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Sleepless - Part 13a/?
(Anonymous) 2013-06-15 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)Farkas was already well on his way to being drunk and the music and cheering was enough to deafen a person. The feast had been limited to a selected few, mostly the companions themselves and a few other people of importance yet the celebration after the feast was open to most.
The usual tales had all been told and now the party was broken into smaller groups, yet all just as loud. Vilkas was with Farkas, Ria and a few of the men of Whiterun as they listened to Aela retell a story of a bear she once killed.
The companions had all heard the stories before yet they were still entertaining. Vilkas could tell from the sent of the men around him they all wanted to bed Aela tonight. None would get the chance though, not unless Aela decided.
The music stopped as the bards took their break and the few that had been dancing stopped. Vilkas found himself scanning the room quite frequently and though he didn’t want to admit it he was doing it in some vain attempt to locate Ariella.
He hadn’t seen the Breton since the feast and even then they had sat on opposite ends of the table. He briefly wondered if she had gone down to bed. He knew Njada had already gone downstairs because she had a job tomorrow.
Yet as Aela was ending her story Vilkas spotted Ariella.
She was sitting rather awkwardly on a bench alone. She looked around the room at the celebrations yet made no effort to participate and instead held a bottle in her hands.
A man approaching her soon took her attention; Vilkas clenched his fist. The man took a seat next to her, right next to her.
Too close. Vilkas’s wolf growled, yet he had to agree. The man was sitting far too close and Vilkas could see Ariella slowly inching away.
When Vilkas saw who the man was he felt his wolf fight for control. Mikael; the bard who definitely knew how to overstep his boundaries.
The Bard whispered into Ariella’s ear and Vilkas didn’t know if it was a good or bad thing that his wolf hearing couldn’t pick up on the words. Yet as Aela’s story ended the Bard placed his hand on Ariella’s leg and Vilkas stood up. He tried not to look rushed but he was fairly sure he failed.
Ariella by now was right on the end of the bench, the bard only getting closer, pressing on her. Vilkas wasn’t sure what he would do when he got over there but he hoped his wolf wouldn’t be in control.
“How’s the celebration going?” Vilkas asked, his fists were clenched beside him. “Usually the first celebration as a companion is the most overwhelming.”
The Bard seemed to get the idea and slid away.
“She doesn’t look the part of a companion…” Mikael said by way of explaining himself. Vilkas bit back an insult as the Bard scurried away.
“Thanks for that.” Ariella stood and smiled slightly at him.
“No problem. He’s a bit uh… notorious for that.” She laughed slightly but she couldn’t exactly meet his eyes. “So how is your first companion celebration?”
Sleepless - Part 13b/?
(Anonymous) 2013-06-15 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)“Bed, as in sleep?” Vilkas teased lightly.
“Hardly, I would read but Njada doesn’t appreciate the light. Maybe I’ll go sit in the hallway or something.” She nodded mostly to herself and then said, “Well, goodnight.”
“Listen, I was about to head downstairs anyway, you could come read in my room if you wanted.” Vilkas wasn’t exactly sure when he had decided to go to his room, probably in that moment.
“If it’s not any trouble I’d love to.” She said with a small smile. “I have something to show you anyway.”
“Really?” They left the celebration and stopped at the whelp room while Ariella got her books.
“Can I please have a hand?” She whispered so she didn’t wake up Njada. Vilkas walked in and picked up the crate she was failing at lugging out of the room. Vilkas didn’t blame her though. It was heavy, really heavy.
Vilkas wondered what was in there he was fairly sure he knew but he didn’t think it possible.
Vilkas led her to his room and set the crate on the floor.
“So what is it you have to show me?” He closed the door and sat on the bed. His wolf was impatient and having Ariella alone behind closed doors made the wolf fight for freedom.
She smiled at him innocently and crouched down to open up the mysterious crate. The inside was filled with books, well Vilkas was fairly sure they were books. He couldn’t see the covers directly because they were all bound in leather and cloth.
He wondered where she got them all from. He didn’t think she could have collected that many books from Whiterun in the few days he had been gone. There was probably thirty or so books in there yet she pulled one out, knowing exactly what it was even though she couldn’t see the cover.
She stood a bit awkwardly for a moment and Vilkas invited her to sit beside him. She sat down and carefully began unwrapping the book.
“I’m not even supposed to be showing you this,” she explained, “but I trust you enough.”
Once the book was unwrapped she placed the book in lap and Vilkas carefully opened the front page to read the title.
“The Journal of Terrfyg, Harbinger of the Companions.” Vilkas felt his blood run cold. “Where did you get this?”
“The Library, I can’t let you keep it but I can write you out a copy.” She said with a smile moving a tad closer to him.
“Library?” Vilkas questioned, what library?
“Library of Daggerfall…” she said slowly, as if she expected him to know already.
“I don’t understand.” Vilkas admitted, he was beyond confused.
“Oh, I just thought you knew.” She moved away from him slightly. “I’m a scholar at the Library of Daggerfall.”
“A scholar?”
“Yes, so because I’m here I asked for all the books they had on the companions and this was it. I’ve asked for some of Dragons and anything dragon related but they’re still coming.” She smiled at him again. “So I’ve just been reading through a few of the books. Skjor said the Terrfyg was one of the most important Harbingers so I thought you’d like to see it.”
“Oh, I see.” The books suddenly felt different in his lap, not precious and delicate as before but something… different.
“Can I ask you a question?” Vilkas nodded. “He mentions somewhere in the journal about something called Beastblood. What is it?”
Vilkas’ felt his blood turn cold and his heart rate quicken in panic. He wondered what else was written in this book. “Uh, I-I…”
“Is it a famous sword or axe or something?”
“I’ll go ask Kodlak.” Vilkas said standing. “C-can I show this to him?”
“I’d prefer it if you didn’t take it upstairs…” she said looking a bit nervous.
“It won’t, I’ll just go put it in Kodlak’s quarters.” She smiled at him and picked up another book from the crate. Vilkas was a bit afraid about what that book might contain but left to go find Kodlak.
Re: Sleepless - Part 13b/?
(Anonymous) 2013-06-17 01:22 am (UTC)(link)This is beautiful. Egarly awaiting the next updatee
Re: Sleepless - Part 13b/?
(Anonymous) 2013-06-21 12:24 am (UTC)(link)