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Lilly couldn't believe her eyes that one woman could be so gorgeous. Honestly, this woman gave most of the super models back in her world a run for their money. She won't lie, she felt a pang of jealousy that Farengar and the Jarl looked at her with such respect, but yet another part of her, the stronger part, was practically jumping for joy at the chance to really meet the living legend herself. She felt a little weird, getting all excited about history, but this history was incredible, and this legend was standing right in front of her.

Well, actually right in front of the Jarl, dropping into a graceful curtsy. "Lovely to see you again, Jarl Balgruuf. I apologize for not returning to Skyrim earlier, but I had a few things to take care of back home." The Jarl smiled warmly at her, like a grandfather seeing his grandchild after several years. "It is good to see you too Diana. I am glad see that you are doing well. Tell me, how are your relatives?" The Jarl and the Dragonborn, Diana, launched into a little conversation just between them. Lilly wanted to flee the room, especially since she was still in her ratty night gown and hair in a messy bun. Compared to her, Lilly looked like something someone pulled out of a trash pile.

While the Jarl and the Dargonborn had their little conversation, Lilly felt a slight tug on her arm, and looked up (and blushed at the vicinity) to see Farengar standing right behind her. He leaned down slightly and whispered in her ear. "Go up to your room and fix yourself. After you are dressed and ready, come straight back here." She nodded, grateful for a chance to get out of there. She gave a small curtsy to the Jarl before walking out of the room and up the stairs leading to the second floor. 'I wonder if Farengar and Diana were close...', Lilly wondered silently. She shook her head and chastised herself for such thoughts. 'Of course he probably was! I don't even like girls and I thought she was hot! Why do I care?' Lilly sighed as she reached her bedroom door and opened it, surprised to see one of the maids in there. She turned and smiled sweetly at Lilly. "Hello, child. I was just tidying up a bit in here, oh, and wrapping this up," She said and picked up a package that looked to be wrapped in brown paper. Lilly took it, with a thank you, and the maid quickly left the room. Lilly sat on her bed and look at the package, seeing a little scrawled note. She picked it up and read:

Princess,

I thought if you wanted to play mage, you would want some decent robes to match.

Farengar

She smiled a little and put down the note beside her, then turned her attention back to the package. She tore into it like a Christmas present and loved what she saw.

It wasnt exactly Vogue magazine material, but it was still pretty. It was a mixture of different gold colors, ranging from dark to very light. There was even a belt around the waist to cinch it around her. She stood and held it up to herself, seeing that it was the perfect length to not trip on, nor too short. As she was looking down, she noticed a pair of boots that would go perfectly with the robe. She got out of her night dress and laid it on the bed, then set to work on getting presentable. She dressed in the robes and pulled on the white, leathery looking boots. Then she stood before her small vanity mirror. She grabbed the horse-hair brush and started brushing her hair to a silky softness, wondering if she should put it up or leave it down. She decided in leaving it down and pulled up the hood of the robe. She could only come up for one word for how she looked now: enchanting. The gold robes reflected her amber eyes and made them so much brighter, and her dark brown hair almost shimmered.

But you don't look nearly as good as Diana, she mentally reminded herself. Yeah, she didn't but at least she could look a little attractive without it being a crime, right? She smiled struck a powerful pose in the mirror, her chin held high and her hands held palms up, fire surrounding her hands and dancing in her hands. She tried to keep her expression powerful, but couldn't help but smile a little at how strong she looked in the mirror. 'I even look a little like Farengar with this smirk...' and with that thought her smile widened even more. It would be amazing to see him powerful and standing with flames in his hands, able to bend the elements to do as he pleased, even with that self-satisfied smirk. Lilly extinguished the flames on her hands and continued looking at herself in the mirror, dropping her hands. 'I could just stay here...' she thought to herself.

In this world, what mattered was your strength and character, along with how well you wielded a weapon or magick. There was no one giving you a snooty look because you didn't have their designer bag or clothes. Lilly didn't even have the family that they had. And her mother was always so busy, going to and from jobs that she never even saw her daughter but a couple of times in a month. And even with all of the work she did, they were flat out broke. Sometimes Lilly wondered is she was using that money elsewhere, funding some secret inheritance that she would wind up with one day. It was a nice thought, and she knew the woman loved her, but she still just wasn't a Mom... Her mother had left her out like garbage...Literally...

Lilly shook the thoughts from her head and glared back at the mirror with high intensity. ' No, I can't think like that. I need to get home, to where I belong.'

But there was still that quiet voice at the back of her head, whispering to her what a true wonder this place could be...


When Lilly had finally arrived downstairs, Diana had ended her conversation with the Jarl and was now speaking to Farengar about recent events.

"We don't know what this all could mean... The prophecy seems like another apocalyptic event, but I had thought that Tamriel would have at least another one-hundred years before yet another one." Farengar tapped his fingers on his desk, more trying to talk to himself than to Diana as it seemed. She didn't seem to mind however, because she was sitting on a spare chair in front of the map, nodding her head slowly as she stared into space, also deep in thought.

It was a little...Okay, really awkward for Lilly when no one had noticed her enter the room. She cleared her throat loudly, and was rewarded with two heads snapping up to face her. Once Farengar saw it was her, his eyes seemed to warm a bit from his icy gaze. Diana on the other hand, seemed to examine Lilly, as if she were some kind of puzzle she just couldn't figure out. It made her skin crawl and she shifted a little in the doorway , uncomfortable.

Luckily, Farengar broke the silence.

"I see you found my present," he said, smirking. She mumbled out a thank you, keeping her eyes downcast to avoid Diana's piercing gaze. Farengar stood from his chair and stretched a bit, then dissappeared into his study, leaving Lilly alone with Diana. She isn't a frigging dragon, say something!, her inner voice screamed at her. Lilly looked up, pasting on a small smile. It was hard t even greet this living legend. To Lilly's surprise, she returned the smile. "Sorry for being so silent, I am just trying to place what race you could be. Are perhaps redguard?" Her voice had some kind of accent to it that sounded almost spanish, but not quite. Lilly shook her head. "No, um, I'm actually not really sure what I am, but I think I might be Itallian and caucasian, i guess..." Lilly started dropping off in her words when she noticed that examining look return slightly as she was mentioning her race. "So," Diana began, standing. "This...Other world...You come from. Everything is different there then, I assume?" Lilly nodded, not really sure how to explain it. There were a lot of similarities between their worlds. For one, there were still political issues and racism and bigotry here. And everything here seemed to run close to the way the Age of enlightenment ran in the history of her home. But at the same time, everything was so different.

Diana brought her attention back from her thoughts. "You don't speak much do you? Not a good trait for a translator." Diana smiled, this time much warmer and brighter. Lilly laughed a little. "Yeah, sorry. It's just...Well I don't really..." She trailed off, not really knowing what to say. Diana's smile faded a little, and her laughter was dry. "You do not know how to address a 'living legend', am I right?" She air quoted the legend part, and her attitude towards her station shocked Lilly a bit. The shock must have shown on her face, because Diana chuckled a bit. "Do not worry about giving me any fancy name. Just call me Diana. It is...Tiresome hearing 'Dragonborn' and 'Hero' everywhere you go." She stepped over to the study and gently rapped on the door. "Helloooo! If you think I am going to 'leave you to your thoughts', think again. You left two ladies in the other room!" Diana snickered as she stepped away from the door, listening to the frantic shuffling of papers within. Lilly, felt her face go bright red, then she started giggling like a little kid. A few moments later, a very irritated Farengar stepped out of his study. He looked at both of the giggling women, who then burst into uncontrollable laughter at the pure irritation on his face. "You both are children..." He grumbled. Lilly couldn't help herself. " Wow, haveing children in the other room is worse. What is we asked you to explain what you were doing?" Both of them started laughing harder, causing his face to go red. "Oh shut up the both of you!" and slammed his book on the table , flipping through pages angrily.

Lilly looked over at Diana, who then started laughing harder, making Lilly laugh even harder.

Maybe she wasn't so bad after all.


After the laughter quieted down and Farengar decided to speak to them again, everything became serious.

The book he went to get was actually an encoded journal the Diana had shared with him a few years before, just for "a little something to tide him over until the next disaster." Lilly read about three pages before Diana told her to stop. After that test, Diana said she might be able to read Falmer because it is similar to her own language.

"But I see it as English. That's how it is with all languages. " Lilly replied.

Farengar spoke up now. "She can also speak every language as if it is her native tongue. Fluently and without any accent. It is almost as if she was with born this knowledge."

Lilly shook her head. "No, that can't be right because if that were true, I would be able to speak any language in my own world too, and I suck at foreign languages." Diana sat with her back against the pillar behind her on the table, staring into the wall across from her as if it held the answer. "Perhaps it is something in this world that triggers this ability. You said you also had some kind of power over magick?"

Lilly opened her mouth to answer, but Farengar beat her to it. "She seems to be able to grasp magick, with only a small amount of practice. It took me a week to read and learn my first flame spell, then I still had to practice it. After one short hour of practice with no tome, she produced a perfect pillar of flame."

Lilly looked over to Farengar in disbelief. "You mean you need to read about spells before hand? Why the hell didn't you tell me this?! I would have had it so much sooner!" He slid his gaze over to her. "If I had done that, it wouldn't have proven my theory... Which I think I'm starting to understand..." He got up from his chair and walked over to the window, keeping his back turned to the two women. "I believe that your ability with language and magick, along with the fact that none of this has taken place until you arrived here and your strange dreams since you got here... I believe that you may have had some kind of link to this world prior..." He turned back to her. "What can you tell me of your birth parents?"

The question hit Lilly like a fist to the stomach. She never really thought about it much, none the less bring up her family matters to Farengar and Diana. It was something private to her that she didn't tell many people because it was A: embarrassing and B: none of their business. And trying to think of them made Lilly's stomach crawl. Whoever it was that birthed her obviously did not think her important enough, and even seen her as garbage... Literally.

And worst of all: She hated the looks of pity she received for the story.

Now she had to explain it to a guy that she kind-of liked and a near-stranger.

Lilly sighed and launched into her story. "I don't know a damn thing about my birth parents except that they didn't want me. They left me in a trash bin in the back of a restaurant without any note saying 'We love you but couldn't keep you", or anything like that. My mother now worked at the restaurant at the time and was leaving to go home when she heard a baby crying. She found me in the dumpster and pulled me out. She tried to bring me to the police, but there were no missing child reports that matched my description. Nothing was known about me at all, and apparently the police did a DNA test just to be sure. They suggested that she take care of me until the results came in. Well, in the week the test took, she fell in love with me. And when the DNA test came back with no real matches, she adopted me. She raised me until I was fifteen , then she said I could handle myself and basically went to go live her own life while I was stuck in the apartment. It's been that way until now."

It was quiet for a long time after she finished. During the story, Farengar had turned back to the window, hiding his reaction, and Lilly was half-way thankful for that. But Diana's reaction was very clear: She seemed pissed.

Diana got off of the table, gritting her teeth. "The more I hear of the people of you world, the less I like it. Leaving children as trash! In the Summerset Isles, children are celebrated! Parties are thrown for almost a week after the child is born! Naming the child is almost ceremonial! The lack of respect for life is sickening!" Lilly was shocked at her reaction. It was really unexpected. Unlike Farengar, who seemed to just deflect it. "I believe we need to search more into the Falmer." He said simply, as if the story she had told him wasn't one of importance. She felt anger begin to pool in her belly from the nonchalant comment, but Diana seemed to cool down, then cast Farengar a glance. There was something in that glance that made some of the anger in Lilly's belly a bit, mostly out of confusion. Farengar cast her a glare at the look then walked back over to the table. "Diana, do you know anyone who may have more knowledge on this prophecy?" Diana lowered her head a little in thought, then lifted it again. "I have a friend who researched the Falmer extensively, including their language. He should be at the College in Winterhold, and if not he'll be around there." Farengar nodded then picked up some notes from his table. "And you are sure he can be trusted?" Diana nodded, accepting the notes he handed to her. "Then go there and ask him about this prophecy. He may have more information on the topic." Diana gave him a confused look. He sneered. "Is that too much for you to remember? Do I need to draw pictures?" Her eyes narrowed and she folded the notes and put them in her pack. "I will return in a week's time. Do not do anything too 'drastic' while I am gone." With that, she turned and walked out of the office in a huff.

Farengar sighed harshly, as if glad she was gone, then turned his glare to Lilly. "We are going to attune your magick. We might as well do something useful." He turned his back to her and picked up a few tomes. Lilly felt anger rise in her again. "What the hell is your problem?"

He froze, then turned towards her, sneer in place. "What?"

She laid it on him. "You sat there and insulted the intelligence of someone who was trying to help us, then turned your pissy attitude on me, as if it's my fault that your fucking panties are in a bunch!" His eyes narrowed. "I was simply trying to get you home faster, unless that is a problem?"

Lilly felt like flipping a table. She stormed up to him so that she was close to him, eyes burning. "Would you fucking stop!? Just stop! You keep saying I can't go home, then that you want me to go! What do you want me to do, become fucking incorporeal so you don't have to look at me?! Don't you have a fucking spell that could do that?!" During this her voice was rising more and more, and his face becoming darker and darker. "Is it just because of my fucking sob story? Well, i'm sorry you had to hear about poor dramatic little me. Sorry that you had to listen to a girl complain that she had no real mommy or daddy! Sorry that you can't show a god damn ounce of emotion for anyone but yourself! Sorry that you don't fucking care, like every god damn, motherfucking asshole on this planet!" At this point she had tears running down her face, but she didn't care. She wanted him to feel all the pain she felt, or to even show an ounce of care. But what she got, was quite different.

He grabbed her wrists and pinned her against a wall, causing her to struggle to break free. But when she saw his eyes she stopped dead. His eyes were just so...Deadly. He hissed his words to her. "Do not ever tell me that I do not care! If I didn't care, I would have had the Jarl throw you out on the streets, oddity or not! I do care! I fucking care! If you think that I didn't feel anything for your life, you are wrong. Do you want to know how I felt? I wanted to set your birth parents aflame , I wanted them to feel every ounce of suffering that you had in your life. But I can't do that, so I focused on what I could do: which was getting you home to whatever family you had." His voice cooled slightly, but kept his eyes locked on hers. "And as for you leaving... No... I don't want you to go... And not just because of the prophecy..." Lilly's breath caught. "But more than that, I want you to be with what family you have... Because some of us will never have that luxury." He fell quiet, dropping his head. They must have stayed like that for a while, because Lilly felt her tears drying. She was too surprised to move though. Her head was racing, and so was her heart. She cleared her throat. "I'm sorry..." Her voice cracked a little due to her yelling and crying. Farengar finally looked up, his eyes long since cooled into a serious look. Looking at those grey eyes made her heart pick up speed and made her face warm. ' What the hell is wrong with me...' she thought, then leaned forward and pressed her lips to his.

She felt him stiffen, and for a split second thought he was going to yank away from her. She even felt herself stiffen, as if doing this was bad. But those fears dissipated when she felt him returning the favor. He was so warm, and something about the kiss just felt like...she belonged here...

He pulled away from her, looking at her and chuckling a little. The sound was nice and warm, so unlike his normal self. "We really shouldn't be doing that..." He muttered, more to himself than her. He released her wrists and stood straight, clearing his throat. Lilly rubbed her wrists a bit, seeing red marks on them from being held so long. there was a moment of silence, which he broke. "We should practice your magick. You need to be able to defend yourself if any of this leads to any real threats to your life." She nodded in response, still smiling a little. He grabbed his tomes, then stepped out of the office towards the balcony. When he was out of earshot, Lilly touched her lips gently and smiled, closing her eyes. "I think I'm really losing it...," she muttered to the walls. Farengar broke her from her reverie by shouting from the stairs. "Lilly! Did you forget how to walk?! Let's go!"

She lowered her hand and yelled back. "I'll be there in a minute, keep your panties on!" and ran to meet him.

Maybe...She could belong here...