BRIANNA AWOKE IN THE MORNING AND MADE HER WAY TO THE DINNING HALL WHERE THE PSIJIC MAGES PROMPTLY CONFRONTED HER. Somehow they knew she had received a visitor in the night and they demanded to know how her guest had managed to slip past the powerful barrier. Brianna initially was evasive in admitting that Melian had entered her chambers, but she figured that by revealing her grandmother paid a visit, she could possibly discover the secret that the Psijic's were hiding. It was a risk she was willing to take for Melian had hinted that the Valar were concerned that Psijic's were hiding something powerful and dangerous. The Psijics were in stunned silence when Brianna told them that she entertained Melian. Within minutes questions were flying at her from all directions.
"Why did the Maiar queen want" Quaranir asked.
"She said that I reminded her of her daughter Luthien and warned me not to seek vengeance with hatred" Brianna answered.
"Wise words. Queen Melian was known for her great wisdom" Quaranir replied "and Luthien was considered the most beautiful being to ever walk Arda."
"She also mentioned that the Psijic Order was harboring a secret one so dangerous that it could alter the course of history"
"You are not privy to that information."
"If I am to face Ulfric, I think I have a right to know about a weapon that could be used against him" Brianna said crossing her arms.
"It's not a weapon, but something far more dangerous" the Psijic answered her.
"Then what is it?"
Sighing Quaranir responded "you must witness its power first hand. Come with me."
Brianna followed the Psijic deep into the monasteries bowels and Quaranir led her to a locked room that held a box. Quaranir opened the box and the room was filled the most beautiful brilliant light. The Akaviri Knight beheld a stone that shone with the light of the cosmos. Brianna was taken by the beauty and found her hand slowly reaching out to touch it, but the Elf closed the box containing the light.
"What was that" she asked in a hushed voice.
"A relic from the past. A relic that drove the sons of Feanor to madness and caused the deaths and enslavement of countless. This is one of the lost Silmarils recovered by a member of our Order over two thousand years ago in a chasm of fire" Quaranir answered her. "Few have the strength to resist the urge to claim it as their own."
"Are you insane" Brianna cried out "if the Silmarils are found then it brings about the return Morgoth. Why are you keeping one of them" she shouted.
"Because the Psijic Order remembers that we are the descendants of the Elves of Arda. The Dark Lord Morgoth couldn't break the will of some of his prisoners. The Psijic's Order was established to resist Morgoth when he returns" the Elf answered proudly.
"Ulfric is searching for the SIlmarils to use against my father and if he learns that one is here, don't you think he will come for it" Brianna replied her anger rising and the danger that lay before her.
"Mortals cannot touch it without great pain" Quaranir explained.
"Ulfric is a Dark Lord trained in the ways of the dark magic of Mordor and the Mythic Dawn. Arya told my father that he is no longer mortal" the Akaviri's temper subsiding slightly, but still clearly upset that the Psijic's held the most dangerous artifact in the world.
"Only the Valar, Maiar and Elves were blessed with eternal life. Eru Iluvatar granted the gift of death to the race of men if you call that a gift. Therefore Ulfric cannot have cheated mortality because of his bloodline."
"It doesn't matter" Brianna replied sharply "my father needs to be warned . . ." her voice trailing off as a sudden realization hit her like a winter storm "the stone is not the real secret your hiding. You're a descendant of Feanor" Brianna's eyes widening in alarm. "And you're bound by your grandfather's oath to recover them
"My father was Maglor and the Silmarils drove him mad. He threw his into the sea. He died raving about the Silmarils" the Psijic told Brianna as the Akaviri Knight took a few steps backward toward the door. Quaranir sighed knowing that all trust had been broken.
"No I am not bound by that oath. That doomed oath died with my father and his brother. I am not subject to its terrible curse"
"By the Nine Quaranir for all your vaunted powers and wisdom you're not listening to me. Ulfric wants to weaponize the light of Valinor through the Silmarils! Is that even possible" Brianna snarled.
"If he were to re-forge the Ring of Power and gain the Eye of Magnus in theory it would be possible. Nobody can know the stone exists and that I am of Feanor's line" Quaranir replied in a tone of that made Brianna uneasy.
"Perhaps it would be better if it were destroyed" she suggested.
"No" the Elf yelled and Brianna heard footsteps running down the stairs and knew that Quaranir had summoned his Psijic brothers. She looked down and sighed. Looking back at the Psijic, she summoned lighting and hurled a massive volley at the mage while opening a portal to Skyrim at the same time. Unready for the attack, the Elf was violently flung against the far wall. Brianna grabbed the box containing the Silmaril and escaped before any harm could come to her. Brianna could not let the Silmaril fall into Ulfric's hands for her father's very life depended on it. And the fate of world as well.
THE DRAGONBORN INWARDLY WINCED AS HE HEARD BRAN STARK YELL AT HIS SISTER. The king of Westeros had learned of sister's whereabouts and was shocked to discover that she had been plotting Daenerys's death. He had come to Whiterun and was equally stunned to find that she had enlisted Jon Snow to help her. Bran was angry that she had been in communication with Ulfric and had lied to the Night Watch commander to assist her in the murder. And in Dragonsreach, the Dragonborn, Arya, Jon, Daenerys, Tyrion and Bran met.
"Daenerys has been living here in Skyrim for the past five years and you actually believed she was going to return. Arya you could have caused a war! Her husband is the Dragonborn. There is no being alive strong enough to resist the power he wields."
"Your highness forgive your sister for she was deceived by the Dark Lord" the Dragonborn interrupted the argument.
"Sauron is in the Void where he belongs. There is no Dark Lord."
"Unfortunately that is not the case sire" Jon quickly said "Ulfric Stormcloak became his student and learned the dark arts of Mordor and the mastered the ways of the Mythic Dawn. He preyed upon your sister's desire for you to have a peaceful reign in order to exact vengeance on the Dragonborn."
"How powerful is Ulfric" Bran asked.
"Strong enough to control Balrogs and Ancalagon the Black. A fire-drake of the First Age of Arda" Arya told her brother.
"So he controls a dragon. So did Daenerys namingly Drogon" Bran said smartly. "And what is a Balrog?"
"Drogon is a lesser dragon compared to Ancalagon. Ancalagon was said to have driven back the armies of the Valar" Daenerys explained. "He is the mightiest of dragons to have ever fly the skies of the world. Even Alduin would be no match against his fire breath. And a Balrog is a fallen Maiar - a creature wrapped in shadow in flame. Few have survived and encounter with one."
Bran looked at his sister and took a drink of his wine "And why did you abandon Ulfric" the king of Westeros wanted to know.
"He brought the Night King back" she said quietly.
Bran dropped his goblet and choked and after a minute he finally managed "He did what?"
"The Night King is alive. He already led an assault on Rivendell and nearly turned Kellian" Arya said softly tears forming in her eyes.
"How in the hell did that beast survive. You killed him Arya" Bran cried
"You don't understand the power of the magic of the First Age of Arda" a female said carrying a box. Her red hair and pale skin soaked in sweat as Brianna entered Dragonsreach. "And we are in more danger than we could possibly knew."