The Elf

Our family doctor was yet another khajiit named Dahmer.

Like me and Sayori, he was red furred, but it was greying badly, and he wore an eye patch after one patient attacked him. Even with one eye, he was still the best. Mother had known since they were classmates at classes.

He was an expert in antidotes and Illusion magic, and I believe Mother perhaps hoped his knowledge could give Sayori something that would stop these headache's.

As I sat downstairs, my memory reminded me of the many times Sayori seemed to be in pain, but I never pressed. Sayori hated making me worry about her. This was her worse nightmare.

Jahadra returned with Dahmer.

And an Elf.

It was a High Elf who looked around with interest and obvious disgust. Our humble home would not have suited him or his family. If he had one.

Mother was clearly not pleased to see this stranger but from Dahmer's unusual meekness, knew she couldn't argue. She had to allow this elf into our chambers and watch him help the doctor with her child.

The rest of us watched from the other bedroom. Not a few hours ago, we were doing this but the circumstance was different.

Dahmer examined my twin who lay fast asleep on the bed. Mother was close by while the elf stood where she had before, leaning on the wall with a smirk on his face.

Dahmer took well over half an hour examining Sayori before putting the covers back; "these headache's have been going on for some time?"

"This one believes so." Mother answered.

"Honestly, the Master may be right is his concerns, children think little of themselves when they feel no value in them. Let her wake up in her own time and try to keep her busy. I'll leave you with an antidote that should clear her head for a few hours if it gets too bad, a glass of warm milk will help too-"

"So, it's not magic?" Jahadra asked.

"If it was magic, I'm sure your sister wouldn't be here."

"Will my child be reliant on antidotes?" Mother was not keen on that idea.

"My hope is as she gets older, she'll need less. For now, monitor how frequently theses headache's appear and give her it in small doses."

Meanwhile the elf was holding my sister's head with a very interested look on his face.

"The khajiit is…. Unusually intelligent."

Mother did not like having this stranger touch her child but Dahmer, subtly with his claws, warned her not to say anything.

The elf turned to mother; "Are all your khajiit this intelligent?"

"All my cubs are."

She was politely telling him to mind his own business.

"I sense a lot of power from this child. Great strength of spirit. Could go on to do great things with the right upbringing. Or connections." He put his hand out; "Honndil Granan of the Altmer dominion. I've been assigned to study how the residents of Rimmon use their doctors. Dahmer here was been kind enough to allow me to come and I must say, this has been my most interesting visit."

I immediately did not like this elf.

Mother shook his hand but spoke to Dahmer; "So there's nothing unusual that we should worry about?"

"There's nothing unusual Karina. An intelligent khajiit yes, perhaps its inactivity causes pressure or too much activity. You must monitor what the child does."

"All she does is read." Jahadra said.

"Not helping" Fash'rin growled.

I saw a movement on the bed and ran past the elf to my sister. I whispered to her that there was a stranger. That was enough for her to stay quiet.

The elf came back in; "Is the little one alright?"

"Yes sir" I answered.

""Sir?" How quaint".

Mother came in and bent down; "How is your head? Still sore?"

Sayori nodded.

She was scared of the elf.

"Try the antidote Karina. Let her rest for today but starting tomorrow, keep her busy."

"We may meet again." Honndil said. His "warmness" didn't translate well.

Once it was clear he was out of the house, Sayori turned to me;

"Suddenly my head isn't so sore."