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F!DB/Bolli: "The Things He Lacks" 4/?
Date: 2015-06-01 01:24 am (UTC)“Are you planning on keeping those on this whole time?” she asked, tugging at his shirt. When Bolli remained rigid, she paused, her hands slipping down to his. “We don’t have to do this, if you’re having second thoughts.” Bolli smiled weakly, the concern in her voice all too endearing, and leaned forward to kiss her reassuringly.
And there was the spark. He immediately became greedy for her soft lips, pulling her closer and letting his tongue push between her teeth. She moaned into the kiss, tugging on his shirt until he pulled away to undress himself. Nadia was on her knees before his pants dropped, and her lover’s breath hitched as she swallowed down his cock and took a hold of his hips.
He couldn’t remember the last time anybody had blown him. Haelga preferred to use her hands if she needed to get him hard, and Nivenor’s head hadn’t even been below his shoulders in months. The Breton’s mouth was soft and soaked, her tongue quick around his shaft, and the pure, dirty pleasure of receiving head was enough to make him weak in the knees. He pulled her head away just long enough to collapse on the bed, and then she was back again, sucking and licking and bobbing with that talented, wicked mouth of hers.
“Gods damn you, Nadia,” he gasped, his sweaty hands buried in her hair. “I’m going to fuck you like an animal when you’re done down there.” Nadia looked up with sly eyes, smiling around his cock, and pulled her mouth away slowly.
“Are you?” she asked, her fingers circling his cock as she slunk up beside him. “And who says? Maybe I want to ride you—” She was interrupted by Bolli grabbing her bare hips and flipping her onto her back so that he could practically throw himself on top of her.
“Does this make it clear enough for you?” he growled, shoving himself in deep. Her eyelids fluttered, and she whimpered with pleasure, linking her ankles around his jerking hips.
“Bolli!” she moaned, gripping his back as he slapped against her. Just hearing his name said like that was enough to drive the fisherman wild, and he could only groan loudly and wordlessly as he got lost in this soft new lover and the tight, wet warmth between her thighs. She knew it too, and she managed a smile through the wild motions of the pair. “Say my name…I want to hear how it sounds when you say it…” Bolli was more than happy to oblige her, with the way she was pushing him closer to orgasm.
“Oh, Nadia…!” He bent down just enough to bury his face in her bouncing breasts, taking a perky, sensitive nipple in his mouth as his thrusts grew even more erratic. The two pleasure points earned him a scream out of the Breton girl, and her back arched up into him, her hips coming to meet him every time.
“Bolli, yes! Yes, gods, yes!” She pulled him closer to kiss him, and when they broke free, the eye contact didn’t. In the tension that followed, Nadia tightened around him, and he finally let loose, throwing his head back as he came hard into her. She joined him just a moment later, her mouth open with pleasure and her fingers tight against his back.
His heart still pounding, Bolli closed his eyes, taking in the feeling of Nadia’s head on his chest and the pillows under them. It had been far too long since he had felt anything like that during an orgasm.
“Can I spend the night with you?” he breathed. Nadia giggled weakly, moving up to nuzzle against his neck.
“That you can,” she purred. “Maybe you’ll want another round.” For now, though, all either of them wanted was rest.
F!DB/Bolli: "The Things He Lacks" 5/?
Date: 2015-06-01 02:21 am (UTC)Nivenor stirred slightly when her husband joined her in bed, but hummed appreciatively at the presence of his warmth.
“Out drinking again?” she asked sleepily, turning to face him. “I wish you wouldn’t stay out so late. It would be nice to not have to sleep alone so often.” Bolli nodded weakly, wrapping an arm around her as he drifted back to sleep.
“I’m sorry, love,” was all he could say.
It wasn’t long before the fisherman and the traveler encountered each other again. Nadia was at Marise’s stall when her lover headed for the fishery, and Bolli felt his heart in his throat as he approached her. The Breton leveled him with a cool smile, and he approached cautiously.
“Can I…talk to you?” he asked weakly, offering Marise a wave. Nadia nodded wordlessly, and followed him to the secluded courtyard of the temple.
“I got you something,” he began, fumbling in his pockets for the necklace he had snuck out of Nivenor’s overflowing jewelry box. “My wife bought these in bulk, she won’t notice it’s gone. I thought it would look good on you.”
“How very romantic,” Nadia replied sarcastically. “I’d rather not take it. Jewelry for sex would make me feel like a common whore. I appreciate the thought, though.” Bolli’s hand dropped to his side, and the girl smiled genuinely. “What’s the matter?”
“I feel so guilty for leaving you without a goodbye,” the Nord said helplessly. “You deserve so much better than that, after letting me stay with you—”
“Bolli, please. I’m not angry.” Seeing the shock on her lover’s face, Nadia rolled her eyes affectionately. “Okay. I was angry. I didn’t expect to wake up alone. But if you had really treated me the way I thought you planned to, we wouldn’t be having this conversation. You would have walked right by me without a word.” She placed a hand on his shoulder, her eyes soft and, Bolli noted, just a bit sexy. “As far as I’m concerned, you’ve already done more than I expected you to. So I’m impressed.” Bolli felt the same heat from last night rushing to his head once more, and the Breton smirked slightly. “What are you doing today?”
“Right now, I’m thinking about telling Tythis to take care of things for today so that I can spend the day in bed with you.”
“Ha! Well, that wasn’t the answer I expected,” Nadia teased, taking a step closer. “I’m not against the idea, you know. I don’t have a plan for today yet.” Bolli lay a hand firmly on her hip, grinning down at her.
“In that case…I’ll meet you in your room shortly.”
F!DB/Bolli: "The Things He Lacks" 6/?
Date: 2015-06-25 04:03 am (UTC)“I want your big, Nord cock in me all day!” she screamed, grinding her ass against him as he pounded into her. “I want to fuck you dry, Bolli!”
“Do it if you can, you pretty little thing,” Bolli growled, his fingers digging hard into her hips. “I’ll fill you up, if you can take it!” Nadia moaned eagerly in response, the feeling of him stretching her wide enough to drive her crazy. She had been with a few men in her time, but none who had her so close to orgasm in just a few minutes.
“P-promise me you’ll keep going if I cum first,” she gasped, lightheaded with pleasure. Bolli answered with a sharp, hard thrust, and his lover buried her face in the pillow to try and muffle her noise.
“I’m not going to stop until I decide I want to,” he replied, pushing her forward into the mattress and bouncing himself against her. Sure enough, that was enough to push Nadia over the edge, and she could only scream as she soaked his cock. She barely had time to collapse forward on the bed before the Nord pulled her back up by the hair, burying himself deeper in her and feeling her sensitive pussy tighten around him. Groaning, he kept on thrusting, encouraged by her high-pitched whimpers and the tender wetness between her legs. When he finally came, it rocked his entire body, and he could barely bring himself to pull his spent member out of her.
When they had both caught their breath, Nadia leaned against her lover’s chest, grinning sleepily up at him.
“Did you mean what you said earlier?” she asked playfully. “About spending the whole day in bed with me?” Bolli smoothed her hair out of her face and planted a kiss on her forehead.
“That’s the idea,” he purred. “I told Tythis that I was taking a day off, and if I can help it, nobody’s going to see me except you.”
“Oh, my,” the Breton replied, faking concern. “It seems that my dear friend Bolli has a bit of an addiction.” The man rubbed her head, smiling sweetly down at her.
“I’ve tried skooma, in my day,” he admitted, “but you give me a better high.” Nadia’s face reddened slightly, but she hid it by burying it in his chest.
“I hear I taste better, too,” she teased. Bolli squirmed free from her grasp and guided her onto her back, kissing his way down her stomach and pushing her thighs open.
“Let’s find out,” he said, planting a line of kisses up her thighs before giving her a long, slow lick. Nadia shivered, still sensitive from her last orgasm, but moaned appreciatively as his mouth set to work between her legs.
“Is…is this going to be a regular thing?” she asked, stroking his hair with one hand and playing with her own nipples with the other.
“What, giving you head? All you have to do is ask.” His voice reverberated nicely against her clit, and she dug her heels into her shoulders.
“Mm, that too…I meant this. You sleeping with me. Are you planning to keep me around?” Now Bolli looked up at her, moving up to kiss her belly again.
“I don’t see why not,” he remarked. “I’m certainly not against the idea.” He returned to the sweet spot, and Nadia trembled with pleasure, her fingers digging into his scalp.
“Neither am I,” she sighed, “although I’m not sure I want to start trouble with your wife.”
“Then we’ll keep our mouths shut about it,” Bolli murmured against her pussy, earning another moan. “I like you a lot, Nadia…”
“I like you too,” Nadia gasped. “Gods, I like you too…”
F!DB/Bolli: "The Things He Lacks" 7/?
Date: 2015-06-30 03:24 pm (UTC)He had first noticed it one early morning, when he had gone out onto the docks to find the Breton already there. She was eating breakfast along, chewing thoughtfully as she gazed into the water, but had perked up when he came to greet her.
“What are you doing up so early?” Bolli had asked, motioning at her meal. The Breton had simply smiled sheepishly up at him.
“You tell me about your work all the time, but I’ve never actually been to the fishery. I thought I’d come along today and see what it is you do all day,” she explained. Bolli had allowed her, and from then on, she had started following him to the fishery, sitting on barrels and listening to him talk about everything from business deals to his employees. Though she occasionally offered him advice, her forte was allowing him to vent, something he wasn’t often able to do.
“Do you want to work for me?” he asked her one night, while they were curled up in bed. Nadia snickered, resting her head in the crook of his neck.
“Was what I just did not ‘working for you’?” she teased. The fisherman rolled his eyes affectionately.
“I meant at the fishery, girl. You always come along, so I might as well pay you. You could pick what jobs you do, if it would make it more appealing.” Nadia bit her lip, contemplating for a moment, then planted a kiss on his bearded cheek.
“If it means I can spend more time with you and make money for it, I’ll gladly do it,” she replied.
And so the relationship progressed. The people of Riften took note of the two, practically joined at the hip from the fishery to the Bee and Barb. She even attended sessions at the Temple of Mara with him every now and then, much to her lover’s delight. Nivenor had never once taken interest in listening to Maramal preach, but Mara was worshipped both in Skyrim and in High Rock, and Nadia was interested to see how the worship differed between the two provinces. Bolli, for his part, found the sight of her in the pew endearing, and couldn’t help but smile over at her as she listened to the sermons.
“Were you very religious in High Rock?” he asked after one session, as they ate dinner in the Bee and Barb.
“Sometimes,” Nadia replied. “I did there what I do here, more or less. Odd jobs for clients in Daggerfall.” She paused, looking sheepishly up at him. “I did some work I’m not proud of, but lots of jobs that I’m happy to talk about. And I helped a lot of people. That’s what counts, right?” Bolli nodded in agreement, his heart catching as he finally realized what it was that set Nadia apart from the other women in his life.
She was genuinely interested in who he was. And in return, he couldn’t help but care about who she was, too.
F!DB/Bolli: "The Things He Lacks" 8/?
Date: 2015-07-01 05:18 am (UTC)“Depending on what you’re hungry for, we could head up to your room,” he teased quietly, out of earshot of the nearby guard. The Breton winked, but shook her head.
“As lovely as that sounds, what I could really go for right now is a steak. Especially horker. It’s been ages since I’ve had a good roasted horker.” Bolli frowned, pausing at the gate into the city, then turned abruptly to his lover.
“Come have dinner at my house. I’ll make you a horker steak.” Nadia tilted her head, smiling wryly up at him.
“You’re joking, right? You’re not very funny,” she said, pushing the gate open. Bolli followed her eagerly, taking her arm.
“I’m serious! You can meet Nivenor. We’ll all have dinner together,” he said. Now Nadia scoffed, crossing her arms.
“Of course,” she said sarcastically. “What a pleasant idea. ‘Hello, dear wife, allow me to introduce you to the girl I’ve been having sex with for weeks now! Do you mind if she stays for dinner? That way she can have even more of your meat!’” The Nord turned her by the shoulders, smiling tenderly enough to make her heart jump a bit.
“It’ll be fun. I’ve never cooked for you before, in all the time that we’ve known each other. Let’s give it a chance, okay?” he asked, sweeter this time. Nadia sighed, shaking her head affectionately.
“…Okay. But if Nivenor gets jealous of me, you’re dealing with it yourself.”
Sure enough, Nivenor was surprised to see that her husband had brought home the slightly familiar Breton once again. She rose to her feet, eying Bolli suspiciously.
“You didn’t tell me we were having a guest for dinner,” she said.
“It was a last-minute thing,” Bolli replied, gesturing for Nadia to come closer. “This is Nadia. She’s a friend of mine from the fishery. Nadia, this is my wonderful wife, Nivenor.”
“Nice to meet you,” Nadia said cheerfully, extending her hand to the Bosmer. “Bolli tells me he’s good at roasting horker. I’m looking forward to trying it.”
To Bolli’s private surprise, Nivenor did seem to express a genuine interest in their new guest. Their conversation grew lively as dinner progressed, as they asked each other about their lives before Riften, Nivenor’s favorite places to shop, and Nadia’s free time.
“I’m surprised you went for the fishery, honestly,” Nivenor said over her glass of wine. “A pretty girl like you, getting all messy and smelling like fish. It makes me wonder what you’d look like in some of my clothes.” Nadia smiled deviously, her eyes lingering on Bolli as she answered.
“If you don’t mind sharing, we could find out after dinner,” she said sweetly.
Bolli couldn’t believe the way Nadia had turned the tables. He sat motionless on his bed, watching his lover twirl around in some of his wife’s finest clothes. Nivenor looked on approvingly, hardly noticing Bolli as he stared at the Breton’s shapely hips. Nadia certainly noticed her audience, and looked over at him, turning so that he could see the way the dress clung to her curves.
“You look lovely,” Nivenor said with a smile, clapping her hands together. “You can keep a few dresses, if you’d like.”
“Oh, I couldn’t,” Nadia replied, smiling graciously back. “They’re beautiful, but they’re yours. I’m just glad to have been able to try them on.” She paused, looking over at the fisherman as she loosened the dress. “I very much appreciated dinner, Nivenor, thank you so much for having me. Do you mind if Bolli comes with me to the Bee and Barb for a few more drinks?” Behind his wife’s back, the Nord himself felt a heat rise in the pit of his stomach, and did his best to glare at Nadia despite it.
F!DB/Bolli: "The Things He Lacks" 9/?
Date: 2015-07-01 06:00 pm (UTC)Nadia was shrieking with pleasure, her feet up on Bolli’s shoulders as he slammed her into the mattress. The Nord was almost animalistic this time, growling and grunting as he pounded into her.
“Damn you, Nadia,” he groaned, burying his cock deep inside her. “Teasing me like that in my own damn home…I would have fucked you in front of her, by the time we left…”
“You liked that?” the Breton asked playfully, tightening her muscles around the huge cock and moaning with delight. “You liked seeing me wearing your wife’s clothes? Showing off in front of you like that?”
“Nadia…” Bolli sighed, only to get louder and faster. “Nadia, Nadia! Damn it, yes! I love you!”
And Nadia froze. Bolli’s eyes shot open to find her staring back at him, her face twisted with fear. Before he could react, she had pulled away, moving back on the pillows and covering herself the best she could. Bolli sat up as well, mentally kicking himself for saying something so intense.
“Nadia, I—”
“You need to leave.” Nadia pointed at the door with a shaking hand, her face pale. “I’m serious. Put your clothes back on and go home to your wife. Now.” Bolli’s shoulders slumped, and he obeyed wordlessly, his fingers shaking as he pulled on his shirt. Nadia lay down, curled up in the blankets, and barely acknowledged her lover as he disappeared.
Nivenor was already in bed when Bolli trudged up the stairs to her. Still silent, he undressed and crawled into bed beside her, giving her a customary kiss as he settled down.
“It was nice to meet your friend,” the Bosmer said cheerfully, her hair fanned out on the pillow. “She’s very pretty. Young, too. I remember when my skin was that smooth.” She sighed, and Bolli glanced over to find a hint of insecurity in his wife’s usually confident face.
“She’s not half as beautiful as you,” he said halfheartedly. Nivenor smiled over at him, moving closer and placing a hand on his stomach.
“Thank you, love. Still…” Her smile wavered again, and her eyebrows tightened. “She avoided a few of my questions, did you notice? I wonder if there’s something she’s hiding.” When Bolli shrugged, she moved up, planting a kiss on her husband’s neck. “You know, Bolli, it’s been a while…” Her hand ventured down, pulling his loincloth aside, and her kisses gained speed. “Do you want to?” Perhaps it was the lack of satisfaction he had gotten from Nadia, or the fact that despite it all his wife was still a beautiful elf.
“…I do.”
The next morning, Bolli was surprised to find his lover standing in front of the fishery, waiting for him to unlock the door. She kept her eyes down and her hands in front of her as he approached.
“Hello,” she said softly. The Nord sighed, unlocking the door.
“You don’t have to work here anymore, if you’re uncomfortable,” he informed her. The girl smiled weakly and shrugged.
“I still need the money. I’ll do other jobs, but I’ll stay.” Once they were in the fishery alone, she planted a light kiss on his cheek. “Listen. Nothing has to change, if you don’t want it to. Just don’t say it again.” Bolli pulled her in for an embrace, smiling with relief.
“Sounds like a plan.”
F!DB/Bolli: "The Things He Lacks" 10/?
Date: 2015-07-02 02:20 am (UTC)Once Haelga turned away from the girl, her eyes narrowed at the sight of the Breton. She had seen her countless times before with Bolli, and had a sneaking suspicion that their ‘friendship’ had something to do with the fisherman no longer coming to visit her.
“Can I help you?” she asked curtly. Nadia shook her head, walking into the dining room.
“Just looking for someone,” she lied. Once she was close enough to the niece, her voice grew quiet. “I heard what she said to you. Are you okay?” Svana smiled weakly.
“It’s nothing I’m not used to. This is just how it’s been.” She paused, holding out her hand to the newcomer. “My name’s Svana, by the way. We haven’t met.”
“I’m Nadia. Is there anything I can do to help you?” The Nord raised an eyebrow, surprised, and glanced over at the counter before leaning in.
“That’s not a question I’m asked very much,” she said gratefully. “As it happens…maybe if we gave her a taste of her own medicine, she’d be nicer to me.”
“How would we do that?”
“My aunt is a devout follower of Dibella. As part of her rites, she gives a small gem to every man she’s bedded, called a Mark of Dibella.” Svana paused as Haelga came into the room, and cleared her throat. “I-I’m sorry, but the bunkhouse isn’t an inn! It’s for workers who come in from outside of the city! But I’m sure they’ll set you up at the Bee and Barb.” Once the blond left, she lowered her voice again. “Sorry. Anyway, Dibella’s teachings are frowned upon in Riften, so if you could get three of those Marks, we could blackmail Haelga. Easy, right?”
“Easy enough,” Nadia agreed. “Where would I get the Marks?” Nothing would have prepared her for Svana’s answer to that question.
“I know she’s slept with Indaryn, Hofgrir, and Bolli. You should try and get them from those men.” Nadia could feel her heart stop, and her hands grew cold.
“…Bolli? The fisherman?” she asked, her throat dry. Svana eyed her curiously.
“Yes, Bolli. If it’s an issue, you don’t have to—”
“No, I can do it.” Nadia backed away, trembling slightly. “I’ll do it as soon as I can.”
Once she was outside, she slumped against the bunkhouse door, tears in her eyes. So that was how it was. She had been foolish to think that Bolli was any more loyal to her than he was to his own wife. She was a mistress, after all. She shouldn’t have expected anything more.
She trudged slowly to the fishery, dreading the conversation before she even saw his face. The delight in his expression didn’t make it any easier for her to say it out loud.
“Haelga gave you a Mark of Dibella. I need it.”
Bolli’s face paled, and his hands fell to his sides.
“I…I don’t know what you’re—”
“Don’t lie to me.” Nadia glared at him, her eyes flashing. “The Mark. Give it to me, and we won’t talk about it again.” The fisherman’s shoulders slumped to his sides, and he nodded, fumbling in his pocket for the little gem.
“…How did you know?” he asked timidly. Nadia shrugged, shoving the stone in her pocket. She felt dirty just for touching it.
“I have to go collect two more now,” she said coldly, turning away to mask the pain in her face. “I’ll see you later.”
F!DB/Bolli: "The Things He Lacks" 11/?
Date: 2015-07-02 02:41 am (UTC)He didn’t have to look very much. The Breton was standing at Marise’s stall, counting out coins to pay her for a hefty purchase. Bolli’s heart began to pound as he noticed that she was clad in armor for the first time in a while, and he approached her fearfully.
“Nadia,” he began breathlessly. The girl looked up at him, bit her lip, and took him by the hand, leading him to the steps of the temple.
“I was going to come and find you,” she began, her voice trembling. “I’m leaving Riften for a little while. I’ll be back, but I’ve got to go.” Bolli gripped her hands tighter, trying to keep his own voice steady.
“I didn’t sleep with Haelga after the first time I slept with you,” he said. “I haven’t had any need to. You’re all I want.” Despite his best efforts, a tear slid down his face, and Nadia looked down dejectedly. “Nadia, you satisfy me in ways that I can’t even begin to describe.”
“Good for you,” Nadia replied, shaking her head bitterly, “but we’ve let this go too far. I need to leave so we can both remember what this was. You fuck me because your wife doesn’t do anything for you. It’s nothing more than that.”
“Yes, it is.” Bolli looked desperately at the girl in front of him, trying to read her face. “You know you’re the one lying to yourself.” When Nadia said nothing, he nudged her chin up with his thumb. “Stay with me. I promise things will change.” With that, he kissed her, forgetting where he was in the heat of the moment. Nadia’s eyes widened, terrified by the knowledge that people were watching just across the way.
When he pulled away, she turned and walked. Her eyes were fixed on the city gate as she tried to pretend she didn’t feel people looking at her. And Bolli…if she turned back and looked at him, she would go running right back into his arms. She couldn’t have that.
Bolli stood transfixed by the steps, watching her go. It was only when the gate closed behind him that he realized what he had done. And he knew how quickly news traveled in Riften.
When he returned from the Bee and Barb later, Nivenor was in fact waiting for him at the table. When their eyes met, he sighed, and she rose to her feet, eyes narrow.
“How many times?” she asked. Bolli slipped his feet out of his shoes and put his hat aside.
“What?”
“How many times did you sleep with Nadia?” Now he closed his eyes, too tired to feel anything besides a dull regret.
“More than I can count.”
“I see.” Nivenor sighed, standing between Bolli and the stairs. “I should leave you. You didn’t even have the decency to keep it a secret. You kissed her in front of everybody. That’s more than embarrassing.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Bolli said quietly. “She’s gone. She left the city.” He paused, a slight anger rising as he looked at Nivenor. “Where would you go if you left me, Nivenor? Back to Valenwood? Who would fund you there? Where would you get all your trinkets and clothes?” Nivenor glared right back, her face twisting with disgust.
“Goodnight, Bolli,” she replied simply, before climbing up the stairs to their bedroom. Bolli followed her up all the same, too worn out to care.
Re: F!DB/Bolli: "The Things He Lacks" 11/?
Date: 2015-07-02 04:21 am (UTC)F!DB/Bolli: "The Things He Lacks" 12/?
Date: 2015-07-03 09:39 pm (UTC)But today, he dared to go up to Madesi’s stall and speak up for the first time in weeks.
“Madesi,” he began cautiously. The Argonian looked up, eying the fisherman curiously.
“Here to buy something?” he asked.
“Not today. I actually have a question for you.” Bolli paused, looking around for eavesdroppers before speaking up again. “You and Nadia are friends, right?”
“I haven’t seen her,” Madesi cut in, shaking his head. “She hasn’t been here, Bolli. Why would she be?” The fisherman’s shoulders slumped.
“I don’t know,” he began, only for the merchant across from him to speak up again.
“You kissed her in public, Bolli. Half the city was there to see you do it. You had to know that it was a mistake.” He scoffed, crossing his arms. “I respect you, but this isn’t my problem. I’d appreciate it if you leave me out of your affair from now on.” Bolli nodded wordlessly, turning away from the stall.
Despite his wounded pride, he moved on to Marise’s stall, smiling weakly at her as she organized her goods. To his relief, she smiled back at him, stepping aside to show off her product.
“Lots of new food in today,” she said. “Would you like any samples?” Before he could answer, she broke off a small bite of salmon and handed it to him.
“Appreciate it, Marise. Can I talk to you about something?” When the elf nodded, he looked around again, making a bit of awkward eye contact with Edda before continuing. “Have you seen Nadia recently?” Marise frowned, the discomfort obvious in her face.
“Bolli…Nivenor gives me enough trouble as it is, without me helping you cheat on her. I haven’t seen her, anyway. Last time she came by, she was stocking up for a long trip.” She paused, her face softening. “I’m sorry, Bolli. I’m sure you two had something special, but…she isn’t coming back.” The Nord looked at her, his expression stony, and nodded.
“I know. But that won’t stop me from worrying until I hear something,” he said bluntly, before walking away and leaving her apologetic at the cart.
He settled for sitting at one of the back tables at the Bee and Barb, doing his best to drink away the thought of the elusive Breton. At the table next to him, Mjoll offered him a small, encouraging smile, and he forced himself to smile back, nodding his acknowledgement. Before he could say anything to her, however, his drinking was interrupted.
“It’s been a while, Bolli,” Haelga said sweetly, taking a seat across from him. “I’ve missed you…and that pretty tongue of yours.” Bolli glanced up at her, then returned to his drink.
“Hello, Haelga,” he said, faking cheerfulness the best he could. To his dismay, the woman saw right through him, and leaned forward on the table.
“For Dibella’s sake,” she complained, “you’re still moping over that Nadia girl? You still have me, remember?” She reached for his hand, winking at him. “Come on, you can’t tell me that she was really better than I am. Maybe you need a reminder—”
“Haelga.” Bolli had suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing and his hand tight around his ale bottle. “Go home. I’m not leaving here with you again.” Haelga stared at him, her jaw slack as she rose from the table.
“…You promised me you would take me away from this place,” she said bitterly, her fists clenched at her sides. “You said you’d take me somewhere beautiful and start over with me.” People were starting to turn around and look now, and Bolli kept his eyes down, his face red. “You’re going to regret this, Bolli.” With that, she stormed from the inn, leaving her former lover to fight back tears all over again.