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Alone (M!DB/Romlyn) (41/?)

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"I don't care about your real papa. Honestly I think he was a fool for joining Ulfric's army instead of staying at home and pampering his child like most other idealistic fools. I don't care about this whole Civil War, either. But next time I protect you from some evil little bitch you'd better be grateful or I'll send you straight back to Riften."

He had completely forgotten about his present; but Runa hadn't. With her free hand she gripped the ancient weapon and drove the blade into his arm. With a shout he jumped off the bed and drew his own dagger. His girl stood up and grasped the hilt of her weapon with her right hand to point it threateningly at him, while he assumed his standard battle pose.

They had made a mistake somewhere.

He had backed Runa into a corner until she couldn't retreat any further. The options of either fight or flight had disappeared; now she had to lash out to protect herself.

"That's not how you're supposed to wield a dagger. Remember what I showed you earlier?"

He made sure that she got it this time by lunging at her and knocking the dagger out of her hands.

"See? That's what happens."

Runa tried to snarl at him, but he just laughed at her weak attempt at intimidating him. He used the time it took for her to retrieve her weapon to get some more distance between them. In such a cramped room he was at a disadvantage. He could use neither his magic nor his greatsword without damaging the furniture, so he had no other choice but to rely on his own dagger.

She seemed reluctant to heed his advice, but changed her hold on her weapon when she realized that she would have to make use of every little advantage she could get if she wanted to beat him.

She was serious about this. He saw that spark in the eyes of his enemies far too often to tolerate it in the eyes of his daughter.

His daughter.

That word again.

No one had told him that raising children would be like this.

When Romlyn had first suggested adoption the thought had caught him off guard; but after a little consideration he had decided that he didn't care much either way. After all he wouldn't even see the kid that much; it would live with Romlyn in Whiterun and keep him company, so that the dunmer wouldn't ask Serano to stay with him just because he was bored, and in turn Serano would provide food and shelter for the both of them.

It was supposed to be an ideal arrangement for all parties involved.

He smirked when he blocked Runa's aimless blows effortlessly while casting a healing spell to numb the pain in his injured arm.

"Watch your stance. You're wide open", he warned her before delivering a sharp kick to her right side. She fell to her knees and clutched at her ribs with her unarmed arm, and Serano made the mistake of taking pity on his enemy; he hesitated, and she used that small opening to jump forward and slash at his left thigh. He barely managed to dodge her attack.

He had underestimated her again, just because she was a little girl; he wouldn't repeat that mistake again. Serano kicked the door to the main room open with his foot and retreated in the hopes of being able to use his magic more freely in the larger room.