After taking the Dragonstone from the draugr, Vilkas wanted to go back to Whiterun. Of course it wouldn't be a shock since it is where the home of the companions. Though I did wonder if Vilkas will indeed stay till I can stand on my own. As we walk back to Riverwood to get my horse, he decide to break the silence.

"Where will you go now?" Where indeed?

"I don't know." He scoffed.

"An eye of the future doesn't know where her fate is lead. What an irony." As if I know everything. I know the game. The storyline. The ending. It's all written but like the real deal, you have to decide how it will happen. This is not the Jumanji movie where NPC's just have a series of responses. This... This is like living it.

"I do not know everything, Vilkas. I have a limitation." He didn't react nor said anything as we walked the dirt road.

"You could come with me." I stopped on my tracks and waited for him to do the same. Clearing his throat, he stood in front of me with his arms crossed. His eyes averted mine.

"You could come with me while you wait for fate to lay down your path." He repeated

"I do not see myself as a Companion. I barely held my end back at the barrow." Trust me. Fighting draugrs in real life is no joke. They are tough as steel.

"You think no one had walked down that path? Warriors of Steel were once a milk drinker. With time and sword in their hands, now they fight with honor and glory of Sovngarde."

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We've reached Riverwood by nightfall but not without running into bandits on the way. Vilkas didn't want me to join, shoving me aside and taking them down. I glared at him but he insisted that I wasn't ready.

"I'm afraid there's only one room left." Great. Vilkas nodded his head and paid the innkeeper. He left to follow the said room while I berated him for not even asking me first. Sharing a room with a wolf is not the best thing. True I haven't seen him shift. Farkas did while recovering the shards of Wuuthrad in Dustman's Cairn. Though as far as I can remember in Vilkas and Kodlak's conversation, the blood of the beast lacks sleep. Obviously. Looking around, I saw the usual people of Riverwood. Nothing unusual. Speaking of, I haven't given Camilla and Lucas the letter and claw. Shame. The golden claw looks really good to sell for money. I was able to spot Camilla sitting in the corner with Sven singing a love song. Well... Here goes nothing. I'll just have to give it along with the claw and Camilla and Faendal will have a happy ending. Faendal is useful as an ally when you are new to the game. Sven is useless. Really useless for me.

I walked towards their direction and Camilla glanced at me. I gave her a nod and handed her a sack where the golden claw was kept. She looked skeptical to receive something from a stranger. Who wouldn't anyways? I insisted and gently pushed the sack in her arms. She held on it and looked me in the eye before taking a peek inside. That's when her expression changed. She was about to say something but I gently placed my finger on her lips, silencing her. I know what she'll say and I'm basically tired of hearing it over and over again. If I can shut her up then why not. Pulling out the Faendal's letter, I handed it to her and motioned her to read it. She took it from my hand and opened it. Before she was able to read it, Sven came to the picture and took the letter from her hand.

"A letter from that pointed ear? How... Disappointing to see how they are able to manipulate those that are not their kind to mate with them." Camilla stood and tried to take the letter from him.

"Sven! Give it back!"

"No! I had enough of that long eared! He won't have you! You should be with your own kind! A man!" Racist bitch! I couldn't contain my anger and punched him in the face. Jaws are a knock out and now he lies sleeping on the wooden floor. People stopped what they were doing and watched as I took a deep breath to calm my shaking fists. A soft hand wrapped around my right and as I glanced at the back, I saw Camilla smiling at me. Taking a deep breathe once again, I closed my eyes and bowed my head.

"Forgive me. I cannot take – " this time, she was the one who placed her finger on top of my lips. She smiled.

"Please... I should thank you for what you've done. First, giving back our golden claw. Second, about Faendal... And third... For teaching Sven a lesson." Releasing my hand she brought out a small pouch. Her hand gently held mine and placed the pouch on top of it. From the feeling of it, it weighed despite being small.

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It took me awhile before I went to the room Vilkas rented. By the time I opened the door, the first thing I saw was Vilkas standing with his arms crossed but without his armor.

"Where have you been?" what are you? My mom? Shrugging my shoulders I sidestepped and went straight to bed. Removing the Stormcloak armor is the best feeling ever. While fixing for myself for bed, I recalled what happened...

I lose my temper. I didn't spoke. I didn't bother acknowledging Vilkas. I wanted to be alone. I...

Damn

It's happening again