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“Not a problem, my lady,” he said, bowing. “Far be it for me to distract you.” He withdrew and Elisif cast her eyes about, mind racing as to how to cause the scene that would get everyone's eyes on her for the time 'Ragnar' needed to get out of here. Over in the corner, she saw the perfect opportunity. Drink in hand, she idly wandered over to where that nice Redguard merchant was sitting.

Razelan glanced up, raising an eyebrow on seeing the Jarl herself approaching.

“I'm very sorry,” Elisif whispered guiltily. “Please forgive me. It's in a good cause?” Before Razelan could ask what it was about, Elisif had turned her back, eyes scanning the room, Razelan sitting right behind her. She noticed Ragnar striking up a conversation with one of the Thalmor, took a deep breath, counted to quietly to five and then shrieked as loudly as she could manage. Everyone's head turned as one to see why Jarl Elisif was screaming and Elisif wasted no time in spinning around and slapping Razelan as hard as she could.

“You disgusting man!” she cried, trying to sound as furious and offended as possible. “How dare you! I am a Jarl of Skyrim AND a grieving widow, my husband hasn't even been dead six months, what is wrong with you??”

Guards approaching, Elenwen approaching, the entire room silent and Elisif didn't know if Ragnar was making the most of this or not but she couldn't afford to look. She just kept staring at the hapless Razelan who was rubbing his cheek, shocked.

“Lady, I don't know what I did to upset you, but...” Razelan began, but Elisif breathed deeply, reminding herself: grieving widow, just been non-consensually groped, angry, tearful, upset, don't feel sorry for him, DON'T feel sorry for him...

“DON'T TOUCH ME!” Elisif yelled, feeling actual tears in her eyes. “Don't even look at me, stay away from me, stay AWAY!” She put her hands over her eyes, unable to face looking at poor Razelan as someone put an arm around her and led her away.

“There, there, Elisif,” and that was Elenwen of all people. “Don't worry, I'll make sure this gets dealt with. Razelan! I distinctly recall from the last party you attended telling you that if you managed to cause a scene again, you'd be out, and here you are assaulting the High Queen of Skyrim? Shame on you, Razelan, shame on you.”

“But I didn't-!” Razelan protested, and then his eyes hardened as they fell on Elisif. “You know what, I don't even care. So throw me out. Not like I'm missing anything here.”

“Oh,” Elisif whispered, guilt stabbing at her. “Ambassador, please don't be too hard on him, I'm sure he'd just had a bit to drink and didn't mean anything by it...”

Elenwen didn't answer, just glaring at Razelan.

“Guards, show Razelan to his carriage and make sure he leaves immediately,” Elenwen said sternly. The Thalmor guards were quick to oblige, ushering Razelan out the door with commendable speed. Elisif looked away, tears in her eyes for real at this point. She was just lucky Razelan was too high-profile to arrest. She made a mental note to ask Falk to ensure he was given special treatment at their end in whatever business dealings he was doing.

“Ambassador, you don't have to do that, I was probably standing too close to him in the first place,” Elisif began, but Elenwen stopped her, actually looking kind and sympathetic, genuinely this time.

“Elisif,” said Elenwen gently. “It was not your fault. You have done nothing wrong, and if he can't keep his hands to himself, that is his fault and not yours. You shouldn't blame yourself.”

Elisif nodded tearfully, because if she started arguing the point she'd end up crying on the Thalmor Ambassador's shoulder and that was just embarrassing.

“Now are you all right?” Elenwen asked gently. Elisif looked away then shook her head. She had to get out of here, not least because when Elenwen found out her Embassy's security had been compromised, Elisif wanted to be far away from here.

“I think - I think I need to go home,” Elisif whispered. “I'm sorry, Ambassador, I didn't mean to ruin your party, I'm so sorry...”

“Oh hush child, you didn't ruin it, that oaf Razelan did. Again,” Elenwen sighed. She motioned to her guards and within seconds one was bringing Elisif's fur cape and wrapping it round her shoulders and the other was motioning for her to follow them.

“Now you go home, have a bath and a nice early night,” Elenwen said, sounding oddly matronly considering Elisif knew for a fact Elenwen had never either married or had children. “You'll feel so much better in the morning.”

Elisif nodded and let herself be bundled out of the door to her carriage. She'd feel no such thing, in fact she wouldn't feel comfortable or safe until she heard news of how the break-in had gone and if she'd be even remotely linked to any of it. And as for humiliating poor Razelan like that... she wasn't sure she'd ever feel all right about that at all.

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Half past nine by the time she got back to the Blue Palace. Falk had been up still, surprised to see her back so early and a little worried.

“Is everything all right, my Jarl?” He took a closer look and saw she'd been crying. “Elisif? Are you... were you crying?” In a few moments he was there, arms round her, rubbing her back, decidedly unstewardly conduct but welcome for all that.

“No!” Elisif wept. “No, I'm not all right, I was lonely and scared and I missed Torygg and...” She closed her eyes, bawling her eyes out on Falk's shoulder. For a few minutes neither moved, him just holding her and her sobbing on his shoulder, feeling worse for having Falk there comforting her because she didn't deserve it, she definitely didn't, she was the worst person in the world, first for getting an innocent man in trouble and now for manipulating another man into comforting her over it when he didn't even know what he was comforting her over.

“You know, I'm sure Elenwen would understand if you skipped the next one due to still not feeling up to socialising,” Falk began and Elisif just nodded.

“I might do that,” Elisif whispered. Not because she wasn't ready, but because she wasn't sure she could face Elenwen again after how sympathetic she'd been, and Elisif definitely couldn't face Razelan for a long while. “Falk, I – I think I might go to bed if it's all the same to you.”

“Of course, Jarl,” said Falk gently. “Do you need me to send anything up for you? Food? Drink?”

“No I don't think so,” Elisif whispered. “I just – just need to be alone. Thank you, Falk.”

Falk let her go as she headed back to her bedroom. Privacy, a good cry, a good night's sleep in her own bed, that was what she needed.

She went inside, closed the doors behind her, took a deep breath and leaned her head against the wood. Tonight had been horrible, but at least Delphine's insane burglary plan had worked. She likely wouldn't know the result for a few days, maybe not even a few weeks. Delphine had said to sit tight in Solitude for a few weeks until they could get hold of her. It would look suspicious otherwise. And Delphine was right, absolutely right but it still looked likely to be a nervewracking time.

Elisif stepped away for the door, heading for the bed. All the lights were out, which was odd now Elisif thought about it, but maybe the maids just hadn't expected her back early. Never mind. Just meant a chance to practice her magic. Elisif cast Candlelight, smiling as the light flared into view. She glanced at her reflection in her mirror as she did so. It probably saved her life.

She looked into the mirror and saw herself in her party gear, light hovering at her shoulder... and reflecting it back in the mirror were two eyes in the gloom beyond. Elisif screamed and darted out of the way just in time to avoid the knife thrust intended to kill her, throwing her fur cape at the intruder as she dodged.

The black and red leather-clad Argonian swore as he threw the fur to the floor, pulling his dagger clear and moving in for another strike. Unfortunately for him, Elisif wasn't the helpless little girl of a few weeks previously. Elisif was Dragonborn now, she'd seen combat, fought for her life for real, and these days when she saw reptilian features, she saw dragon and reacted accordingly.

“FUS RO DAH!” she Shouted at him, sending the Argonian flying. Dawnbreaker was gleaming away on its weapon plaque above her bed and Elisif grabbed it, casting the one mage armour spell she knew and moving in for the kill. The Argonian barely had the chance to move before Dawnbreaker stabbed down and skewered him. Then the doors burst open and Falk was there with Bolgeir and half a dozen guards at his back.

“Elisif!” he gasped, seeing the dead man on the floor in a pool of blood, and Elisif standing there with a sword in her hands looking like she was about to faint.

“Falk,” Elisif whispered, feeling like she was going to be sick any second now – her room, oh gods, her own bedroom and someone had tried to – tried to... She sank on to the bed before she actually did collapse.

“Elisif,” and Falk was there, sitting next to her, arms around her while Bolgeir started going over the rest of the room to make sure no one else was hiding anywhere, and the guards picked the body up and carried it away. “My gods, Elisif, what happened, are you all right?”

Elisif shook her head, shaking all over. Someone tried to kill me. They tried to kill me in my own palace!

“I was going to go to bed, but it was dark,” she whispered. “The lamps were out, so I cast a magelight, and then I saw him in the mirror and he went for me with a sword and... and I Shouted and grabbed Dawnbreaker and killed him...”

“We heard the Shout and came running,” Falk said grimly. “Gods, Elisif, if he'd killed you...”

Elisif didn't reply. She couldn't say anything, she was too choked to speak. An assassin, here, in Solitude. Dressed in red and black. She knew which group of assassins were said to wear that.

Dark Brotherhood. Someone took out a contract with the Dark Brotherhood. Oh gods. Everyone knew of the Dark Brotherhood, the feared guild of assassins who struck without warning and always killed the target eventually. Who never gave up, who could always find you, who didn't stop until you were dead. And now someone was paying them to kill her. She didn't know who, had no idea. Someone with money, that was for sure. Someone who might profit from it. Quite possibly someone in her own court, in fact the more she thought about it, the more she thought it had to be someone in Solitude. She'd come back from High Hrothgar different, Falk had said. Different? Not afraid any more, was how she'd come back. Less willing to be bossed around, told what to do, treated like a child. Could be someone thought this new Elisif was a liability. An inconvenience. An obstacle. Especially since the whole Meridia situation when she'd been swept into the sky in front of Captain Aldis and half the guard, deposited back outside and had to explain the situation away quickly. She'd just said it was a sign the gods were pleased with her and they'd given her the sword to help wipe out all Skyrim's foes and make Skyrim a freer, happier, better place. They'd all responded with cheers and the story had started going around that she'd been given a divine mission to heal Skyrim and purge it of corruption. She'd not minded that at all at the time... only it was beginning to occur to her not all the corruption was on Ulfric's side.

“Falk,” she whispered. “Falk, when Bolgeir's finished checking the room, could I have a bit of time alone in here? I – I need to think, need to gather my wits. Suppose I need to get my things together too, I can hardly sleep in here now.”

“We'll move you to the guest room once we've secured it,” Falk reassured her. “And in the morning we'll have a full inquiry, I promise you.”

Elisif nodded, smiling weakly as Bolgeir announced the room clear and everyone else filed out. Her smile faded as soon as the door closed, and she immediately grabbed her armour off the mannequin, swiftly getting changed. Next her weapons, then her pack of potions, coin purse, never mind food, she'd eaten at the Embassy and she could buy food anywhere. She scribbled a note to Falk, telling him she was sorry but she didn't know who to trust and needed to be somewhere safe for a bit. She truly was sorry to do this to him, the poor man would likely be worried, but for all she knew he was in on it. At least she'd sent Erandur home prior to the party, so he'd be safe, but on the other hand, she could have used the company. Never mind. It wasn't like she didn't have friends elsewhere. Delphine would likely not be pleased at her fleeing the city in terror, but it wasn't like she had much choice.

Prising the window open, Elisif climbed into the window frame, sitting awkwardly in it with her legs over the side.

“FEIM!” she cried, turning ethereal and then she was falling to the courtyard, gasping as she landed but unharmed. Guards were turning to look, drawing weapons and that was no good at all, probably they were just doing their job but what if some of them were Brotherhood agents? It was a risk she couldn't afford to take. Fortunately she had an invisibility potion on her. Knocking it back, she faded from view and fled into the night, racing for the side gate to the docks. Time to get out of Solitude before this city claimed her life as well as Torygg's.

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A/N: And there's a bit of a cliffhanger, hmm? I needed a reason for Elisif to leave Solitude and then I remembered the Dark Brotherhood assassins that attack you on the road after Dragon Rising and thought 'bingo!'

Poor Razelan, I do feel very sorry for him, but he'll be all right. Especially after he hears about the break-in and realises it was part of a set-up, at which point he's too impressed to hold it against Elisif for long.

So where will Elisif go next. Back to Delphine, another visit with the Greybeards, or maybe join up with the Companions again. I hope it's the Companions, because then maybe they'll finally get around to RESCUING RIA! She seems to have been completely forgotten!! :-(

*Ahem* anyway, great chapter as always. That kind caring facade of Elenwen's seems especially chilling in retrospect of that ending. I have a feeling she may have been the one to hire the brotherhood. If Elisif can find her courage again then wiping them out will be another great boost for her popularity in Skyrim (god knows the guards in the game never shut up about it after that quest!)

I haven't forgotten Ria, don't worry! I's just the story isn't ready to go to Windhelm yet. But don't worry, I have plans in place for her. They just need time to mature.

I wouldn't say Elisif has lost her courage exactly - but she does need help and she's a sitting duck in Solitude. Hence the fleeing into the night. But she'll be doing a few brave things next chapter.

Nah. Elisif needs to find a relatively place where she can take stock, hone her skills, and remain off the grid until she's ready to move. Also, a place where the Brotherhood isn't likely to look, with people far enough removed from the /currently acknowledged/ troubles that they won't second guess (much) a wealthy but at the moment still green warrior so long as she helps out.

Jorvasker is too public and Sky Haven Temple isn't available yet. So I am of course speaking of Fort Dawngaurd. Get some use out of Dawnbreaker. And show me the DB operative with the balls to risk getting in range of Isran, who himself would probably happy as hell to have Jarl Elisif helping the cause, and perfectly willing to grant her some cover.

That and Serana would be a just outright *mean* suckerpunch for Elisif to pull on her enemies.

Elisif meets Serana?! That should be very interesting, considering her opinion of necromancers and the undead. By the sounds of it she'll be making an exception for Serana, but who wouldn't?

Aw, now I'm tempted to write it because it would be awesome, but alas I don't think I'm going to have the chance. Elisif would never side with Harkon, but she'd get on with Serana. Someone else who'd had their destiny chosen for them.

I'm the anon who said Diplomatic Immunity is one of my favorite quests, and your version did not disappoint! Delphine's history with the Thieves Guild is so plausible, Brynjolf is the tailor-made for a schmoozing/sneaking job, and the assassin at the end was an awesome twist (I suspect Erikur, personally, but there's so many people it could be). Can't wait to see the fallout from Bryn wreaking havoc in the Embassy. Really curious to see if Elisif is going to get her hands on Ulfric's dossier, and what she's going to make of it.

As a side note, your characterization struck me as especially good in this chapter. Brynjolf, Falk, and Elenwen are all standouts, especially the latter. She creeps me out anyway, but something about First Emissary "interrogation-isn't-actually-my-job-anymore-but-I-like-to-watch-for-kicks-and-giggles" Elenwen being all motherly and understanding just makes my skin CRAWL.

Thank you! It's entirely possible that dossier may come in to play later on, I just need to work out the fine details.

I've not really written a lot of Elenwen before so I'm glad her characterisation worked! At first I just thought it would be amusing to have Elenwen of all people comforting Elisif, but when you realise Elenwen developed those motherly and understanding and empathic characteristics not from raising kids but from interrogating her victims, it does get really rather creepy.

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