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Chapter 1: Prologue
Serana and her mother had been riding their horses for a while. She was starting to feel pain in her thighs but she doesn't want to break the silence between them. Her mother has not uttered a single word after she pulled her from tending in the garden with the words ''We need to go.''
''Serana, we are almost there.'' she said suddenly as if sensing her discomfort.
''Where are we going mother?'' she asked nonchalantly, trying to hide her uncertainty.
''We are going to stop your father's plans.'' she replied simply. ''This will make you safe from what he's going to do.''
''Did you discover something in the Elder Scroll?'' she inquired excitedly, the Elder Scroll have interested her greatly, but her mother wouldn't let her examine it.
''Yes.'' she slowed down and Serana followed suit. ''I will tell you everything when we get there.''
They followed the trail up to the mountain as the snow poured relentlessly. Typical Skyrim weather. She followed her mother into a path hidden by bushes and headed to the side of the mountain. They stopped in front of a crevice she had not seen until her mother pointed it out.
''What is this place?''
''This is Dimhollow Crypt, a burial catacomb of the Nords.'' she supplied, walking with Serana inside. ''This will be your hiding place.''
Serana followed her mother inside. Normally she would be happy that she and her mother are going to explore a catacomb but her mother's solemn expression says that this was not for fun. Since they can see very well in the dark, they ignored the torches and her mother shut off every light source she can find.
''Why am I going to hide mother?'' she inquired walking beside her mother.
''Just a little bit longer.'' she answered. ''Just have to trust me, like you always do.''
''Of course.'' Who else am I going to trust?
They were steadily progressing through the crypt, with her mother closing every gate and door they pass through. Her cryptic answer was unsettling and the fact that her mother is activating all the traps after closing each entrance makes it worse.
The cave like all Nord burial grounds was full of draugrs and skeletons lying on their beds on the walls as if sleeping. She was extremely uneasy but her mother walked through not muttering a single word. Her mind seems to be occupied with one single purpose: Stopping her father.
She had been like this ever since her father discovered the prophecy, doing everything she can to foil his plans. Her father and mother are always at each others throats and she, as usual, is caught in the middle. She chose her mother since they had always been close. Or at least she thinks they are.
They have reached a circular stone island surrounded by water with what appears to be a stone monolith in the middle and a few braziers which looks like they can be pushed around. She and her mother stopped right in front of the monolith. She opened it with a spell she did not recognize.
''Serana, this is where you will be hiding. Please go inside and here is your father's Elder Scroll.'' she gave her a sad smile. ''I'm giving you a potion that would put you to sleep until someone breaks the seal on this coffin.''
''Will you tell me what's going on?'' she said, hesitantly stepping inside the coffin. Trusting her mother blindly may be a bad idea.
''Your father has discovered a prophecy on the elder scroll. The prophecy states that the sun will no longer have to fear the sun. He needs this scroll to find how to do it. I am going to hide somewhere safe, somewhere your father will never search.'' She gave Serana a kiss on her forehead. ''You will be safe here, my daughter. Just lie down inside and drink this.''
She laid her back and accepted the red potion uncertainly, uncorking the bottle with shaking hands. She drained the liquid quickly and within a few moments she felt her eyes getting heavy. She felt her mothers hand in her forehead.
''Sleep my child, everything will be alright.''