What They Hated Most

by cscottm130

In the land of Strife, one of noble birth was born, and forgotten. Found, and raised by the faction that her parents and siblings hated most. She comes into her own, and sets off on a journey that will effect the world. Rated T due to mildly inappropriate themes and circumstances. This is my first Fic, Tear me to shreds if you want, just give valid advice.

1. Chapter 1

Prolouge

180th Year of the 4th Era.

It was an ice-cold day, as the Great Bear and his wife, along with a small contingent of guards left Windhelm. They were heading to Saarthal, and his wife had in her possession a small bundle of furs. Within the furs was a child. Barely a week old, this was the first time the child had ever left the palace. The reason for their trip was ominous; they were to leave the child in the ruins as she could contest the throne for their son, Ulfric, who was a grown man by this point.

The Great Bear's existence was unknown to nearly all. Everyone believed that he had fallen in the Great War. That was not the case, his unit was overrun by the Thalmor, but he escaped. By the time he had returned back to friendly lines, the war was over. He met up with a small unit of Nords heading back home to Skyrim. He returned home to find his people believing he was dead, and his son Jarl. He accepted this fact, but his son refused to let him go to live in the wilds, and required him to stay in the palace with his wife.

The decision to abandon the child was not his to make. It belonged to Ulfric, and he chose to abandon the child for the sole fact that it shared his father's Piercing Ice Blue eyes. So jealous was Ulfric, that he ordered his guards to dispatch the child after his father and mother left. He also left them an optional order to kill all three members of the party. The guards, being the Nords that they were, chose the latter option. Upon reaching the ruins, the guards forced the Great Bear and his wife to place the child just within the entrance. Upon their exits, the guards cut the throats of the Great Bear and his wife. They sent the court mage, Wuunferth, into the ruins to kill the child, as none of them could find it in their honor to kill an innocent child. They expected Wuunferth, considering he was a mage; that which all Nords hated, to display no mercy and kill the child without care.

Upon his entrance, Wuunferth closed the door behind him. He picked up the child, and looked into her Ice Blue eyes, a trait that only the Stormcloak line passed on. The child was silent, and stared at him with extreme curiosity. In a rare action of mercy Wuunferth cast a ward around the child as he let loose his flame spell, leaving the child alive, but making it seem to the guards as if he had killed her. As he left the ruin, he cast a muffle spell on her to prevent the guards from hearing or detecting her still lingering presence. Upon exiting, he ordered the guards to start heading back to Windhelm while he removed the bodies of the Great Bear and his wife.

After incinerating their bodies and placing the ashes in an urn, he set off to follow the guards on their trek back to Windhelm, using his skills in magic, he rapidly caught up to them, and cast a speed spell over the whole group. They returned to Windhelm just as the sun began to set, the whole trip taking less then ten hours. Upon entrance to the palace, Jorlief, Ulfric's steward directed Wuunferth to go speak to the Jarl.

Wuunferth pushed open the door to the war room, to find Ulfric and Galmar, in a heated debate as usual.

"Galmar, we simply do not have the resources to support an all out war with the empire; which is exactly what this plan of yours will bring upon us!"

"Bah! Ulfric, the people support you, and they support Talos, we would be fine…"

"No, not at this moment, the empire would walk in and destroy us in one clean blow, and that's assuming we could even get out of Solitude in one piece. We are done discussing this for the time being."

"Fine!" Galmar shouted as he walked out in a huff.

Ulfric, only now noticing Wuunferth's appearance asked; "Is it done old friend? "

"Yes my Jarl, it is done. I believe you asked for these? " Wuunferth placed the urn of ashes on the planning table, and Ulfric's eyes grew wide in recognition of what had occurred today.

"Yes… Yes I did, I trust everything went well? "

"Yes, my Jarl, everything went accordingly."

" Good, it brings me pain that such a deed had to be enacted, but such is the way of politics. You are never to speak of this again, understood? "

"Understood."

With that, Wuunferth left the war room, and crossed the hall to go to his chambers. Upon entering, he removed his robes to change into something more comfortable to sleep in. He climbed into bed, and let Aetherius take him.