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I groaned and tried opening my eyes, but it was so damned bright in my room, I couldn't bring myself to. My head hurt like I'd head butted a dragon back to its grave. Which would be pretty damn close to impossible but still. I turned over to my belly, burying my face in my pillow.

I drifted back off, or came close to it.

"Harbinger?"

I growled and grabbed the unused pillow in my fist, clenching around it. Footsteps echoed in my room before the voice said quietly "Harbinger."

I swung the pillow at their general vicinity, cracking a small smile when I heard an 'oomph' from them. They growled lightly and a hand touched my shoulder. I shivered lightly at the touch, shrinking into my covers more.

"Kaera." The voice called softly, and I couldn't help but look at them, finally opening my eyes. Vilkas stood crouched next to my bed, his hand on my shoulder. His normally bright and icy blue eyes were dull, almost like the eyes of a child who heard that he'd be getting no sweets until he finished eating his dinner. Almost like he was sad or upset.

I blinked and asked quietly, my voice seeming very loud in my ears "Are you okay, Vilkas?"

He winced lightly, like I'd struck him, and he nodded, forcing a smile. I frowned at him, not pleased. He should know better than to try and lie to me.

"What's bothering you?"

His fake smile fell from his face, and his eyes softened. I stared into his eyes, and decided I liked when his eyes weren't so harsh. But somehow I'd grown to like his cold ice eyes too. I tossed the ideas into the back of my mind, waiting for Vilkas to react.

His mouth opened lightly, but he quickly shut it, blinking. His eyes were their normal icy stare, and he stood up quickly. "Whenever you're ready, we'll head for Morvunskar."

I nodded and watched him glide out of my room stiffly, and I sighed. Whenever we seemed to be getting along okay, and almost improving our friendship, he would turn into that and shove me away.

Gods give me strength...Why does he always gotta be like that?!

I groaned and stretched out in my bed, kicking the covers off. It felt nice to sleep in a bed once more. Sitting up, I rubbed my eyes with the palms of my hands sleepily, trying to rub away the hangover. Sadly, it didn't work, so I slipped out of bed and onto my feet slowly, making sure not to stand up too fast and make the headache worse.

I shuffled my way towards the wardrobe, stubbing my toe on the table at the end of the bed. "Gods damned table!" I yelled as quietly as possible, but I was sure someone else probably heard me. I crouched and rubbed my foot, biting down on my tongue to stop from cursing any louder.

I stood back up and walked slowly to the wardrobe again, carefully avoiding any other objects I could hurt myself on. I opened the doors of the closet, looking at all the different armors packed in there tightly. I frowned, wondering what sort of armor I wanted.

I stared blankly at my options, biting my cheeks in thought. I could wear my Nightingale armor, my Wolf armor, or the my old steel plate armor I first got after I left Helgen.

I smiled and pulled out the steel plate armor. Even though my other armor was nicer, I had always liked the how the steel plate armor allowed movement and protection. I slowly donned my armor, slipping my sword around my waist and stringing my bow to my back with a quiver. I sighed in content and made my way out of the room, leaving my quarters and walking out into the hall. I peeked around before heading towards Vilkas's room. I knocked on the door before opening it, peeking in. He wasn't in it.

I shrugged and walked down the hall and headed upstairs, looking among the talking people. I spotted him leaned up against a wall, waiting. I watched from the stairway, spying on him. Njada walked over to him, smiling. I frowned lightly. She talked to him, smiling and gazing at him strangely. I'd never seen her look at someone like that.

My eyebrows raised in question as her fingers brushed against his chestplate. I felt my gut twist lightly, but it soon went away when I had to stifle a laugh at his expression. He took a step back, giving her a look. I giggled lightly, covering my mouth to quiet myself. He said something and she scowled, striding off.

I grinned like an idiot at the interaction, finally walking all the way up the stairs. I pretending to look around for him, and he noticed me as soon as I made my way to the top of the staircase. I started making my way towards him. He met me halfway, by the firepit.

"Morning you drunk." He said with a small grin.

I rolled my eyes, saying "I couldn't have been that bad. Besides, Torvar probably didn't make it down the stairs."

He chuckled and said "You wouldn't have made it down them without my help. If you'd tried, we'd be looking for another Harbinger."

I punched his arm lightly and said "Well, should we be heading out?"

"Aye." He said, giving me a lopsided smile. I smiled back. I noticed out of the corner of my eye Njada scowling at me. I blinked in surprise, wondering if I did something to make her angry last night.

I pushed the thoughts away as I followed Vilkas out of Jorrvaskr, going to Morvunskar.

The trip was quiet, without many animal encounters. I sighed in a bored fashion, examining plants on the sides of the road. I peeked at Vilkas to make sure he wasn't looking as I quickly snatched up a few blue mountain flowers.

I looked back at him again and grabbed a few more. I continued grabbing them as quickly as I could, stuffing them in my pouch.

"You know, for a thief, you're not being very sneaky."

I laughed and said sarcastically "Oh, I forgot, you're the master at sneaking, Mr. I wear the loudest armor ever."

He chuckled, and looked over at me, his icy eyes bright. He shook in his armor, purposely making himself loud. I rolled my eyes.

He laughed and returned to walking normal. I looked along the road, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. I looked over at him, watching the way his blue eyes scoped the area out. His walk was smooth and he glided everywhere.

His face had this relaxed and calm look. I noted again that he was quite handsome when he was relaxed. I blushed a little as I stared at his eyes. They were such a pretty blue. He glanced over at me, an eyebrow raising. "What are you staring at?"

I laughed and said "I'm obviously looking at the blue butterfly behind you."

He rolled his eyes, saying "I'm being serious."

I grinned and replied "I am too. It's a really pretty blue color. It's just floating around on its wings right there."

He blinked, and he peeked over his shoulder. I smiled softly as he watched the butterfly flutter away. He looked back at me.

"Honestly, I didn't think you were being serious about a butterfly being there."

I laughed again, gasping dramatically and throwing my hand to my chest "You thought I wouldn't be serious about a blue butterfly?! I'm absolutely flabbergasted."

He laughed a little, shaking his head. "I was so clearly mistaken."

I nodded, crossing my arms and pretending to pout. "Can't believe you thought I'd lie about butterflies."

He laughed and said "You're such child."

I grinned and stuck my tongue out. "I'd rather be more like a child than an old man like you!"

He blinked and looked over at me. "Did you just call me old?"

I smirked, nodding. "Come on, you can't tell me you aren't like, forty winters yet."

His jaw dropped and he practically yelled "I'm thirty-three winters!"

I gasped and said "Wow. You're still really old."

He growled and said "Oh, and how old are you?"

I smiled and answered while giggling "Twenty-nine."

He blinked and shouted "Four years?! That makes me old?!"

I laughed and nodded, trying to breathe while laughing hysterically.

He growled and chuckled, raising his hand to his ear. "You hear that?"

I blinked, looking at him in surprise. "What?"

He grinned evilly, suddenly throwing me over his shoulder. I squeaked in surprise, struggling in his steel grip. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING VILKAS?!"

He laughed and said in a rough whisper "I hear water running. Maybe a stream?"

I blinked in confusion before my jaw dropped. "You wouldn't dare." I said, threatening him.

He just laughed. I started flailing around like an idiot, trying to break his grip.

"No no no-no no! I'm sorry Vilkas, you're not old! Please, please! Don't do it!"

He chuckled and said "Alright."

I sighed in relief and stopped flailing around and asked "Are you going to let me walk?"

He shook his head, saying "No, because if you're going to act like such a child, I better treat you like one."

I gasped, saying loudly "That's not fair!"

He chuckled and said "Life isn't fair."

I grumbled and he carried my around like that for quite a while. I asked quietly "How is it you aren't tired by now?"

He chuckled and answered "I've carried a lot of things that weigh more than you. Which brings me to a question. Why in Shor's bones do you feel so light?"

I giggled and said "Maybe because unlike most Nord women, I'm not more curvy than an hourglass and my bust isn't so big that you can't see my face."

Vilkas interjected "That's not true. There are Nord women who don't have huge breasts."

I rolled my eyes and said "Name one."

He remained silent for a moment before saying "Njada."

I chuckled and responded "Well, she's kinda more man-like than woman."

Vilkas shrugged and said "Well, you don't have huge breasts, and you're Nord."

I laughed and said sarcastically "Oh thank you for pointing that out."

He quickly said "That's not saying they aren't nice, but-"

I laughed loudly. "Did you just admit to looking at my boobs, and thinking they are nice?"

He coughed and said loudly "That's not-"

I giggled and answered "Well, I guess it wouldn't really matter, you've seen them from my small-clothes in Markarth."

He stayed silent for a moment. I considered it and said "That's kinda an unfair advantage you have."

He asked quietly "What?"

I said bluntly "Well, even though I was wearing small-clothes, you could still see my breast size, but from your small-clothes, I wouldn't be able to tell what size you are."

He coughed loudly and started choking lightly. He set me down quickly and took two long strides to the other side of the road, and said nothing else when I tried to talk to him. And he stayed like that for the rest of the trip to Morvunskar.

That's chapter 14 everybody!

This was kinda more of a fluffy chapter. Kinda needed one. :3

Sorry it's on the short side. Hope you enjoyed. Next chapter will be in Morvunskar.

And our bestest uncle Sanguine will be letting some secrets free.

Are you excited? I am!

See you next time!