Her entire body seemed to turn pink and her anger turned to flustered embarrassment, her hands moving to cover her chest. She fled from his room, shutting his door with a sharp clack and she stood in the Longhouse, trying to figure out what had just happened. Her ears burned and her mind worked to supress it despite how her nerves kept sending mixed signals throughout her body. She wasn’t sure if she loved or hated that man; leaving her in such a state was infuriating but what he did to her…
She groaned and moved to leave the Longhouse, opening the door to find the street covered in more snow than before. The cold air was welcome on her burning skin, her mouth and jaw starting to become sore and her back hurting from the drop. She started to trudge through the snow, the cold seeping through right to her boots and she stopped at the gates of Falkreath, staring into the darkness that awaited. She heard a coughing behind her and turned to see a guard struggle to make it to his post.
He gave her a look, shuddering under his thin fur and she pursed her lips as she looked out at her path. “Are you heading home, Thane?”
“Yes,” she said as the wind howled within the trees making them shake and knock against the buildings behind her.
“Well you be careful,” he said in a kind voice. “You know the Jarl would be devastated if something were to get you.”
She turned to stare at him, her cheeks already too hot and red to become any more flushed but she found herself smiling. “I…” she began to protest, wanting to tell him he was wrong or scoff and laugh but somehow it comforted her. She closed her eyes, pulling out a spell from the dark recesses of her mind and she snapped her fingers, a light illuminating from her hands and moving up to above her head making the ground around her glow.
“Thank you.”
He only nodded and watched her leave, the small candle light shining a path through the blinding snow.
Sometimes Things Get Complicated [9/9]
Her entire body seemed to turn pink and her anger turned to flustered embarrassment, her hands moving to cover her chest. She fled from his room, shutting his door with a sharp clack and she stood in the Longhouse, trying to figure out what had just happened. Her ears burned and her mind worked to supress it despite how her nerves kept sending mixed signals throughout her body. She wasn’t sure if she loved or hated that man; leaving her in such a state was infuriating but what he did to her…
She groaned and moved to leave the Longhouse, opening the door to find the street covered in more snow than before. The cold air was welcome on her burning skin, her mouth and jaw starting to become sore and her back hurting from the drop. She started to trudge through the snow, the cold seeping through right to her boots and she stopped at the gates of Falkreath, staring into the darkness that awaited. She heard a coughing behind her and turned to see a guard struggle to make it to his post.
He gave her a look, shuddering under his thin fur and she pursed her lips as she looked out at her path. “Are you heading home, Thane?”
“Yes,” she said as the wind howled within the trees making them shake and knock against the buildings behind her.
“Well you be careful,” he said in a kind voice. “You know the Jarl would be devastated if something were to get you.”
She turned to stare at him, her cheeks already too hot and red to become any more flushed but she found herself smiling. “I…” she began to protest, wanting to tell him he was wrong or scoff and laugh but somehow it comforted her. She closed her eyes, pulling out a spell from the dark recesses of her mind and she snapped her fingers, a light illuminating from her hands and moving up to above her head making the ground around her glow.
“Thank you.”
He only nodded and watched her leave, the small candle light shining a path through the blinding snow.
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