, she tells you. the half-frozen idiot in your home, under your blankets and your care, is none other than Miraak himself, Miraak the Traitor, Miraak the corruptor, the champion of your people's oldest enemy and to whose reign the dragons were preferable.
so you go back to your little home with the LDB, Vokriid herself - whose new name is evidently very literal - and let her see him, the Traitor. and you have... a little girl chat. a heart-to-heart. a heart-to-heart with the second most terrifying person you've ever known, about and right next to the first most terrifying person you've ever known. so naturally you start to tear her a new asshole, but she's so guilty and upset about killing Miraak and you can't understand it, but you understand redemption and she's such a different person than the last time you saw her, so maybe Miraak is too. you don't know what to think, except that the way Vokriid gently brushes Miraak's fringe from his forehead is bizarre given the hot rage and hatred she had for him, and then he wakes up and they immediately start shouting (not Shouting, though, which is good) and you get kicked out of your own damn house so that these Dragonborn idiots can have their weird soap opera argument in privacy and really what the fuck has your life become at this point