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From: (Anonymous)
“Your point has been made, dragonborn.” Ulfric extended a hand towards her.

Jaenna squinted at him. She didn’t want to be petty, so she accepted his help up.

“I will make you a deal, O Honourable One,” the Jarl continued. “If you swear not to leave the Palace of the Kings, I will leave you free to wander within its walls. Maybe you will see enough to convince you that you have chosen the wrong side in this war.”

Jaenna arched an eyebrow. “All I’m like to see is your battle plans, which means you’ll never allow me to leave here.”

Ulfric’s lips quirked. It was subtle, but she caught it. He said, “Promise you will not leave the Palace of the Kings. And assure me your promise not to harm anyone within will continue.”

“And if I won’t?”

“You can go back inside,” Ulfric nodded back towards the cell. “And satisfy yourself with gruel and nothing else.”

The man had her there. Jaenna felt light-headed at the reminder of her hunger, but she forced her discomfort back down. “Will I have access to your kitchens?” she asked. Her stomach rumbled at the thought.

“Once I have your promise,” Ulfric said.

Jaenna made a show of considering it. “And… a guest bedroom?” she wheedled.

“There are some available. You may choose one to your liking.”

“Is there anywhere… off-limits ?” Jaenna grinned.

The Jarl narrowed his eyes. “If you ever want to leave here alive,” he said, “you might choose to avoid examining my battle plans in great detail.”

Which of course meant it hadn’t even crossed the Jarl’s mind that she would snoop around his personal quarters if given half a chance. Would it really be thieving if she ‘borrowed’ a few things from the man keeping her prisoner?

Jaenna restrained a giddy laugh. She pretended to give her cell a wistful look. “Well, I suppose I must accept. I, Jaenna, swear I will not attempt to leave the Palace of the Kings… unless I see the doors unguarded or you are dead.”

Ulfric Stormcloak didn’t seem to like that much, but he nodded his acceptance. “Fair enough. And?”

“And I again promise I will not harm anyone within the walls of the Palace of the Kings,” she said. She tapped her index finger against her lips. “Well, not physically.”

Ulfric turned on his heel and marched away, beckoning the others to accompany him. To the soldier, he said, “I want four warriors guarding the entrance at all times.” To his servant, he added, “Hrothar, attend me.”

“So just like that?” Jaenna called after him, annoyed.

“I will let the soldiers know you are free to explore the palace,” he said over his shoulder. “For now, I have work to do.”

With the three men gone, Jaenna breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against the back wall and sank down. Her muscles trembled at even that small exertion. She was so hungry, still so thirsty.

She would rest a bit, and then venture out of this icy place.

***

I will see about posting part 2 in the next couple days! Let me know what you think so far. :)
From: (Anonymous)
OP again. I'm loving this so far! I really like this Dragonborn and I like that the story is going to be a slow-build. Keep going! :)
From: (Anonymous)
This is intriguing, Jaenna's one of a kind, and I'm following eagerly!

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