I've decided to do a sequel to Return Of The Dragonborn.
Set five years after the defeat of Alduin...
Also, as of next week I'll be updating two times a week: Tuesday & Friday. You'll get two chapters today, one on Friday & the routine will kick in.
Enjoy!
He sits upon his chair, at his desk in his magnificent ship. He sighs: It has been a long week.
He was originally scheduled to attend his cousin's wedding, but a plot was discovered to kill him, so he didn't attend. Or at least, he was advised not to attend.
Only a few hours after the wedding, she had been killed. A courier had come with the unfortunate news. She had supposedly been crushed by one of the stone figureheads that lined the castle.
Then he was supposed to attend a dinner party, but due to the recent events, an impersonator was sent in.
He was poisoned by the food prepared by the so-called 'Gourmet'. Guards say that they killed the Gourmet, but he was concerned about the fact that someone was trying to kill him.
Rising from his chair, he retires to his chambers, hoping that he would be in Cyrodiil in a few days. He prefered the warm air of the Imperial City to the harsh, cold climate of Skyrim.
As he entered his chambers, he heard the sound of the door to his room opening. At first, he though it was one of the servants.
But, as he turned around, he soon realised that this wasn't one of his servants.
Or his guards.
Or even a member of the crew.
The figure was clad in some sort of armour that looked foriegn. Silver, with scratches along the sides. He was wearing a helmet, that was adorned with several plates of what appeared to be steel, giving it an almost ornate appearance. However, he had his sword drawn...
Which was dripping with blood.
'The Dark Brotherhood?' He questioned.
The figure approached him. 'Not the Dark Brotherhood,' The figure said. He grabbed the man by his collar, lifting him off the ground. 'Something worse,' The figure growled.
The figure watched as a horrified look took over the man's face. He tried to scream, but he didn't have the chance as the sword was run through his chest.
So, I figured the best way to open the story would be with a major plot point. Because in this story: The Dark Brotherhood didn't kill the emperor... Read & review. Chosen out.