This chapter was co written between TheDeadGirlRisen and Pelinal Whitestrake. Neither owns HP nor TES.


Coronation.

One Month after the peace talks in High Hrothgar the whole of Skyrim was underway to see the Coronation of the new High King, who would finally unite the frigid northern land after Ulfric Stormcloak split the nation in two. The important event was not just being attended by the people of Skyrim, but nobility from High Rock, Including King Einarth Theodastyr of Wayrest, King Evenar Direnni of Daggerfall as well as King Helseth of Morrowind, and officiating the coronation, the Emperor of the 3rd empire, Titus Mede Himself, unfortunately for Harry, Sheogorath had decided to join the number of guests in his Coronation.

"Heyo~ How is my absolutely favorite darling nephew doing?"

Everyone turned to look at the new arrival, the mad god was here…

Harry chugged down a bottle of mead, it was too early in the morning to deal with this shit.

"Sheogorath, what brings you here today?"

"Wishing you well on your empire… I have a feeling that your reign is going to be even better than my old pal Pelagius."

The guest of the reception began to whisper amongst each other at the words of the Mad God. Empire? Pelagius? Emperor Titus Mede approached harry and asked in a whisper.

"Are… are you planning to overthrow me so soon?"

Harry shook his head "No… not that I know of."

As the festivities continued to the coronation, in which Harry, due to his tonal power, could not verbally swear into office himself and onto the dinner between the dignitaries Sheogorath stood up in the table, wanting to make an announcement. "Welcome welcome! I hope you are all enjoying this wonderful little party. It brings me to tears how grown-up Harry has become," Sheogorath started wiping away a tear with a finger and flicking it off to the distance. "But, I knew that he would one day become someone of importance, and how could I not?" Sheogorath grinned revealing razor-sharp teeth, "He is after all the wonderful son of Kyne. Oh and he is Jamsie's boy, can't forget that, though the poor man might want to enjoy this wonderful party as well."

With a snap of his fingers a portal opened up and out stepped James.

"Father."

"Harry! Wah I'm soooooo proud of you!" James said as he gave a manly sob and rushed to give Harry a hug.

In an instant 5, Dragon Guard members step in between Harry and the new arrival. Harry orders them the 5 to stand down and the son allows the father a proper greeting just on this one occasion.

As the dinner went back to Normal, king Helseth asked the Stormcrown "What do you plan on doing now lord Stormcrown?"

Putting the fork down Harry made eye contact with the Dunmer king and said "Well currently, thanks to the aid of General Tullius, I'm focusing on Integrating the Local Legion and the Stormcloaks soldiers. Boost the ranks by 2 fold. I also have a few architecture projects to rebuild educational centers that were scrapped due to the great war."

In the backdrop, he tried to ignore Sheogorath prowling around and the fact the mad god was chatting with several other people who seemed nervous and fearful.

Titus Mede curiously asked harry "You plan on Integrating the traitor troops?"

"Traitor to who? We both know exactly why Skyrim fracture into a civil war in the first place. Not integrating veteran and experienced troops would be a move based on incompetence biased." Harry states professionally.

King Evenar asks a question that has everyone on the table stop to look at the boy, "What do you think of the situation regarding Talos Worship?"

"Ahhh! Get that thing away from me!" One of the party-goers screamed as Sheogorath apparently revealed something.

A few moments of silence pass before Harry speaks diplomatically, "Unfortunately, I was not raised in or to believe in the Alessian Pantheon of the divines. As I am sure, Sheogorath has said, I am the son of Kyne, and I was raised in the worship of the Human ancestor gods, or the Nordic pantheon. Therefore I cannot speak on the Issue of Talos Worship. But, I also do not believe in religious persecution. Considering how often the position of the 9th divine changes hand."

Yet again there was another bit of chaos going on, something about a Jester. He ignored it assuming it was just Sheogorath doing something foolish. That was until he heard James shouting, "OH Hell no!" And Harry turned around just in time to see James stabbing a man in his arm who was dressed in a jester outfit, "Don't you dare think you can harm my son!" James shouted stabbing the man in his hand.

"Yeouch!" The strange jester screeched struggling against James. "You made Cicero bleed! I'm bleeding! Bleeeeeding!"

James stabbed the man again this time right next to his balls. "Keep talking and I'll make you bleed a lot worse."

"Mother's going to be so angry~" Cicero sobbed, "Cicero has failed, oh yes he has failed his sweet dear mother~"

James growled and stabbed Cicero in the balls causing the jester to give an inhuman screech. "Why did you attack my son?" James demanded eyes narrowed dangerously.

Cicero gave a pained laugh, deranged and crazy, "The Brotherhood has heard from the mother, oh yes, someone wants the stormcrown boy dead~" Cicero cried out as he struggled again, trying to get free from James.

But, James was bigger and stronger. Another flash of steel and the knife, now a serrated dagger, stabbed into Cicero's chest slicing open his chest as if it was butter.

Blood was really starting to get everywhere.

"Make sure to save me the eyeballs!" Sheogorath called out sitting on a small pillar with his legs crossed as he watched the show.

"Of course my lord," James replied nodding his head towards Sheogorath even as his knife stabbed into the chest and pulled out the spleen which he then shoved down Cicero's mouth. Then he pushed his thumbs and fingers into Cicero's eyesocket popping the eyeballs out which he proudly handed over to Sheogorath who ate them with an expression of delight on his face.