Diplomatic Immunity by WaddlesThePenguin

Author's Note: Hi fic readers! I hoped you liked the previous chapter by Adz 99. I tried to review it but it didn't work for some weird reason so I'll just review here: Really funny, I love how Gwen got absorbed in the wedding. I'm glad I'm working with you and the other two authors.

Ok, this quest is one of the main storyline quests. You go disguised as a guest at a Thalmor party, infiltrate the ambassador's study and gather information on the dragons. You also discover that an old member of the Blades, Esbern, is hiding out in Riften. Hope that covered enough ground for you, enjoy!

Gwen entered the Sleeping Giant Inn in Riverwood and entered what she knew was Delphine's room, closing the door. Lydia and Brambles stood back while Gwen opened the false back panel in Delphine's wardrobe.
"I like using this back panel as an entrance to a secret base." She babbled. "It makes me feel like a secret agent for a mystery organisation working for the greater good of Tamriel."
"But Thane, you are a secret agent for a mystery organisation working for the greater good of Tamriel." Lydia pointed out.
"SHHHHH! It's a secreeeeet!" Gwen whispered. They walked down the stairs into a small room containing assorted weaponry and alchemy components. At the far end of the table in the middle stood Delphine, dressed in her usual leather armour. A katana-like sword hung at her waist and a determined expression governed her face. Her arms were crossed.
"You're late." She grumbled.
"Sorry, we had to rescue a kitten from a cushion. Pretty rude kitten though, it scratched me!" She held up her arm but the skin was unblemished.
"Where?"
"On my face! I healed it though." Delphine shook her head in disbelief, a habit that many who spent time with Gwen had acquired.
"Okay, I suppose you're wondering why I called you here." The Breton began
"I was actually wondering why glass weapons don't smash, but go on." Gwen replied. Delphine sighed and carried on.
"I think the Thalmor might have some information about the dragons returning. The ambassador, Elenwen, is holding a party at the Embassy. This is a perfect opportunity to find evidence. I'll arrange for you and Lydia to be invited. I'll also get an accomplice of mine to smuggle some things in. His name is Malborn, a Wood Elf. He'll be at the Winking Skeever in Solitude, meet him and give him everything you'll need in the Embassy. Then meet up with me at Katla's Farm. I'll hold onto everything else. Got it?"
"Yup! Oh, this is sooooo exciting! I'll wear my white dress! Or my purple one! Or my green one! Lyd! You can borrow one of mine!" Gwen chirped.
"Yippee." Lydia said sarcastically.
"One more thing." Delphine said.
"Sure!" Gwen replied.
"I'll have to watch Brambles."
"What?"
"It's the only way, the Thalmor won't let you bring animals."
"Pleasey weasey?"
"No." Gwen's lip started to quiver and she began whimpering. Then she burst into a loud fit of tears, nearly choking Brambles in a 'hug'.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! BUT BWAMBUWS! I WUV WOO!" Upstairs Lydia was explaining to everyone that Gwen had discovered that her mother, who she had nicknamed Brambles, was very ill in a desperate bid to keep the secret room hidden.
"It's Ok, Gwen." Delphine said, almost desperately. "Brambles is gonna have lots of fun with the kids in Riverwood and when you get back he'll be all cute and dirty and fuzzy and happy to see you. I promise. Gwen sniffed, nodded and hugged Brambles.
"Bye, Brambles. Have fun with the kids and don't chew on their feet. Love you!" Brambles barked cheerfully in reply and went to sit patiently outside the inn and wait for the kids. Meanwhile, Gwen and Lydia got their dresses and set out for Solitude.

"Hi! You must be Malborn! I'm Gwen and this is Lydia! We normally have a dog called Brambles with us but he can't come to the party. Doesn't Lydia's face look like a sweetroll? Aren't these dresses pretty? The white one's mine and so is the purple but Lydia's borrowing it. By the way, Delphine sent us. Do you think she's grumpy?" Gwen said quickly to the Bosmer man in the inn. He just chuckled and greeted them in turn. Then his face turned serious.
"Alright, here's the plan: you two give me whatever you'll need in the Embassy and I'll get it in for you. Deal?" They agreed and handed him their armour, weapons, magical staves, lockpicks and some various potions and poisons. They then put on their dresses and enchanted jewellery (which they could take as it was allowed) and went to meet Delphine.

"Are you sure you gave Malborn everything you needed?" Delphine asked Gwen.
"Yuh-huh! Now, here's everything we don't need but insist on carrying around because we're stupid!" Gwen replied, handing her a sack of items. The two got on the carriage ordered for them and set off for the Embassy.

"Welcome to the Thalmor Embassy!" A miserable-faced High Elf in Thalmor robes said to Lydia and Gwen. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Elenwen. And you are?"
"Gwen and Lydia. Nice to meet you! Oh! Malborn! Fancy seeing you here!"
"Oh! You know Malborn? Anyways, enjoy the party." And with that, she walked off. Gwen decided to meet everyone there and started with a Redguard who was staring into his cup, four more were messily arranged beside him - he was already drunk. Gwen started shaking his hand vigorously.
"Hi, I'm Gwen! Nice to meet you! I love parties, don't you?-" Gwen continued asking him questions incessantly without giving time for him to reply and all the while still shaking his hand.
"Stop! I'm gonna-" He protested, but Gwen didn't hear and carried on.
"-Anyway, it was nice to meet you! Bye!" She breezed off and Lydia reluctantly followed. Elenwen walked past the Redguard and he threw up on her shoes due to Gwen shaking his arm too much and making his body wobble. Guards approached him, swords drawn, and Lydia took the chance to drag Gwen to where Malborn was waiting for them to cause a distraction. They slipped through a door behind the bar and into the kitchen, where Malborn blackmailed the chef into keeping their trespassing a secret. He led them to a room and told them that their gear was in the chest within the room.
"I'll lock the door behind you. Go!" He told them. They did as he instructed and went through the door. Gwen pouted and Lydia sighed.
"What?"
"I never got to try the cake."
"I'll buy you a cake when we get back to Riverwood."
"Alright. Now, let's kill everyone who stands between us and the evidence that may or may not exist!" They started down the corridor.

"Please, don't torture me any more." A man trapped by shackles said weakly to Gwen. They had found him in a cage in the torture chamber. "I've already told you everything I know about this Esbern fellow. He's hiding out in Riften. Now please... let me go."
"Ok!" Gwen chirped. "By the way, I'm not a Thalmor." She opened his shackles and they made for a trapdoor which was locked by a key. Then, a Thalmor soldier's voice boomed throughout the torture room.
"Your ruse is up, spy. We have Malborn already captured. Submit or face the wrath of our fu-" An arrow in his neck silenced him as well as the other guard. Malborn picked a key of the guard and ran up to them.
"Thanks. This trapdoor leads out, but there could be anything in between us and the exit." The four entered the trapdoor and came upon a frost troll which Gwen silenced with incinerate. She inspected where the troll had been and found a mage's corpse along with a small pink gem in a golden case.
"Oooooooh, shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiny!" Squealed Gwen. She picked it up and they left the cave.

Outside, they parted with the torture victim and Malborn and headed for Riverwood.

"Esbern? He's alive? I thought the Thalmor got him years ago! And hiding out in Riften, clever! I need you to find him. Talk to Brynjolf, he's well-connected." Delphine told Gwen. Gwen nodded and once again kissed Brambles' head.
"Ok! Just one thing..." Gwen said.
"Yes?"
"When's the next party?"

Lydia screamed in frustration.

Author's Note: Teehee. Hope it was funny! Bye!