Skyrim: The Trouble with Forbidden Love

Chapter 9 of my Skyrim story, enjoy :)

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Chapter 9

Lars was worried. He had heard shouting coming from Braith's house, having been in his own house at the time. But with his family there, he had been unable to try and leave, to try and help. However, when he was finally able to find a chance, he slipped out of the house. He noted the shouting had stopped and had a hunch he knew where Braith was, so he headed to the watch tower and stopped. He found her, sitting with her knees drawn up to her chest, her head buried in her arms. Worried, he approached her.

"Braith?" He called out, the worry lacing his tone.

She immediately jerked her head up; seeing him, she quickly stood up. She seemed to, subconsciously, wipe her face. But Lars could see she was trying to hide the fact she had been crying.

"You're here. Thank the Divines," she said as she embraced him.

He returned the embrace and then asked, "What's wrong, you...have you been crying?"

Braith sighed and shook her head. "No."

"Braith." It was obvious in his tone that he didn't believe her. "You know I can tell when you are lying."

Braith groaned; he was right. No matter what happened, she could never lie to Lars, because he knew her to well. So, with a shuddering breath, she began to explain to him everything that had happened in her house.

Lars was shocked by what she told him. He couldn't believe the things that Saffir had been saying about the two of them.

"Oh Braith, I'm so sorry," he said softly.

Braith shook her head, however. "Don't apologize, it's not your fault; it's just my mother being the way she always is."

Lars gently pulled back so he could see her face. "I promise, it doesn't matter what she says, I'm here for you."

He then kissed her and she responded in kind. Unbeknownst to them, however, they were spotted – by Olfrid. Shocked and angered by what he had seen Olfrid quickly returned to the family home. He was determined to ensure the others knew what he had seen; he couldn't let his grandson ruin them like this.

Lars, meanwhile, parted from the kiss and he and Braith sat down, next to each other. Feeling safe, Braith finally let her tears fall and Lars held her, whispering whatever soothing words he could come up with. Finally, the tears stopped and Braith seemed to calm down. She wiped her eyes and face and smiled at Lars.

"Thank you, for everything," she whispered softly.

Lars nodded and kissed her again. "I'd do anything for you."

Braith smiled; she could certainly believe that. Finally having calmed down, they both stood up and said goodbye. Lars was worried, but Braith reassured him that she'd be alright now.

Lars began his walk home; he was lost in thought, still worried about Braith.

'I don't understand it,' He thought sadly. 'Why is her mother so spiteful?'

He continued to think about the situation all the way home. Once at home, however, the thoughts were driven from his mind. He soon found his family all seated in the main room of the house, all watching him.

"Um, what is this?" he asked uncertainly.

His father observed him, stony faced, and gestured to a chair. "Lars, sit down, we need to talk."

He did so, starting to feel rather worried.

"I want you to explain to me, and it better be a good explanation," his father stated gruffly, "just what you were doing in the arms of that Redguard girl, the sellsword's daughter."

Olfrid interjected at that point. "I saw you with that common whore; explain yourself."

"Don't call her that...!" Lars growled, shocked that his grandfather would call her something like that.

"Lars please, just tell us what's going on," his mother pleaded, sounding desperate.

"There is nothing going on!" he burst out.

That prompted his grandmother to speak, glaring at him as she did so. "So, you just let her touch you, and you just kissed her, for no reason? You would shame us by not resisting when this slattern offers you her body, is that it?"

Lars shook his head. "She's not like that, grandmother."

"Your grandfather was there; he saw you...Now, explain yourself." Idolaf growled.

Lars scowled but said nothing; until his mother spoke up again, "Lars please, just tell us." He groaned and finally gave in.

Immediately afterwards his grandmother exploded with rage. "You allowed that lowborn Redguard whore to deceive you like that!?"

"How dare you!? Don't call her that!" Lars bellowed but Bergritte merely shook her head dismissively.

"I will call her what I wish!" She then began ranting, "What else would you call her? After all, since she lured you into bed and made you sleep with her? Next thing you know she'll be claiming to have your child just to get into the family!"

"Shut! Up!"

Olfrid shook his head. "Enough, Lars. You will end this now, regardless of what the truth is; you cannot be distracted, not with what is to happen."

"What are you talking about?" Lars asked, glaring.

"You need to get ready." Olfrid explained. "We are going up to Dragonsreach and you need to look your best for your betrothed."

"Wha…Betrothed?!"

Olfrid nodded. "Yes, betrothed. You are betrothed now, to Dagny, Jarl Balgruff's daughter. She is one you are to marry."

"But…father?" Lars burst out, turning to Idolaf who simply nodded.

"Your grandfather is right Lars; the decision's been made. Jarl Balgruff and his family await us at Dragon's Reach. Now get ready, we need to go, now."

Lars shook his head. "But I don't even know her."

Olfrid nodded. "I know, that's why we're going to Dragonsreach; now get a move on. I will not have you disgracing us."

"But I…Why wasn't I told earlier?" Lars asked helplessly.

Olfrid glared at him and coldly replied, "Because you were off cavorting with that Redguard girl. Now enough, go and get yourself ready; we're going up to Dragonsreach now."

Lars was completely shocked by this and numbly did as he was told.


End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.