"The lass always told me how smart you were. Why don't you try using that head of yours?"
Vilkas was slightly taken aback by that reply and tried to think clarly, which was considerably harder with the wolf inside trying to break free.
He had practically jumped the girl when he smelt another man on her. But still, how in Oblivion could he possibly be grateful for someone else fucking his mate?
"Still don't get it, do you? You see, the lass was slightly frustrated with a certain man from Whiterun that had stolen her heart. Myself, being the good friend that I naturally am, was there to comfort her in her hour of need. No more, no less."
"So you are basically telling me that you took advantage of a broken-hearted girl and I should thank you for that?"
The thief finally stood up on the roof. Vilkas could identify him as a Nord, simply by his size. With a greceful jump, he landed on the ground right in front of the Companion. Steel collided with Emerald as their eyes met.
"And who are you to accuse me of taking advantage?"
Vilkas swallowed hard. These words struck a chord.
His desire to kill the other man had shrunk down to a controllable urge by this point. "So why are you here?"
The thief was silent for a moment, studying the other man's eyes, following the mixed emotions he could identify, the anger as it slowly turned to shame.
"I came to make sure the lass is alright."
"She is fine, and she will be as long as she is with me."
The thief smiled, his eyes sparkling in the starlight.
"I take your word for it. However, should you break her heart, I will make you regret it."
Vilkas just nodded, a small smile gracing his lips. For someone who had almost stolen his mate, this guy did not seem all too bad.
"I take your word for it."
With a nod, the other man turned around and started to walk in the direction of the plains district, as Vilkas called him back.
"Who should I tell her asked for her?"
"You don't have to tell her anything, lad. I've seen her just before you returned to Whiterun. By the way, you have a very nice room!"
And before Vilkas could even process these words, the other man had disappeared.
And just like that, a very dumbfounded and very angry Vilkas found himself running as fast as he could back to Jorrvaskr. He'd have to talk to his girl about the kind of friends she chose.
In the dark, a red-haired thief laughed to himself. Nothing like a little mischief to keep the relationship going. Ahh, young love!
And, since his good deed for the day was hereby done, he could finally return to the business at hand and rob the town blind. The joys of being a thief!
And until the early morning hours, the shouts of a fighting couple, followed by the shouts of a mating couple, would keep the entire Wind-district awake.
Re: A!A: Epilogue
Vilkas was slightly taken aback by that reply and tried to think clarly, which was considerably harder with the wolf inside trying to break free.
He had practically jumped the girl when he smelt another man on her. But still, how in Oblivion could he possibly be grateful for someone else fucking his mate?
"Still don't get it, do you? You see, the lass was slightly frustrated with a certain man from Whiterun that had stolen her heart. Myself, being the good friend that I naturally am, was there to comfort her in her hour of need. No more, no less."
"So you are basically telling me that you took advantage of a broken-hearted girl and I should thank you for that?"
The thief finally stood up on the roof. Vilkas could identify him as a Nord, simply by his size. With a greceful jump, he landed on the ground right in front of the Companion. Steel collided with Emerald as their eyes met.
"And who are you to accuse me of taking advantage?"
Vilkas swallowed hard. These words struck a chord.
His desire to kill the other man had shrunk down to a controllable urge by this point. "So why are you here?"
The thief was silent for a moment, studying the other man's eyes, following the mixed emotions he could identify, the anger as it slowly turned to shame.
"I came to make sure the lass is alright."
"She is fine, and she will be as long as she is with me."
The thief smiled, his eyes sparkling in the starlight.
"I take your word for it. However, should you break her heart, I will make you regret it."
Vilkas just nodded, a small smile gracing his lips. For someone who had almost stolen his mate, this guy did not seem all too bad.
"I take your word for it."
With a nod, the other man turned around and started to walk in the direction of the plains district, as Vilkas called him back.
"Who should I tell her asked for her?"
"You don't have to tell her anything, lad. I've seen her just before you returned to Whiterun. By the way, you have a very nice room!"
And before Vilkas could even process these words, the other man had disappeared.
And just like that, a very dumbfounded and very angry Vilkas found himself running as fast as he could back to Jorrvaskr. He'd have to talk to his girl about the kind of friends she chose.
In the dark, a red-haired thief laughed to himself. Nothing like a little mischief to keep the relationship going. Ahh, young love!
And, since his good deed for the day was hereby done, he could finally return to the business at hand and rob the town blind. The joys of being a thief!
And until the early morning hours, the shouts of a fighting couple, followed by the shouts of a mating couple, would keep the entire Wind-district awake.