Chapter 4
Then she saw a hand pushing the woman away, who stumbled a few steps back. She looked at the person who intervened, whose back was facing her. Tall, raven long hair, heavy armor mixed with fur. Her eyes widened in realization. It was that Warrior woman from before. Lydia, was it?
- What's going on here? - She heard the Warrior woman say.
- She's a thief! She killed my chicken and was preparing to leave with it!
She saw the Warrior woman looking at her from over her shoulder. She looked away.
- I'm gonna make her pay!
She saw the elf woman launching herself to her direction, dagger proudly aimed, but she was stopped by the raven Warrior, who grabbed her wrist with one hand and with the other took the dagger from her hand.
- You're threatening the Thane of Whiterun. - Her voice had a serious tone.
- Thane? - The elf's eyes widened in disbelief.
The raven woman didn't answer. She saw her simply taking something from her belt and taking the older elf's hand in hers,before placing a brown, cloth purse on her palm.
- I'll give you this for the trouble. And I hope we are done here. - She said to the elf.
- I'm no Thane ! - Velalwyn suddenly yelled.
She saw the confused look of the elf and the Warrior woman looking at her, angry expression on her features.
- Yes you are. - She firmly said.
- No, i'm not! - She yelled again,feeling annoyed. - I'm no Thane and I don't need any of your noble shit.
- The noble shit you are insulting, just saved your ass !
- Is everything alright? - She heard.
A guard was looking at them. Torch in one hand and the other firmly resting on his sword, in case it would be sheathed. Velalwyn turned her gaze from the guard and kept looking at the Warrior woman with rage filling her eyes.
- Everything is fine. - The Warrior said, as she looked at the guard, not caring bout the look it was given to her.
The guard nodded and went on his way. The older woman had taken that chance, to walk away, happy with a bag that Velalwyn believed, being full of gold.
She saw the Warrior looking at her, with an annoyed expression.
- Let's go. - She said to her as she took a few steps forward.
- I'm not going anywhere with you! - Velalwyn spat.
- Yes you are. Because if you don't, the Jarl will have you arrested for insulting him today.
- What? - Velalwyn yelled louder.
- You really think, you can just storm off people's way like that? Not accepting a gift from a Jarl is considered an insult. And insults tend to get people arrested or even killed. - The Warrior smirked.
She looked down to her feet and she bit her lip. She hated nobility. She hated manipulative people. Maybe going to Skyrim wasn't such a good idea after all.
- Take it! - The woman said after a while.
- Huh?!
- The chicken. - She looked down. - After all, I've paid for it and you killed it anyways. It's yours.
Velalwyn looked at the dead animal and then at her hand. She saw the blood from the creature she killed not long ago. It was dry. She took a few steps and took the bird from it's neck in her hands and walked over the woman, who spared a last look at her before walking off in front of her.
- C'mon, as your housecarl, i'll lead you to your home.
Velalwyn cursed between her teeth. She hated it all. She stopped in her tracks, looking at the other who didn't notice her. She took one step back slowly, then another. She was preparing to escape, but as she took another step, she walked over a tree branch that cracked under her feet and the warrior turned around. Her eyes widened as realization of what the elf was trying to do.
- Don't you dare! - She said.
- Why? - Velalwyn dared. - If no one knows where I am, then I won't be arrested.
- I'm your Housecarl, it's my duty now to protect you. The Jarl...
- I don't need it! - Velalwyn yelled. - I never asked for anything !
- I don't care about what you think! I have my duties and I'm taking you right now.
She saw the other walking towards herself. She saw her reaching for her wrist to take her with her, but somehow, the other was launched a few steps away, hitting the solid ground.
"Fus" - She heard herself say.
She clutched her throat, with one hand and coughed a few times. She looked at the woman who grunted from the pain on her back and shook her head. She saw her looking right at her. What had she done? She needed to run. So she ran as fast as she could, taking advantage from the fact the other was still sitting down on the ground.
Soon she heard rushed footsteps behind her. She looked behind and saw the Warrior chasing her with all her might. She needed to be faster, hide somewhere. But there were no trees to jump to. So she stopped and tried to do whatever she had done before. But that didn't work and somehow in a matter of seconds, she was tackled down to the ground with the woman on top of her who roughly turned her around.
- Stupid bitch !
And a punch landed on her face. Velalwyn hissed from the pain. The punch was so hard that she came facing her left side. She turned her face right away, giving the other an hatred look.
"Damn that punch hurt." She cursed in her mind.
- I saved you! - She heard the woman say.
She didn't say a word.
- What the fuck was that?
She remained silent.
- Is that how you pay me back?
- I never asked you to do anything! - She snapped. - I could have escaped.
Her chest rose and fell with each word. She was tired, she just wanted to go away.
- Sure! Like now ?
Velalwyn looked away annoyed. The Warrior brought herself up and looked at her.
- We're going.
- No.
- Look here brat...
And she was grabbed by the collar and yanked from the floor. Face 1 inch apart from the Warrior.
- My life is on the line here too. Don't make me kill you right now!
With that, she was placed on her feet and grabbed by wrist, as the other walked them towards the city.
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The Warrior opened the door.
- This is Breezehome. Your new home. - She said.
Velalwyn looked around. Everything was so neat. She touched the back of the chair on he left corner, as she looked at the firepit. It reminded her of her home. After a long day of hunting, she would bring the food home and have it done by the firepit outside the house with her family,on sunny days. When it rained they always used the fireplace inside their house.
- You can put your prize on the kitchen. - The woman said.
Velalwyn looked at her, over her shoulder, confused. Then she saw the woman moving slightly her head, looking at her hand. She followed her gaze and realized she was talking about the chicken she still carried. It was now covered in dirt from the fall earlier. She walked further in and put it on the table.
- Your room is upstairs. If you need anything, i'll be on the room next to yours.
- You'll be living here ? - Velalwyn turned to look at her.
- Yes. I'm your Housecarl from now on. I'll be always with you from now on.
- Great. - Velalwyn said sarcastically. - I'm living with a fucking bitch.
- Excuse me?
- You're excused. The door is right behind you. You can leave. - Velalwyn smiled cynically.
- I like this the same as you. I would prefer doing more interesting things. But it's my duty.
- Then leave ! Duty this, duty that. Aren't you sure you aren't a puppet?
- Someone like you wouldn't understand.
- Your right. I don't.
- Spoiled brat.
- I hope that tomorrow arrives soon, so that I can get away from this place.
She stormed out, climbing the stairs to the second floor. But stopped as she heard the next words:
- You'll need to stay for a few time.
She turned on her heels, climbing down a few steps and yelled as loudly as she could.
- WHAT?
- Don't need to yell. - The Warrior said over the table,taking a bite from an apple. - The Jarl said that you wouldn't be punished, if you accepted his gifts and if you stayed here for a period of time. Otherwise, you won't be released of your crime.
- Damn you all to hell!
Velalwyn yelled and stormed out to her room, closing the door shut. She let herself slid down the door to bury her face in her knees. She sighed heavily.
- I hate this. - She muttered.
Deep down she knew that without any help, she would have at least died from hunger. Skyrim was a new place. She only knew Riverwood all the way to Whiterun. She didn't know what was out there. It was so different from her homeland. She wasn't supposed to be dragged into this mess. All she ever wanted was to make her own living in Skyrim. Have a normal life, like a normal person. But now she was made Thane, somehow defeated a Dragon and was called Dragon something. Also she was stuck with a bitch, who she attacked somehow with her voice and that was proud to be a puppet. It was all so frustrating.
After another long sigh, she looked at the room that was now hers. And she couldn't stop thinking that the space was somehow comfy. It wasn't very big, but wasn't small either.
She got up and looked at the wall decorations. It had two pentagonal rugs with feathers attached to them and between them was a shield-plaque with a shield and two swords on it. The bed looked comfy and had two small end tables on each side. She touched the green mattress and smiled on how soft it was at the touch. She sat on the bed, jumping a bit to test how it felt and she noticed the green apples inside a bowl, on the table at the corner of the room.
Hunger won over her and she got up and took one apple, biting it with satisfaction. She noticed the chest on the other side of the room and wondered if it had something inside. With one hand she opened it up,the other busy holding the apple, but only to find it empty. Disillusioned, she finished eating the apple on the bed, only leaving the little stem uneaten and ending up throwing it somewhere on the room.
She turned on her stomach and played with the feathery decorations, twisting one in her fingers making it dangle in a rotating motion. It didn't take long until slumber took over her and she fell asleep, arms resting under her head in a circle.
A/N: I hope this one went well. I haven't given any details about Velalwyn's physical appearance yet, but soon it will be revealed. I wanna write things a bit different from the way I do with other fics of mine. Hope you keep reading and thank you for following and faving :) Have a nice day.
