Staring. Thats all elena was good for these days. She was lonely most of all.
A solitary tear slid down her cheek, and joined the others in her lap. They were gone They were all gone either, dead or revolted by the glowing red eyes that lit up the blood red war paint bedeckoning her face.
Their names flitted through her mind along with the reason they were not there to make windstad manor seem less ghostly.
Lydia - killed by Alduin
Iona - Slipped of the steps of high hrothgar
Valdimar- Arrow to the chest in a bandit cave
Teldryn sero-murdered by the husband of his latest lover.
Many names circled in her head. Faces to clouded by tears to show up on the cracked floor boards of her bedroom. One name stuck. One face branded into her mind.
Revyn Sadri
Her spouse, lover best friend & husband. All these names didn't change the hurt the agony or the look on his face when he plunged the dagger into my side. Or the look of betrayal when the necromancers magic faded from his eyes and his last breath left his body.
Elena's fingers ghosted the scar adorning her bare side. Her feet swayed in the never fading stain of her lovers blood. Finally she breathed an unnecessary sigh and pushed up onto her feet. Her eyes swiveled round the room. All this wealth and nothing to share it with. Then her vision when black. She couldn't control these flash backs. they just sort of happened. It could be at the worst time like while in combat or when cooking.
This time Elena hissed when she realized where she was. She was standing in the middle of Sadri's used wares. Informing a glowing dunmer of the safe return of Viola Giordanos stolen ring. "Now miss I do believe that some form of reward in in order hmm?" sadri said grinning wickedly. Elena's eyes roamed across the dark elves body. He was easy on the eyes and seemed hospitable enough so she allowed it to go farther and the grinning dark elf led her through to the small living area, locking the door in the process
Turning to face her the mer gripped Elena's shoulders and pulled her closer for a passionate kiss gently running his tongue along her bottom lip.
Throwing caution to the wind she opened her mouth to allow him entry. His slender grey finders dipping lower and lower to caress her core and ...
"Mama!" Elena jumped awake, her eyes slowly focusing on the blond form of Runa her eldest daughter."Your back! I missed you mama, but I miss pa. When will he be home?" During the course of this sentence Runa had flung herself at her mother. Blue eyes twinkling she stared into the vampires red ones expectantly, not prepared to see them well up with tears. "Pa is coming home? Isn't he?"
She was torn tell her the truth and possibly wreck her childhood or lie and hope she figured it out herself?