Hadvar walked towards the other side and entered through there while the other three entered through the opposite side of Hadvar's. Upon entering, the group saw a stormcloak soldier's corpse. Ralof looked down at it with sad look. Marvous put a hand on his shoulder and the two nodded. He then took his axe and garments. After a few moments of silence, footsteps could be heard from the other side of the wooden door.
"Finally"
Marvous said standing up from leaning at a wall. Three Imperial soldiers opened the door and walked in. The one in front was Hadvar. The one behind him was the captain that was with Hadvar during the execution. The one behind her was another soldier of a lower rank. The two behind Hadvar was about to unsheathe their weapons when he suddenly spoke.
"Now that we're all here, what do we do next?"
he asked while looking at Marvous.
"What the hell are you doing, Hadvar? Stormcloaks are in font of us and we do nothing?!"
The captain shouted. Hadvar was about to speak when suddenly, an axe was at the captain's throat.
"Careful, or I'll slit your beautiful neck."
Marvous threatened her and surprised the others. The captain gulped and Marvous sheathed his axe making her hold her neck.
"Now that that's out of the way..."
He said as he walked back towards the iron door. The others followed him with their eyes.
"Put you differences at rest for now. When we see other soldiers, avoid combat. Persuade them three times. If they continue to attack, kill them."
He deadpanned. The others took glances at each other before nodding.
"Now then, who has the key?"
He asked the group. The captain raised her hand scared from Marvous' earlier threat. Marvous raised a brow and a key was tossed towards him. He looked at the scared captain then towards Hadvar and Ralof. He sighed before speaking. "Ralof, Hadvar, you guys wait downstairs with the group. Me and the captain over there have something to talk about privately." He told them. The two looked at each other then nodded at Marvous. The two opened the door and walked downstairs with the rest. After the last person left, he looked at the frightened captain.
"Are... Are you going to kill me?"
She whispered in fear and anxiety. The black haired man just smirked.
"That depends..."
He said walking slowly towards her as she backed herself to the wall. As she felt the cold wall pressing behind her, she let out a small, cute yelp.
"Will you disobey me?"
He asked while putting his hand under her chin and lifted her face up gently. The woman blushed intensely as her sweat dripped from her forehead. The man leaned closer to her ear and whispered.
"Or will you be my company and subordinate during the day and the night?"
His soft whisper made her blush intensely making her look like a tomato. She closed her eyes in hopes that he leaves but a she felt something on her lips. She opened her eyes and saw the man kissing her. She felt his tongue knock on her lips and she opened it letting him feel and explore every nook and canny of her mouth. She felt like she was in a trance just from that kiss. The man removed her helmet revealing her black and beautiful hair. Their lips parted with a line of saliva still intact from the kiss. The man smirked at her who just smiled and hugged him.
A few more seconds flew by when they decided to leave the room and follow them. They saw piles of rocks and debris in the way just beside another wooden door. They opened it to see the group restocking on supplies. Ralof, who was talking to Hadvar, noticed the two come in.
"Look who decided come down."
He joked as he approached the two. As he approached, he noticed the woman clinging to Marvous' arm and smirked.
"I see that you're quite the ladies man."
He said to Marvous who only shrugged.
"Was there anyone else here when you entered? And what happened outside?"
He asked. Ralof raised a brow.
"Seriously? Were you too busy with her that you didn't hear the ceiling collapse?"
He asked the black haired nord who only shook his head. Ralof sighed then spoke again.
"The dragon dropped down and made the ceiling collapse. There were two other Imperials here but we managed to persuade them."
He told Marvous who only nodded with a smile. Marvous then saw his satchel at the corner with everything he owned still intact. As he put on his satchel, a flame ignited mid-air then lowered gently unto his satchel, engraving it with his family seal. It was a dragon with a sword at its back. This then made the group look in astonishment. The group then proceeded to the exit.
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After a few hours, the small group became larger with mixtures of Imperials and Stormcloaks that exited the cave. They traveled towards Riverwood with Marvous at front, followed by Hadvar, Ralof and the Imperial Captain. After a while, they managed to arrive in Riverwood. The soldiers left, one by one in different directions. The Stormcloaks headed east while the Imperials headed northwest. Only thee four remained. Marvous saw Hadvar go to the forge while Ralof to the saw mill.
"And you?"
He asked the captain.
"I'm going to rest with Hadvar for a bit before going to Solitude."
She said. Marvous just raised a brow.
"Oh, don't misunderstand, he's my cousin."
She reassured with a smile making Marvous sigh in relief.
"Were you jealous?"
She asked hugging his arm.
"Maybe."
He deadpanned. The woman just pouted.
"You're no fun..."
She muttered but was heard by Marvous.
"Hm?"
He hummed looking at her. She felt nervous and looked at the ground before kissing him.
"Come on!"
She said as she followed Hadvar. The black haired nord sighed then smiled before walking after her. As Marvous approached, he saw Hadvar talking with an older nord. He smirked as he walked towards them while thinking what he would say. When he was at one of the steps in front of the forge, the three looked at him. Two faces were smiling while the other had a worried one.
"Are you the one who helped my neice and nephew?"
He asked gently. Marvous smirked with a salute. The older nord chuckled softly.
"I see. I am forever in your debt. And it seems that my nephew says that you also saved some stormcloaks."
He said somewhat curious.
"Indeed. I do not wish to meddle with the affairs of Skyrim's people yet."
He said as he leaned on a pillar. The other three looked at each other then sighed.
"Well, it can't be helped. You can take anything... Within reason."
The older nord said.
"Alright. I'll need to borrow your forge and a few materials."
Marvous requested making the two cousins look at each other with a brow raised.
"You know how to smith?"
Hadvar asked.
"I'm peerless."
Marvous deadpanned making the three laugh in delight. The older nord patted Marvous on his shoulder before speaking.
"Alright. My name is Alvor, by the way."
He introduced with a smile.
"And I'm Marvous."
Marvous replied with a kind smile.
"But before that, I need to visit the Mill for a bit."
Marvous said a bit nervously.
"Haha! It's fine. I'll go prepare the things you'll need."
Alvor said as he walked inside his house. The two nodded at him then quickly followed after their uncle. Marvous walked down from the forge and went towards the Mill where he saw a wood elf cutting some short logs. The two paid no mind to each other and Marvous just walked past him. As he walked around the Mill, he saw Ralof leaning on the wall of the mill with his hands crossed along with a woman dressed in blue and a man dressed with a wbite shirt and brown trousers. Ralof then looked up from the ground and smiled.
"Ah, it seems he's here."
Ralof said while looking at the walking nord. The two along with Ralof looked with a smile.
"Are you the one who saved Ralof?"
The woman asked.
"Yes. Have you seen a black dragoness?"
He asked. The two next to Ralof raised a brow.
"A... Dragoness?"
The man said with confusion.
"A female dragon. She had black scales and a slim figure."
Marvous explained. The two were then surprised as they looked at Ralof who was smiling.
"It went towards the Barrow."
The woman said.
"I see. Well, I guess I should prepare my things. I still need to forge some things."
Madvous said.
"Alright. Be safe. And please tell the Jarl that a dragon has been sighted."
The woman said.
"I will."
Marvous said as he saluted and walked towards Alvor's forge. There he saw an orc with peculiar armor.
"The dawnguard's looking for people who can help slay the vampires. Care to join?"
The orc asked.
"Sure! And please tell the Vigilants to improve their defences. If not, only a few will survive once Volkihar vampires attack."
He said making the orc look confused.
"Okay? Come to Fort Dawnguard. It is located southeast of Riften."
He said as he walked away. Marvous the jogged towards the forge and started forging.
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A few hours passed and Marvous finally finished forging. He wiped a sweat from his brow while he regretted not taking his warm gear off. He also finished imlroving them. As he walked inside Alvor's house, he was greeted with a feast. The group was waiting for himfor what looked a like a few minutes as the food was still hot.
"I see you're finally done."
Alvor commented. Marvous just nodded at him as he took a seat.
"Is it someone's birthday?"
Marvous asked.
"No. It is a feast to thank you for saving my neice and nephew."
Alvor said as he patted Marvous' aching back making him jolt a bit.
"Well... I don't really know what to say."
He said bashfully.
"Haha! You don't have to!"
A woman said walking up from the basement. Marvous just let out a sigh then smiled a warm smile making the rest smile with him. The day ended with a party that lasted the night.
A/N: Okay... The following chapters, along with this, will not be similar to that from the one on Wattpad. Hope you guys enjoyed!
Review and follow please! Criticisms will be taken note of while flames will be used to cook food by Marvous. Thanks!
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