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Sleepless - Part 29/?

[(Anonymous)]

As they walked through Whiterun Vilkas and Ariella kept getting looks, probably because of the Dragon skull no doubt. They walked into Jorrvaskr and before anyone could notice them Ariella wordlessly retreated downstairs.

Vilkas shrugged his pack off with the intent to follow her but Farkas caught sight of him and the dragon skull.

“Brother.” He glanced around. “Where’s Ariella?”

“She’s just gone downstairs.” Vilkas said and Farkas visibly relaxed. Farkas wanted an explination about the Dragon skull. “Brother, I believe it’s custom to save the tales for the celebration.”

Farkas laughed and cupped his brothers shoulder. “You’re injured.”

“Aye, it’s not so bad.” Vilkas said looking again at his burns. He had a few other scratches, which he somehow didn’t notice.

“I’ll get the healing salves. I’ll also need to tell Tilma to start cooking. We’ve got a celebration to prepare!” Farkas said with a laugh. As his brother ran off towards he kitchen Vilkas picked up his pack, leaving the dragon skull behind.

“I’ll be downstairs.” Vilkas called to his brother. He walked downstairs and paused briefly at the whelps door.

He wondered if he should go see if Ariella was alright, yet decided against it. She probably wanted to be left alone, if her silence was anything to go by.

In his room Vilkas unpacked the few things he had packed and sat on his bed. He wanted to tell Farkas about Ariella but it wasn’t his place to tell. She would tell people when she wanted to, until then Vilkas would have to keep his mouth shut.

“Brother.” Vilkas opened the door and Farkas walked in, arms full of healing salves and bandages. “Aela’s going to take care of Ariella’s injuries then we have to go through the initiation ceremony.”

“Ariella wasn’t injured?” Vilkas was confused. He was sure of it, he hadn’t smelt any blood on her. Though his senses weren’t at their peak since the wolf was resting.

“She got a few cuts and scrapes, nothing major.” Farkas paused. “Yet it’s not just the physical injuries I'm concerned about.”

“Ah.” Vilkas stripped himself of his chest plate and gauntlets. Farkas began treating the few wounds Vilkas had.

“So what happened anyway?”

“You know the stories are saved for-”

“That’s not what I’m asking, brother and you know it.” Vilkas looked away. “Ariella seems really upset.”

Vilkas sighed. “In Dustman’s Cairn there were Silver Hand.” Farkas paused.

“Did they take the shard?” Vilkas shook his head.

“Is she upset about having to kill people?” Vilkas shook his head again. “Did they say anything about the Beastblood?”

“Aside from calling me a dog, no. I don’t imagine she could piece it from that, but…” Vilkas trailed off.

“But?”

“I turned.”

“Oh, did she see?”

“I don’t think so. She wasn’t conscious when I turned and she was still that way when I turned back but I don’t know if she woke up halfway through or something.” Vilkas sighed in frustration. “I have to talk to Kodlak.”

Farkas nodded and continued his healings. “If she does know Aela may have been the wrong person to send.”

“I don’t think it’s that she’s upset about.” If it had she would’ve been distant from him from the start, not after the dragon attack. “I think it was the dragon.”

Farkas nodded but he didn’t understand. Well he did, but not fully. “She was at Helgen you know.” The dragon attack seemed to take on new meaning to Farkas and he nodded.

“It’s only understandable then.” Farkas packed up the healing supplies and sat back from his brother. “You really like her, don’t you?”

Vilkas’ immediate reaction was to deny it, but this was his brother. “Yes.” His voice was quiet and Farkas laughed a large grin on his face. The mood suddenly changed entirely.

“I’ll go see if Aela’s finished. I’ll come get you when we’re ready.” Farkas said leaving the room. Vilkas looked at the crates of books but couldn’t find it in him to pick one up.

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