Author's Note: This is the first in a collection of 30 romance/other genre drabbles I've been writing, featuring Ulfric Stormcloak and my Dragonborn, a Half-elf called Leara Rose-blade. I hope you enjoy it!
UNDER STARS
01—Holding Hands
Setting: Windstad Manor, c.4E204
Word Count: 149
He stepped out on to the deck; Leara stood at the far end, gazing transfixed at the thousands of tiny sparks that dotted the winter sky. She didn't speak as he joined her.
After several, rather tranquil, moments, Ulfric spoke. "I need to return to Windhelm in the morning. I apologize, I know that you were expecting to stay the—"
Leara grasped his large pale hand in her smaller golden one. Ulfric instantly quieted when she squeezed his fingers.
"That's okay, Skyrim needs her king," she said softly. She began to slip her hand from his, only for him to catch it and twine their fingers together.
"You could come with me, Lady Rose-blade."
Even with the clear light of the stars and the two moons overhead, Ulfric could only just make out the faint rosy blush that tinged the Dragonborn's cheeks.
"It'd be my pleasure," Leara whispered.