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Getting to Serpentstone Island was more trouble than killing the Ice Wraiths. A few fire bolts reduced them to piles of icy ash at my feet, easy to pick through for the teeth. Already I was starting to regret my proposal of marriage, but there was no going back now, I might as well have pledged by soul to a Daedra. As long as we could negotiate on the way to Riften and not end up with a relationship all in the favor of the Jarl. His comment on my way out the door still slightly stung, but I refused to be a whore for him, he'd be lucky to even touch me without the memories resurfacing. It still hurt to think about it, and every time the memories came back I could smell them, the unique smell of the tower, the dead horse by the road, and that stupid dog. I brushed the dark swelling within me to the side and got on with my task, hurrying back to the city to show them the reapings of battle.
The ride back was swifter than the ride to the island, the horse I had "borrowed" from the stables was much calmer now. If I hadn't left Shadowmere with the Brotherhood this ride could have been completed faster and more legally, but I thought he was put to better use there than with me. As I came upon the city I leapt off the horse and lead it back to the stable as inconspicuously as possible. A guard walked by just as I was putting the horse in, but he didn't seem to notice me as I crept farther into the building hiding beside the horse. My heart was speeding as I crept forward to make sure no more guards were in sight, it would ruin everything to be caught stealing a horse from the man I was about to marry.
Galmar was laughing as he walked up to sit across from me at the tables lining the main hall. "You won't believe this!" he was nearly howling in laughter.
"What?" I snarled at him, I wasn't in the mood for his sense of humor, it had been at least three hours since the Dragonborn had left and I was beginning to worry the Ice Wraiths had mauled her to bits and I would have to find another instrument in my war.
"A guard just reported seeing your girlfriend returning a horse she stole from the stables on the way out. " Galmar was enjoying this much too much.
I looked up at him in amazement, "Are you sure it was her?"
"Of course I'm sure it was her, the guards have been instructed to watch her every movement within the city! I told them to report back before attempting any arrests should the need arise." He looked extremely pleased with himself and it almost made me seriously consider throwing a plate of food at him.
She entered the palace before I could reply, her hair was pulled into a tight braid that still reached well to the middle of her back, snowflakes glittered in her silver hair, making her appear a wood elf princess, ignoring her skin tight black and red armor that is, if she would have been in a dress in the middle of the Valenwood forests you would have suspected she was royalty.
On her way over to us she began loosening a small black pouch from her side, and held it for me, dropping it in my palm. I pulled at the opening to loosen the draw strings and marveled at the Ice Wraith teeth that fell from the bag and onto the table. She smiled slightly at me before Galmar was on his feet directing her to the war room. I watched her saunter off with him; she would make a valuable ally in this war. I reluctantly rose from the tables and walked into the room where he was beginning to have her recite the oath. Watching her swear fealty to me aroused a need to have her submit to me in bed as well, my cock stirred slightly at the thought, but I pushed it away, there were more important matters to attend to at the moment, and in a day or two she would rightfully be mine, I only had to wait.
As the last words of the oath passed my lips I saw the Jarl watching me through icy eyes, it was hard to tell what he was thinking, but it was evident in his expression that he was pleased with my decision to join the Stormcloaks. Galmar began handing me pieces of armor, so I could "look the part," and then receded to the main hall to finish eating I presumed.
"Where are you staying tonight?" Ulfric asked when we were alone.
"It's not near enough to night yet, and I have many things to do before the sun goes down, I have to be going," I tried explaining while I walked towards the exit trying to act like the situation wasn't making me paranoid.
Swifter than I thought such a large nord could be, he got to the exit first, blocking my path to freedom. "You know, if you're going to be my wife there's a lot we need to discuss." He began.
"I thought we were going to negotiate on the way to Riften?" I was confused.
"I figured while you were here we would discuss it in private rather than on the way there with Galmar and the other soldiers listening in." He shrugged his shoulders. "Why don't we go up to my quarters so nobody can eavesdrop?"
I looked behind him to see Galmar peering in at us from the table, "Fine, which way?"
The Jarl directed me to the door leading from the war room. I opened it and continued up the hallway to the last room. It was a large with a bed on a raised dais directly in the center, banners flew behind it. There were bookshelves and a desk as well, but the bed caught your eye no matter where you looked. He strode in past me, taking a seat at the desk and looking back at me, waiting for me to make a move.
"As much as I like marveling my bed as well, I believe we have some business to attend to," He started off the negotiation. He motioned for me to sit on the bed as my paranoia found new heights to soar to.
Watching her fascination with the bed it was all I could do not to throw her on top of it and have my way with her, but first there was much to settle, and maybe afterwards we could enjoy the bliss of sex.
"Would you like me to write down the agreements, or do you trust we will both remember them?" I smirked in her direction.
She seemed lost in thought for a moment before turning her gaze to mine "I would much rather they be written down," she finally stated.
"Well what would you like to start with?" I asked.
"I want you to know I still have many things to accomplish after we marry, I will be gone for many days or possibly weeks at a time without returning. Sometimes I will have companions accompany me and you have no say whatsoever in whom I choose. When we are crowned I want to aid in decisions, I will not idly sit by and watch you rule by yourself."
"Simple enough, and I have conditions as well. You will produce at least one heir, you will sleep with me upon your return, you will stay for at least two days before leaving again, you will submit to me in bed, after you are done saving the world you will keep yourself out of danger, you will become well known and appear likable to the people of Skyrim, you will start wearing dresses while in my presence, and you will stop stealing, especially horses." As I started to go over the list her face began to pale and by the end there seemed no color left in her already white skin. "Are you alright?" I began to ask as she fainted backwards onto the bed.
I scrambled out of my chair at the desk and jumped up the steps leading to the bed, I must have overwhelmed her too much. Rather getting a servant to help me I lifted her slight figure and set her on the bed properly. I first removed her cloak, her boots, and then fiddled with the clasps and belts of her suit, and after some time finally figured it out, stripping her of the material and laying it with the rest of her things. I took off her smalls as well, so all of her clothes could be cleaned and if necessary polished for her when she awoke. Since it was rather indecent to let her as she was I took one of my simpler shirts and tugged it over her head, laying her back onto the bed and covering her with the furs.
I took all of her things out of the room and found a servant to clean them up before the morning. I quickly retreated back to my room before anyone could question me and stripped, lying next to her in the bed. I could faintly smell her beside me, forest and sweet nectar, it made me wonder what she would taste like as I drifted into a deep sleep.