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Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 26.7
Date: 2014-04-04 10:33 pm (UTC)“Get him to the Hall of the Dead,” Elisif said, wiping the blade clean and resheathing it, trying to work up some shred of guilt over having just killed a man – not an innocent one, certainly not, but she'd just killed someone she knew. Not an enemy soldier, not a beast or Falmer, but a man she'd seen in court every day, dead at her hands. And her dragon blood was rejoicing.
Maybe it was best she sacrifice herself. Die a hero rather than live to see herself turn into a monster.
“Elisif, are you all right?” And that was Falk, fussing again as if she needed it.
“Fine,” Elisif said, her voice devoid of emotion. “I'm fine. He's not the first person I've killed. He won't be the last.”
“I know,” said Falk, rubbing her back. “But all the same, it's not easy. Er, my Jarl, you need to sign the death warrant, we'll all say you did it before he died.”
Elisif nodded, signed the warrant, and turned to head for her room. Argis made to follow her... until Falk barred his way.
“Hey. Are you with her? Because unauthorised individuals are not allowed in the Jarl's quarters.”
“Falk, leave it, he's my housecarl. Jordis's replacement,” Elisif said quietly, exhaustion starting to set in. “He can come into my quarters, although if you could sort out a room for him to actually sleep in, I'd appreciate it. We're staying here tonight. Heading out tomorrow though.”
“But you only just got back!” Falk protested. “You can't be fleeing the Dark Brotherhood now!”
“I know, but it's important!” Elisif sighed, frustrated. “I have to stop the dragons or... or we're all doomed. You've been taking care of things well enough without me all this time.”
“I'm not a Jarl, Elisif,” Falk said. “Every day I get people coming here wanting to know when you're coming back, or if the latest rumour's true. Elisif, they said the Forsworn took you prisoner!”
“Well, clearly they haven't or I wouldn't be here now,” Elisif said wearily. “Falk, listen, I know it's difficult running this Hold on your own, but please believe me, I need to do this.”
“I do,” Falk said, giving in and letting her go. “I just wish you weren't constantly in the firing line, that's all.”
“So do I,” Elisif said, finally managing a smile. “But I'm glad it is me having to do it. I wouldn't wish this on anyone else.”
Would anyone else be willing to sacrifice their own life to save the world? Elisif really didn't think anyone else would.
“I'm High Queen after all, Falk. Might as well be me. That's what kings and queens do, isn't it? Sacrifice themselves for their country?”
“The good ones do,” Falk said, sounding proud of her, so proud and it was breaking her heart, it really was. She could never tell him her plans, that she knew. But she could at least make sure Solitude was taken care of.
“If anything happens to me, you're the next Jarl,” Elisif said, hands on his shoulders, staring him in the eye. “I'll set it in writing before I go, witnesses and everything, make sure the General knows. Erikur's dead, you can marry Bryling at last, I don't mind at all.”
Falk stared back at her, speechless, then he bowed his head.
“I – I don't know what to say. It's not an honour I ever wanted or deserved, you know that... but if you think it's for the best, I accept.” He looked up then, shrewd look in his eyes. “You are coming back, aren't you?”
“I will do my best,” Elisif promised, hoping he didn't see through her smile. “But I'm going into danger and if I die without heirs... Falk, I can't leave the Jarldom in the air. I can't leave Solitude without a leader. You don't have to contest the Crown, I'm happy for Balgruuf to be High King if you don't want the job. He's loyal to the Empire and he's a good man, I don't think the General will object.”
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 26.8
Date: 2014-04-04 10:35 pm (UTC)“Of course not,” Elisif laughed brightly, a little too brightly. “But let's get those documents signed anyway, right?”
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Much later, a will signed, sealed and witnessed that in the event of her death, the Jarldom was to be Falk's, Elisif finally closeted herself in her bedroom, collapsing on her bed, still in her Blades armour with the Jagged Crown cradled in her arms. Not the most comfortable of outfits but she couldn't face getting changed at the moment. Couldn't face being vulnerable. Now she was alone, the reality of it hit her. She was out of options. She'd have to face Ulfric down and fight him, and she wasn't entirely sure she'd win. Even if she killed him, his men probably wouldn't let her go free. She'd likely be killed herself in revenge.
Torygg. I get to see Torygg again.
It'll hurt.
So did losing him.
I don't want to die!
I don't care if I live or not.
“Elisif?”
Argis, and what was he doing here? He had his own room.
“What?” she said, rubbing her eyes as she sat up.
“Came to see if you were all right,” Argis said, sounding a little awkward. He was standing at the end of the bed, also fully armoured still. Looked like there were two of them on edge.
“I'm fine. But thank you,” Elisif said, forcing herself to smile. “Did you need anything, Argis?”
“Mind if I sit?” Argis asked. Elisif motioned at a chair and he wasted no time in sitting down, something clearly on his mind.
“What's up?” Elisif asked, wondering what he was thinking. Argis had always given the usual housecarl impression of the passive protector but when he'd talked about his previous life, something else had shown through – a man smarter than he let on, far more complicated than he let on, and more of a Reachman than a Nord in a lot of respects (although he had all the Nord willingness to charge into foes screaming and waving a weapon about, as Elisif had seen for herself on the road). He definitely had a mind of his own and opinions, even if he didn't talk about them much.
“What are you planning?” Argis said, his voice brusque and tone sharper than one would expect from a housecarl. “I mean, Tullius said no but you're not going to give up, are you?”
“Of course I'm not giving up!” Elisif sighed. “Alduin's in Sovngarde feeding on Nord dead, I promised I would go to Sovngarde after him and fight him, and I will! I've just had to rethink how, that's all.”
“And?” Argis said quietly, looking rather shrewd, reminding her a little of Madanach if he did but know it. “Got any thoughts on that, High Queen? You said it'd be dangerous... and you didn't look any too sure when Falk wanted to know if you were actually coming back.”
I'm not. Except Elisif didn't want to admit it out loud, because that would make it horribly, terrifyingly real.
“Do you think Sovngarde's nice?” Elisif said softly. “Peaceful, I mean. Pretty. Because a hall full of warriors all drinking mead doesn't sound it.”
“You're asking me?” Argis snorted. Then he shrugged. “Yeah, I guess it's probably nice. Ma said it was. Said there'd be endless fields and woods to hunt in whenever you liked. Not sure if she knew any more than either of us, but I could live with hunting.”
“I could live with woods to go walking in,” Elisif said quietly. Romantic walks and picnics with Torygg for the rest of her afterlife – she could definitely cope with that. Took her mind off the dying part.
“Except you wouldn't be alive, that's kinda the point...” Argis had looked up, staring right at her, eyes accusing. “Elisif. Lady Queen. Tell me that isn't the plan.”
Damn him for realising, and weren't housecarls supposed to serve without question?
Re: The Wolf Queen Awakens 26.9
Date: 2014-04-04 10:36 pm (UTC)“Lady Queen, what if I said I could help with that?”
“Help how? You don't have a horse, and last I checked, you can't fly and can't do magic.” Elisif looked at him curiously, seeing a knowing grin that really didn't suit him on his face, and then he produced a small silver necklace with what looked like a small soul gem attached to it.
“What is that?” Elisif said nervously. It looked enchanted, in fact it looked like witchcraft of some sort.
“A little present from the King. For use in emergencies. One-time only charm that lets the wearer and anyone they're touching disappear and reappear somewhere else. In this case, it's blood-linked, only works for me and will take me straight to where my bloodkin are. They'll be where Madanach is. Did you want to give it a go tomorrow? Takes you straight to the King in seconds and then once you've spoken to him, we can get moving for Windhelm.”
“That's... possible?” Elisif said, staring at it. “I... Aedra help me, Argis, what sort of magic created that thing, and can the Forsworn really do that at will??”
“Not exactly but one of the Matriarchs has been researching it. It's a bit experimental but she assures me it'll work.” Argis put it away, looking altogether too proud of what was almost certainly the product of dangerous dark magic. On the other hand, she had promised Madanach and it would save her time.
“I really don't like this, but I suppose we don't have much choice,” Elisif sighed. “All right, but we leave Solitude first, get out of sight where no one can see us. And it had better work!”
“It will,” Argis promised. “Matriarch Keirine wouldn't hand over anything she wasn't sure worked properly.”
That did not reassure Elisif in the slightest. Submitting herself to dangerous Forsworn magics just to go reassure Madanach – or not reassure him, as the case may be.
Nothing about this appealed in the slightest, but at least it prolonged the end.
~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: Of course it was Erikur. Sleazy, ambitious, actually intended to be Elisif's replacement in a quest that got cut from the game, and easy prey when Elenwen starts dripping poison into his ear...
And next chapter, things start coming together as Elisif finds out just what her various allies have been plotting without her.