CHAPTER THREE
Greeta arrived about noon to Whiterun. She visited Belathor's General Goods first. Standing at the counter, she laid out some necklaces and rings she looted off the bandits at Bleak Falls Barrow.
"What would you give for these, Belathor?"
"Hmmm," he purred, "that's pretty good quality jewelry there."
After carefully inspecting each piece he quoted her a price.
"I'll give five hundred and fifty."
"Surely you can do better?" Greeta come back
Looking back over the jewelry, then at Greeta he wiggled his eyebrows and said with a drawl.
"For a pretty girl like you, I'll do Six hundred."
"That sounds fair." Greeta said, winking back at him.
Greeta finally made her way up to Dragonsreach and delivered the tablet. Farengar and Greeta were discussing the dragons and going over the information they had gathered when Irileth ran in telling them a dragon had been sighted. Jarl Balgruuf was requesting their presence in the war room. After listening to what the guard had to say, Balgruuf sent Irileth to gather her men and go to the watchtower. Balgruuf turned to Greeta and spoke to her, asking for her help again.
"Before you go, I want to give you this for retrieving the Dragonstone for Farengar." He picked up a small box off Commander Caius' desk. Opening it, he pulled out a large sapphire amulet in a silver setting.
"This amulet is enchanted with a disease immunity spell. As long as you wear it, you'll be safe from any disease."
"It's beautiful!" Greeta exclaimed as the Jarl fastened it around her neck.
He tilted her chin up at him, looking into her beautiful face.
"It matches your eyes."
Greeta blushed, not expecting something like that from the Jarl. He chuckled, then with all seriousness back in his voice he ordered.
"Now go kill that dragon,"
"Yes, my Lord," Greeta quickly left to catch up with Irileth.
Such a beautiful woman Balgruuf mused to himself.
By the time Irileth, Greeta, and the guards arrived at the Western Watchtower the dragon had attacked. Several guards lay dead on the ground. One guard looked as though he'd been on a roasting spit. While they surveyed the damage, the dragon reappeared. Greeta, spying the dragon first, knew instantly it was not the dragon from Helgen. This one was much smaller.
Everyone dove for cover as it rained down fire from its jaws. The dragon fire scorched the rocks. When the flames cleared the guards let loose a volley of arrows, while Irileth shot steams of lightening at it intermittingly. Most arrows bounced off the dragon's hide, but a few did stick into its belly.
"Aim for the belly!" Greeta yelled.
More volleys were sent towards its belly and more of the arrows lodged this time. The dragon landed and bellowed out fire again. Greeta made a play for its belly with her sword, but it only skimmed across his underside. Too late, she realized she needed to stab between the plates on his belly.
The dragon whipped its head around and flung her into the broken wall. Greeta crawled for the cover of a large slab of stone wall. She reached it in time to avoid the dragon's fire. The heat from the fire was suffocating. The dragon took flight again. The guards were running out of arrows.
"Bring it down!" Irileth shouted.
"Irileth," Greeta called out. "When he lands again draw his attention. I know how to kill it."
Forcing the dragon to land again, Irileth and the guards shifted to keep its focus away from Greeta. Greeta ran and dove under the dragon's chest.
"Talos, guide my hand." She prayed as she thrust her sword into its chest. The blade landed between his scales, sinking up to the hilt in the dragon's heart.
"Dovakiin, nooo!" the dragon cried out as he fell to the ground. Seconds later it burst into flames.
A whirlwind of light and power spiraled around Greeta, and then shot into her, knocking her to her knees. Memories and knowledge flooded her mind. She suddenly understood the words from the wall at the Barrow. "FUS" she shouted, sending debris flying and toppling the guards directly in front of her.
"I can't believe it! You're Dragonborn." A guard exclaimed. "Just like in the old Nordic legends."
As the guards were debating, Irileth told Greeta to head back to Dragonsreach and inform the Jarl that they had killed the dragon.
When Greeta got to Whiterun she heard a thundering sound from the sky. It shook her to the core. She informed the Jarl of what occurred, explaining she may be Dragonborn. An argument ensued between Proventus and Hrongar. When Proventus insulted their Nordic traditions, the Jarl saw the flash of anger crossing Greeta's face and her tight grip on her sword. Hrongar was angry about it too.
"Hrongar, Proventus is only joking, no need to get upset." Jarl Balgruuf attempted to dispel the feud.
Balgruuf watched to see if the two very proud Nords relaxed. When they did, he let out a sigh. With the slaying of his steward now averted, he turned to Greeta.
"For your service of killing the dragon and saving the city, I name you Thane of Whiterun. This axe shall serve as your badge of office. I grant you Lydia as your housecarl." Greeta bowed and Balgruuf continued." You have been summoned to High Hrothgar by the Greybeards. You shall depart on the morrow. Hrongar, I want you to escort her there."
"Me, why?" Hrongar sputtered.
"You're my best warrior and I want to make sure she gets there in one piece."
"As you wish, Jarl." He conceded.
Hrongar turned to Greeta. "Where are you staying?"
"I've been staying at the Bannered Mare."
"Well that just won't do, you're a Thane now and we can't have you staying at the inn. I'll arrange for you to have a room here in Dragonsreach. Come back in an hour with your belongings; take Lydia with you to help."
"Okay then, I'll be back in an hour." Greeta left, taking Lydia with her to the Bannered Mare.
Hrongar walked over to Balgruuf.
"Balgruuf, Greeta has no house in Whiterun and has been staying at the inn. I think since she's now Thane, you should set her up a room here in the palace."
"Hmm." Balgruuf pondered. "You're right, it's only fitting." He called the servants and ordered them to prepare the guest quarters for Greeta. The servants dashed to work and Hrongar instructed them to prepare a bath for her as well. She definitely needed to clean up after fighting that dragon.