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Sleepless - Part 17b/?
Date: 2013-07-06 05:27 pm (UTC)“The sky’s the same in all of Tamriel, you know. Sometimes if I look long enough I can pretend I’m back home.” She said after a prolonged silence.
“I’ve never been far away enough from home to feel homesick.” Vilkas’ voice sent a shiver down her spine.
“Be glad.”
“So is it just home sickness?” Vilkas turned to look at her. She kept looking up, thinking about what to tell him. He waited for her to speak with a patience that Ariella liked to think as being reserved for her.
“No.” She admitted turning her head to look at him. “I’m… scared about tomorrow.” Vilkas smiled kindly at her and looked up again.
“I am too.” His voice was barely a whisper yet the words made her heart skip a beat. “It’s ok to be scared and even though I’m scared I know we’ll be fine tomorrow.”
“How do you know?” She asked after a short pause. He turned to look at her again.
“I just know, besides I promised Aela nothing bad would happen to you, she’d kill me if anything happened her archery protégé.” Vilkas laughed and Ariella forced one out too. It wasn’t the answer she had been expecting, or was it not the answer she wanted?
“So I’ve got to ask.” Vilkas said with a smile that made Ariella smile as well. “Why Dragons? I mean why the personal interest?”
“Well,” Ariella said, sorrow leaving her voice. “Did you hear about what happened at Helgen?”
“Who didn’t?” The guards hadn’t stopped talking about it for weeks; even Ariella knew that.
“Well…” Her voice trailed off again and again Vilkas waited with that patience, “I was there.”
Her voice was small, quiet but she knew he had heard the words. His face had gone from bright and wonderful to an expression of shock, horror and disbelief.
“W-why?” Vilkas was clearly startled.
“I was crossing the border from Cyrodiil and got tangled up in an imperial ambush on a group of Stormcloaks. I was sent to Helgen with them and even though I wasn’t on the list I was sent for execution.” She watched as Vilkas crossed his eyebrows. “When the Dragon attacked he gave us a chance to escape, with the help of a Stormcloak I got out alive.”
“I see the personal interest now.” Vilkas said after a moment, Ariella just smiled at him. “Well hopefully that was your last dragon encounter, at least in the physical.”
“Hopefully.” She agreed with a smile. Vilkas got up off the ground and held his hands out to her.
“How about we head inside?” Ariella smiled, taking his hands and he helped pull her to her feet.
Re: Sleepless - Part 17b/?
Date: 2013-07-08 10:53 am (UTC)