Audric’s chest felt constricted and a cold sweat broke out on his neck. “If Mercer had asked it of you,” he accused, “you’d have forgiven him. If he’d told you, if he’d have asked you to go in on the heist with him...you’d have run off with him so fast, it makes my head spin.”
Rather than scream at him in earnest, as Audric half expected him to, Brynjolf sagged, frowning. “Perhaps I might have, who can say? But he didn’t ask my forgiveness, and he didn’t include me. He lied to me, cheated me and our family, and I can’t forgive that.”
“I have to go,” Audric whispered. “I’m expected in Windhelm, and there is a carriage waiting for me.”
“Your timing is impeccable.”
“Bryn, please, forgive me.” When this did not satisfy, he elaborated. “Forgive me for lying to you, for leaving you out of my plans.”
“And?” he asked expectantly.
“And I’ll never do it again,” he promised.
Brynjolf pulled him into his arms, nearly crushing him. “I don’t give a damn if you’re Dragonborn,” he said, “I wish you hadn’t tried to keep it from me.”
“I thought…” Audric choked.
“It makes no difference. But why would you think you could keep such a secret?”
Audric shrugged ineffectually, shaking.
Brynjolf pulled him closer and said, “Write me from Windhelm.”
This installment alternatively titled "Audric Bellamy Is A Huge Entitled Baby." Thank you again to the anons who took the time to leave me feedback. It's very encouraging, and I really appreciate it!
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"Divide and Conquer" Ulfric Stormcloak/M!DB, 9d/??
Date: 2014-01-02 09:49 pm (UTC)Rather than scream at him in earnest, as Audric half expected him to, Brynjolf sagged, frowning. “Perhaps I might have, who can say? But he didn’t ask my forgiveness, and he didn’t include me. He lied to me, cheated me and our family, and I can’t forgive that.”
“I have to go,” Audric whispered. “I’m expected in Windhelm, and there is a carriage waiting for me.”
“Your timing is impeccable.”
“Bryn, please, forgive me.” When this did not satisfy, he elaborated. “Forgive me for lying to you, for leaving you out of my plans.”
“And?” he asked expectantly.
“And I’ll never do it again,” he promised.
Brynjolf pulled him into his arms, nearly crushing him. “I don’t give a damn if you’re Dragonborn,” he said, “I wish you hadn’t tried to keep it from me.”
“I thought…” Audric choked.
“It makes no difference. But why would you think you could keep such a secret?”
Audric shrugged ineffectually, shaking.
Brynjolf pulled him closer and said, “Write me from Windhelm.”
This installment alternatively titled "Audric Bellamy Is A Huge Entitled Baby." Thank you again to the anons who took the time to leave me feedback. It's very encouraging, and I really appreciate it!