Sorry guys, just got a new laptop and I had it for the last chapter, and I wrote really fast, but now I'm trying to move stuff onto it/3000 photos that I don't actually need.

Grenith now has an account, it is JeffieTrinket. He also says the ship name should be Jubella or Dilianous. Review & it shall be official.

And this is kind of a feel/effect of an old book of mine, where the one guy is dieing in front of his family crypt. And the song "Open up your eyes" by Daughtry.

Chapter 14

Relations

I awoke late the next morning. The sun already shining brightly through the windows. If I had to guess, I'd say around eleven. Gods, I was losing track of myself lately.

I got up and stretched, then went over and opened the doors to the balcony. A chill came over me as I stepped out. It always snowed at least a few weeks earlier here. No one even knows why. It wasn't always like this, it started after the Oblivion Crises. After the heat from the Gates of Oblivion, the climate just naturally has been trying to cool the land down, even after two hundred years.

I leaned on the railing. I couldn't tell how I felt about all this. Half of me wanted to stay, but the other half wanted to live this all behind once again. I've seemed very weak the past few months. I used to not think twice about coming home. Now I was here and it felt so normal. Ugh, what was I thinking.

I could see Julianos below in the garden. He walked over to where I would be able to hear him.

"Now don't throw anything at me, but would it be wrong to say that you are absolutely stunning this morning?" I smirked, resting my head on my hand. "Come up here."

He started on his way in. I shut my eyes. It really was cold out here, I don't understand why I loved the winter so much.

I felt someone lean on the railing to my left. I leaned on him. As I remember from the few times we embraced, he was warm. "Why are you out here in the cold?" Julianos asked. I shrugged, "It feels nice, I guess. Sucks at first, but after spending so much time in Winterhold."

It felt better now that he was next to me, at least one of my sides was warm.

000

I sighed, grabbing my cloak that matched the thin dress I wore, and laying it across my shoulders. Going over to the vase of white roses that was set upon my vanity a few days ago, grabbing eight of the twelve.

I went through the house without anyone questioning me. They knew I would do this and we've talked about it earlier today.

I made my way outside, tightening the cloak around me. I looked up to the sky, it was going to snow soon. After all these years, I could tell. The clouds had a different look to them, the air had a different smell. It would become total night within a few minutes.

I crossed the garden to the gates. The guard at the gate nodded and opened it for me. I gave a small thanks and stepped through it.

Green Emperor Way. The home of the Emperor, Elder council, and the Imperial Cities cemetery.

I walked to the far side. There was a small crypt in the distance. I swallowed, I guess you could say I was a bit nervous. I always was on these nights. I usually visited on the year anniversaries, but it's been two years, I should just pay my respects.

I toke a deep breath, passing by the crypt of my fifth great grandmother and a few other graves, then sat down in the middle of two.

I toke away seven of he roses and set them in front of the gravestone to my left. I twirled the last one in my fingers.

"I wonder what's going to happen now." I whispered after a few minutes. "I've done so much the past two years.

"I'll never stop being grateful to you guys. If it wasn't for you, so much could have happened. Yet, there's still that part of me that will never forgive you. At the time, it felt like all my fault. Like it should've been me. But now I understand that fate was just, doing its job." I looked up at the starry sky.

I looked to my brothers stone, giving a small chuckle. "Remember when we used to talk about our futures? In the middle of the night, when everyone else was asleep. You'd swear you'd be the Arch mage. And I swore I'd be head of the family. We were certain it would happen. You would study so hard. And you'd refuse to put the books back in the library, but no one would ever move them. They still never would."

I looked over to Arkay's stone to my right. "Remember when we would study together? You were always so much better than me. And we'd go for walks around the city.

"That one time you actually got me to sneak out of the city." A tear started to well up in my eye, "You toke me out the lake jut outside city, it wasn't far, but it was worth it." I smiled as the tear escaped. "Then the guards found us. My father was so angry with you, he nearly called off our arrangement. I didn't get to see you, or even leave the house for weeks.

"I guess I never realized that I loved you until it was to late."

Tears silently ran down my cheeks as I sat in silence for the longest time. I didn't even bother to wipe them away.

"Once I ran away to Skyrim and made a life for myself, along the way I guess I realized how to move on. For five long years I couldn't. But I've been happy. I've found ways to smile again, to laugh. I have some amazing friends. They helped me through all of it, even if they didn't know.

"I know that all you guys would want is for me to just be happy." My tears thickened. "Thank you, so much. You allowed me to live, so I could eventually find my life again."

I sobbed, I felt a flake of snow fall onto my hand. I opened my eyes slightly, setting the rose down in front of Arkay's stone.

I laid down on the ground. For some reason, it caused so much comfort. I stared up at the stars and the falling snow. Feeling as if a huge burden had been lifted from me.

"Thank you, for letting me see the light again."

Then, out of my control, I gently fell asleep.

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I sat talking to Dibella's brother for a few hours. I had learned that he may be quite in most conversations, but he listens in close detail and knows much about the secrets of the family. Having his own opinion of everything, but never speaking it.

Dibella had been gone for gone for at least two hours, and it had gotten dark a long time ago. Her mother set a hand on my shoulder, "You should probably check if she's okay." I looked up at her with a confused look, "Why me?"

"Because I can tell she trusts you. She wouldn't react well to many others." She told me where she would be. I nodded.

It really was cold tonight. Snow was gently falling onto the ground. I was surprised that it snowed so early here, usually it would take another month before it snowed.

Green Emperor Way. It had a dreary gloom to it at night that it didn't have the day I walked through it. This graveyard was almost as big as the one in Falkhearth.

I was told to go to the far side where I would see a small crypt, and the rest would explain itself.

I passed by a gravestone with a bushel of flowers in front of it. The flowers looked as if they were set there not to long ago. I glanced at the stone and it looked as if it belonged to two. I kept walking, I guess I shouldn't be that bothered with it.

I made it to the crypt, and now I understood. Dibella was asleep on the ground across two plots. Now that made sense why she wanted someone to get her.

She oddly looked peaceful. Even with the traces of tears down her face. Snow stuck in her hair that was peaking out of the hood of her cloak.

I sighed, I couldn't wake her up. I didn't want to disturb that peace she rarely received. I leaned down and picked her up gently. As I started walking back, she curled into me. It was in her sleep of course, but it still got to me.

No matter how much I denied it, it couldn't be stopped. I was falling for her. In the past I thought she would kill me, but now she's found trust in me. But it was doubtful she'd feel the same way. She was so much of a free spirit. And I could tell she hated having to depend on people the past few weeks.

I made our way through the gate back to the manor. I let myself in. Taking her upstairs to her room.

000

My eyes started to open. I was back in my room, someone must've gotten me after I fell asleep.

I stood up. I went over and hung up my cloak that was still around me. Just as I was doing that, I heard my door open. I turned to see it was my mother.

"Can I come in? We haven't really gotten the chance to talk." I nodded, "Yeah, of course." She closed the door then sat down on the bed and I sat next to her.

"So, what do you do, now that Alduin is defeated?" She said, sounding as if she planned this all out. "Well, I just wandered a lot. I hunted dragons when they were causing to many problems.

"But for the past few months, I've been occupied with training Julianos. We've killed a ton of dragons together. And he's getting really good, he's a fast learner." She turned her head to the side, "You know, he's the one who carried you back?"

"Oh." Of course he was. He always found the need to do something like that.

She smiled, reaching out a hand and brushing a lock of hair out of my face.

"You're falling for him."

My heart stopped cold. "Wh-what?" She just kept smiling and patted my knee, "A mother always knows.

"I still remember when I first met your father. My family was of nobility in Morowind. We were going on a trip to different countries as a family vacation. I had never stepped foot out of Morrowind, and I knew little of the language they spoke here.

"When we got here, we were greeted by the Cartella's. Your father was so young then, charming. He had many girls after him.

"When I got off the carriage, he bowed down and kissed my hand. I was not used to there customs, so it was rather flattering.

"He offered to show me around the city. What we could understand from each other was minimal, but that didn't stop him from speaking. And I didn't mind it, even if I couldn't understand him, the sound of his voice was still mesmerizing.

"Over the next few weeks, we spent much time together, teaching each other our languages. And I was surprised that he didn't know much of mine, even though it was his native tongue.

"When we were to leave, we hated it. We sent each other letters for many months. I tried my best to learn the language before I visited again. And we went back a few months later.

"When I was going to leave again, he asked me to marry him. Of course I said yes." Her smiled didn't break the entire time she spoke.

"I can tell by how you look at him. When someone speaks of him. You may not know it, but I do."

I shook my head. I couldn't. Well, it would make sense if I did. Every time I'd get entranced by something he did. How I would act when he embraced me. How I felt when he said I was stunning this morning.

Maybe she was right. Maybe I was falling for him. But there was no way he felt the same way. I would've figured that out by now.