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“Figure it out and I won’t kill you,” she snapped and she sighed in response. How typical of the Thalmor; they had no clue so they were going to force her to figure it out.

“Is that all, your Majesty?”

“Don’t get smart,” Elenwen shot back but she had eased into her typical position, her arms crossed over her chest and her posture not as stiff but still condescending. “You are also not to interfere with my Agent this time.”

“What, that boy you had next to you?” she laughed. “Sorry, Elenwen. I don’t rob the cradle.”

She actually smiled at her remark. “Just keep your legs closed, if you can. I don’t fancy hearing another report about you fucking one of my Mers. Your or your Arch-Mage.”

That made her stop. She had almost forgot about that and she found herself flushing a bit. She honestly never would have anticipated Mirabelle getting involved with Ancano considering how many times they were heard screaming at each other in the Hall of Elements or in the courtyard. Then again, she had gotten into fights with Ondolemar that ended with them on his bed. It had to be their nature just like she was very close sometimes to pinning down the Ambassador and doing something inappropriate.

She seemed to pick up on her thoughts and she was pressed again to the bronze door, Elenwen’s golden eyes moving down her body which made her hiss at her in anger. “Are we done up here, Ambassador? Or do you want me to show you why your men fall so easily to me.”

She smiled at her that cold smile she always sported around her allies, one that made General Tullius bristle and Ulfric Stormcloak have a fit. “I expect those masks by the end of the month. If I don’t get them then you better hope your aim is good.”

“Try it,” she growled and she was shoved to the side as the door was opened so the Ambassador could leave, her robes sweeping behind her and she couldn’t help but check out her backside. “Nice ass, Elenwen.”

There was no response back and she was left stewing on the roof, her emotions switching between utter laughter at what happened and extreme frustration. She shot off some fireballs and even took to shouting for Clear Skies which caused the soldiers below to panic a bit as they expected a dragon to come swooping down. It was mildly amusing for a minute until she saw Elenwen come out from the Hall of Elements, walking fast down the line of her soldiers with the Staff of Magnus to leave the college.

She finally relented and went back down only to find the Arch-Mage’s quarters empty. A quick check into the Hall found her down there along with the professors. All the students – the apprentices and Enthir, were to the side listening as Mirabelle stood rubbing her temples. Tolfdir seemed extremely displeased while Faralda stood near the Arch-Mage as if to signal she was on her side.

When she entered all eyes went on her. Mirabelle crossed the room and promptly slapped her. She let her without a protest – she did sort of deserve it.

“I told you to be quiet in the meeting!” she nearly exploded and Alla sighed. “What on earth were you thinking, provoking the Ambassador like that!?”

“I’m sorry,” she said. “She just… brings out the worst in me.”

“That’s not an excuse, Alla! You purposely almost antagonized her into a war!” she snapped as she went back towards the professors, pacing in irritation. “What did that woman want with you?”

She licked her lips realizing how parched they were. “I need to bring her something.”

“What?” she asked and she sighed.

“It’s nothing,” she found herself saying. She was tired from dealing with Elenwen for so long and the masks really weren’t a college concern. “It’s just a safeguard against them further coming against us.”

She could tell Mirabelle wasn’t pleased with her not telling but she seemed stressed out enough and she tell what everyone’s concerns were as they watched her. She figured she might as well ask.

“Mirabelle, you really slept with Ancano?”

The Arch-Mage went stiff, her eyes flashing and she found herself biting her lip. For a little woman she was just as scary as Elenwen – maybe even more. But the question was put out there and all eyes went to her. She in turn dug her nails into her arms and stared at the floor stewing on it. Alla found herself regretting saying it. She didn’t mean to put her into their judgement like that despite it being what everyone wanted to know. Also, she recalled, she was pregnant. She kept her mouth shut on who the suspected father was now.

She finally spoke. “My personal life is still personal. Who I have been with is none of your concerns and does not affect the college in any way. Are we all clear on this?”

It was Phinis who spoke up. “But Mirabelle, if you were with that insufferable bastard then did you know he was going-”

“Are you insane?” she snapped. “Of course I wasn’t! Do you think I wanted to see Savos die? For me to… to nearly die? For all of this bullshit to happen?!” She turned on them all and no one said anything.

There was an uncomfortable silence that surrounded them and Alla found herself watching Colette who was staring at the Arch-Mage’s stomach. She didn’t need a degree to know she knew as well.

After a moment Mirabelle sighed, weary. She was drained just as she was from everything and with the Ambassador and most of her party gone it was the first time she had to take in how they narrowly avoided a war.

“Excuse me?” a voice came and they all turned as the Thalmor Agent came in. He was holding some books and looking curiously at them which they all responded with cold looks back. He sighed a bit. “Arch-Mage, where are my soldiers quarters? They need to start their new shifts.”

Mirabelle sighed and she moved past them all to greet him. “Ancarion… Before I take you I suppose I shall introduce you. Everyone should know who our new Thalmor in Residence is.”

He said nothing but his hands gripped the books he had tighter. He stepped into the hall but not very far and gave them all a bow. No one met him back and he pressed his lips together thin and turned to Mirabelle. She sighed.

“This is Ancarion. You’re to give him your full cooperation as he stays here for the Embassy. And I mean full cooperation,” she said and a few of the students looked to each other but said nothing. Alla found herself smiling. Good luck on getting any of them to be courteous to another Thalmor. Mirabelle didn’t seem pleased by the frosty atmosphere but she turned to escort him out. He followed without a word.

Once they were gone all eyes went on her. “So… you nearly antagonized the Ambassador to killing us all?” Enthir said and she let out an annoyed sigh and turned to him.

“Like she didn’t need to be reminded she doesn’t tell us what to do.”

“This is why Alla could not be Arch-Mage,” J’zargo said and she turned on him. “Bad negotiation skills. J’zargo would have made all Thalmor leave.”

“I highly doubt that,” Drevis commented from across the hall making her smirk. “Kids, look. Do as Mirabelle says. I sort of don’t want to lose my life so don’t go on a justice brigade no matter how much the Thalmor deserve it.”

“Alla,” Onmund said almost accusingly and she turned on the Nord making him shrink back.

“Excuse me? I wanted to go off alone! You demanded on following me! This would have gone differently if you didn’t go.”

He stared at her. “T-This wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t go out and kill them!”

“I’ve been slaughtering those patrols long before I came to the college!” she spat and before she could continue, Tolfdir spoke.

“Alright, that’s enough! All of you! What’s done is done and there will be no more deaths caused intentionally by student hands! Now all of you have work to do, if I recall? I expect you to all have wards mastered by tomorrow! So go off and do as students do, not stand here bickering!” he commanded and they turned to him. He was shockingly good at lecturing them despite the fact that he forgot where he put his shoes sometimes.

They began to exit but before she could go, Faralda pulled her aside. “Your mage came looking for you.”

Her heart skipped a beat. “Nelacar?”

She pursed her lips. “Look, I don’t know whether we can go out or not still but he did pay me to allow you to escape for tonight. I will be away from the gate at midnight and if you tell anyone I will deny it.” She found herself smiling brightly at the sorceress which made her roll her eyes. “Go! Do your homework!”

She left with a smile on her face. At least one positive thing was going to happen to her that day.

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She ended up giving her old room to Ancarion. The Thalmor mage looked around the room while she watched, his books being placed on the dresser and he turned to her.

“There’s… no privacy?” he asked and she found herself frowning before she realized what he meant. All the doors to the rooms were open and despite it being awkward at times, that was the way it was. She decided to point it out to him a different way.

“We don’t encourage secrets here,” she said. “Not since a previous professor killed a student.”

“I see,” he said quietly. “Thank you. But I need to ask something.”

“Yes?” she said as prepared for what on earth he had to inquire about.

“That Orc that runs the library,” he pressed his hands together. “He told me he would rip my head off if I ruin any of his books. Was he… serious?”

She found herself sighing. “Urag is very protective of his books. He tells that to everyone. All of our lives are lesser than the books he watches over.”

“I see,” he commented. “And behind him in that glass case. Was that an Elder Scroll?”

She found herself becoming wary at his words but he didn’t pick up on it. “Yes… our student Alla gave it to us after she was done with it.”

“The dragonborn?”

“Yes,” she was starting to tire of his questions. He merely nodded and turned to look down at the bed given to him. “Thank you, Arch-Mage. I shall see you in the morning.”

She nodded and left slowly, her worry transferring now to the library. She went to find Tolfdir, meeting him in the courtyard and she brought him to her quarters to speak of it, staring at the cup Elenwen had used in brief annoyance. “Ancarion was asking about the Elder Scroll.”

Tolfdir frowned. “Already? That is worrisome.”

“I know Urag already stays in the library around the clock but can we safeguard the scroll somehow? Put a spell on it?” she asked and the old wizard had to think, sitting down as he did.

“I would have to ask Serguis if he knows any type of odd enchantments to give to things like boxes.”

“Can you?” she asked and he nodded making her relax for the first time all day. He stared at her for a while and she looked to him. “What?”

“Mirabelle, Colette informed me you were pregnant,” he said quietly and she tensed. Damn that woman! This was why the other professors didn’t talk to her! “I need to ask…”

“It’s Ancano’s,” she said bluntly. He went quiet and she found herself crossing her arms and sighing, her weariness making her bones ache. “It was a purely sexual relationship, Tolfdir. And I can assure you, I never meant to get pregnant or want to.”

He nodded, still silent. It was starting to irritate her. “Tolfdir?”

He seemed to snap out of his thoughts finally and he looked to her. “No, no, I’m not judging you, Mirabelle. Of course not. I just worry about the Thalmor if they found out.”

“What would that matter?” she asked and he frowned.

“I don’t know what they would do if they heard the Arch-Mage was pregnant with a dead Agent’s child,” he said and she pursed her lips. Yes, that was a thought that had crossed her mind before. She didn’t like it though. “We should possibly try and keep this as quiet as possible.”

“You think?” she asked, annoyed. “Tell that to Colette! It’s bad enough that she knows. I don’t want this getting out at all!”

“I’ll talk to her,” he reassured her. “But Mirabelle, I have to know. What are you going to do?”

She bit her lip.

“I don’t know,” she admitted. “I really don’t know.”

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Lol, would have expected Alla to be happy to meet Estormo... on the other hand, I wonder if she won't pay Ancarion a visit now. ;)

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She does hit up Estormo... In the other timeline. Since I headcanon he's Ancano's brother she gets revenge on him... B-But thats another story. And Ancarion does play a role in this...

Knew eeet. Hothothothothot. c8

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I love how your dragonborns are never perfect, and how you wrote my secret otp (Ancano/Mirabelle). Mirabelle is amazing. And I want to punch Alla, but I guess that's the point.

Yo, A!A! Are you going to finish this? Or is it abandoned like your others?

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