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The Dibellians Daughter 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

She is doing it again! Silence followed that announcement as the nords gathered in the war room gaped at the sight before them. Wuunferth the Unliving that most noble of elders was wrapped in a towel, his bony knees peeping out.

The reactions from those present were as varied as the men themselves. Ulfric Stormcloak raised one blond eyebrow. Yrsarald Thrice-Pierced suddenly found the weapons decorating the walls fascinating. Galmar Stone-Fist bore a look of quiet resignation. Gilse was
up to her pranks again!

“Let me guess you scolded Gilse for forgetting to wear her clothes and yours are missing?” Suggested Galmar. He didn’t dare look at Ulfric who would be smirking. The Jarl was awfully indulgent of his little dunmer bride-to-be.

The elder snorted “Look I only told the foolish girl she would catch her death of cold” he said defensively. Wuunferth strangely distinguished even dressed in a towel waited until Ulfric acknowledged him before speaking. “This has gone on long enough; control your woman! Paddle her bottom if she won’t listen” he suggested. As court mage he was one of very few men allowed to speak to the Jarl in that tone. Still he didn’t get the satisfaction he was seeking.

Ulfric carefully folded the massive he was holding before answering.“Wuunferth old friend just ignore her. You
will only encourage her if you keep this up.” He had hoped the arrival of her mother and several Dibellian priestess would calm her down.

No such luck! She had gotten worse. Still Ulfric had no intention of curtailing the fun Gilse was having with this. In spite of his past hurtful behavior towards her, she had forgiven him and agreed to be his. Besides if he were honest with himself, he found it all entertaining.


Galmar let out a long suffering sigh. Although he was fond of the little trickster, even he was not immune to her teasing. Once he had tactfully suggested she wear clothes, only to find his favorite uniform missing for weeks.

The loyal Jarls and nobles were descending on Windhelm for the wedding. He supposed he would have to speak with the bratty elf. He had more influence on her than Ulfric himself. Someone would have to impress upon her how this behavior could embarrass the Jarl and herself.

Upstairs in the Palace of the Kings, the cause of all the ruckus was relaxing, warming gray toes near the fireplace. She winked at her mother who was sitting across from her. Things were coming together quite nicely.