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Fill: Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match 7c/?
Date: 2013-08-25 02:29 pm (UTC)"I didn't hear you, Njada," came Rozenn's reply.
"Sorry, what are we doing here, Harbinger?"
"Harbinger Stone-Fist. We are here, Njada, because we have to collect our bounties from the Hold of Eastmarch. And you will keep a civil tongue in your head while we do so."
Galmar peered out of the War Room, where he and Ysarald had been discussing plans for dealing with the removal of the Haafingar Imperial Legion camp. Rozenn, clad in studded armour and leather boots and bracers, a quiver of steel arrows slung over one shoulder, and another female clad in matched hide armour and accessories approached the throne.
Galmar abandoned Ysarald to his tactics, and approached the women. Rozenn lit up when she saw him, and jumped into his arms for a kiss that put other kisses to shame, while Jorlief tried not to stare and sorted through the bounty letters Rozenn had shoved into his hand.
Njada Stonearm made a disgusted noise at the sight of the runty little Breton Harbinger (who she only obeyed out of duty to Aela, Skjor and the Twins) assaulted the fine Nord specimen in Stormcloak Bear armour. She rolled her eyes and started wandering around the Throne room. There was another big bear of a man standing near the Throne, clad in heavy furs and dark attire. Not a Jarl, then, as all the Jarls of Skyrim wore bright, expensive noble's robes.
"Only the courageous or foolish approach the Throne without leave," the man turned and spoke with a deep, delicious voice that made her tingle.
"Well, nobody has ever called me a fool," she purred throatily. He must be Housecarl to Jarl Ulfric, she thought. "And nobody has ever managed to intimidate me, either."
"Is that so?" the tall, shaggy Nord asked, arching a brow. He behaved exactly like Balgruuf's Housecarl - it must be a job requirement to be toplofty and growly.
Behind her she heard the Harbinger call her name. And a second time.
"Njada Stonearm, if I have to I will freeze you solid and shove you out on your arse!" Rozenn bellowed. "You will step away and show proper deference to your High King! Ulfric, my Jarl, I am so sorry!"
"You're Ulfric Stormcloak?" Njada asked incredulously.
Ulfric, for it was indeed he, inclined his head regally.
"But... You act like a - you dress like a- a- Housecarl- mmmf!"
Njada was prevented from finishing her thought when Rozenn clapped a hand over her mouth, and forcefully dragged her away from the Throne.
"Ulfric, I am so, so, sorry. I just - all I wanted was five minutes with my husband. Jorlief, give my bounty money to Galmar, will you? I'll get it another day. This one needs a lesson in manners," Rozenn ground out from between clenched teeth, walking backwards, with a hand on Njada's mouth, keeping her bent painfully backwards as she did so.
They reached the great doors, and Rozenn released the younger Nord, spinning her around and wagging a finger in her face. "You, young lady need discipline. You must learn to keep your peace, and speak politely or not at all. As punishment for this disrespectful attitude, I am taking your half of the bounties we gathered and donating it to Honorhall Orphanage. Is that clear, young lady?"
The two warrior women left the Palace. Galmar stepped over to where Ulfric stood, staring after the pair.
"Will you recover from being mistaken for a Housecarl?" Galmar teased.
"I'll live. That young woman. She had a fire in her," Ulfric said slowly.
"She had an attitude, is what she had," Galmar snorted. "I've heard stories about that one, Ulfric. Too wild to be High Queen, trust me."
"Maybe so. But she was refreshingly different."
"I'll tell Rozenn that one was almost a success."
"You mean she brought that girl here on purpose? Knowing about her... attitude?" Ulfric asked, surprised.
"Unlikely. She'll make a great mother someday, though, don't you think?" Galmar asked.
"Njada?" Ulfric asked incredulously.
"No, idiot, my wife. I was talking about Rozenn," Galmar rolled his eyes.
"She'll be a great disciplinarian," Ulfric commented innocently.
"She already is," Galmar grinned wickedly.
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Re: Fill: Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match 7c/?
Date: 2013-08-26 11:10 am (UTC)Re: Fill: Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match 7c/?
Date: 2013-08-26 06:28 pm (UTC)I notice you say you *almost* want to end it! I do have an ending planned for this, but I just keep getting crack!bunnies and I have to indulge them ;)
I wonder will you guess who it is...
Re: Fill: Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match 7c/?
Date: 2013-08-26 07:07 pm (UTC)Guess? I'm beginning to wonder if Skyrim has any available women left lol If Njada is to wild then Aela's probably worse. There's Carlotta, a kind woman, but Mila is her first priority so unless Rozenn can confince her and Ulfric can show how good he'd be for both of them..
hmm who else do we have? Can't see Ulfric accepting a mage so probably won't accept someone from the collage... hmmm maybe a thief lol at the very least OP would get a good laugh out of Rozenn trying to set Vex or Sapphire up with Ulfric :P *giggles*
Maybe Lydia? From housecarl to queen now there's a promotion!
Camilla? Uthgerd? Mjoll? Lynly (the barmaid from Ivarstead)?
I give up I have no clue who would be good for Ulfric :P
Re: Fill: Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match 7c/?
Date: 2013-08-26 10:44 pm (UTC)I actually think Carlotta is a good suggestion, as *my* Ulfric (at least after the Unexpected storyline) quite likes the idea of fatherhood, but I think *she* would doubt his ability to parent, and so there could be sparks flying that way. But I don't know if he'd be more attracted to the idea of automatically gaining a daughter by marrying the mother than actually attracted to Carlotta herself... That has the makings of another angsty chapter or two, and I think one is enough for a fic this size :)
I have someone in mind for Ulfric (and, no, nobody's mentioned it in any of the other comments that I can recall) but this is turning into the good ship HMS Failboat and it's so much fun writing failure after failure...
Re: Fill: Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match 7c/?
Date: 2013-10-01 12:46 am (UTC)