sorry this is waayy late…but I made it longer to make up for it and I was hoping to do more chapters, but i failed epically. so enjoy. (btw Vincent has front legs bc i don't like how the producers made the dragons look)

The armor was right where Vincent had said, outside the door. I quickly pull it on and retreated back fully into the room to put it on. I then paced, not noticing the small differences about the armor. I heard the knock on the door and opened it, looking out to Vincent.

"Come." He said simply. Spinning on his heel, and started to walk away. I scrambled after him, trying to not run to keep up. "Alduin want's to meet with you in a spare room here, and there's where you will learn your conditions. I warn you now, if you disobey these conditions without permission, then you will not be able to leave again." He stopped at a door with bolts running along the edges. Inside, well, you could tell that it hadn't been used for a while. Cobwebs hung everywhere, the room was dimly lit, and I could hear a mouse somewhere in the darkness. Alduin, in human form, was leaning against a space of wall that didn't have any cobweb on it.

Vincent went automatically to his side, Alduin glanced over at him with a smile, and dropped to the floor, pulling out a roll of parchment, an inkwell, and a long feather.

"Do you have to do this now?" Alduin growled.

"Yes, or else you won't remember until after it needs to be done." Vincent snipped back, but with an amused look on his face.

Alduin snorted then looked at me. "You are allowed to leave, but you have to check in with either me or my Liin before leaving. Then if you don't come back within a month, I will send my Liin to go and drag you back here."

"Your what?" I asked. I understood what he was saying, but what was a Liin?

"My mate." He growled impatiently. "You will learn our language before long."

"Who is she?" Alduin had a mate? I wanted to laugh, I couldn't imagine him being sweet enough to get someone.

"She." Vincent snorted, not looking away from the paper.

"You have met him, for he is right here." Alduin smirked as my jaw dropped. I stared at Vincent who was still writing on the parchment. "Anyway, you are allowed to leave. I have other rules, but we will get to that later. We are not keeping a prison, but I have a request for you to accompany Vincent on an errand. To all nine of the holds." Vincent put away the parchment finally and stood up.

"You want to do it now?" He asked.

"Yes, and immediately. It's time." He said, with a soft smile.

Vincent nodded, leaned up and kissed Alduin, briefly touched their noses, before turning to me. "Let's go." He went out of the room and started down the twisting passages, me once again struggling to keep up.

He finally stopped at a door, a massive one at the top of a long flight of steps.

"What are we doing?" I panted. He pushed open the door.

"I need to get my armor, and this is how we're leaving. Alduin had a secret passage built like the first month I was here, leading outside. There's one in your room, but only I or Alduin know where it's at, and we're the only ones who can open it."

The room was massive and dark, besides a large hole in the roof. Vincent went over to a mannequin, which was fully dressed in deadric armor. He pulled the armor off and slid them over his black leather pants and black cotton shirt. He slid the helmet on, too.

"Come." His voice was muffled slightly. He moved in front of a wardrobe and pulled out a key and unlocked the thing. Then pushed the back, which gave and opened, leading into a torch-lit tunnel.

"What is this errand?" I asked.

"I have to get the humans to one; stop trying to kill the dragons, two; get them to bow to them. Alduin wants to bring it back to the days when dragons were worshiped." He explained.

"What?!" I gasped. "That's not gonna happen!"

"Why do you think you're still alive?" He snipped back. "We know you're a thane in all the holds. We'll give them a week to decide, and the ones who don't join, I will kill, and place a Dragon Priest in their place." He shrugged.

"But there isn't any dragon priests left!" I protested.

"Wrong. When I got here, the Greybeards, the only surviving dragon cult alive, stared taking in pupils and trained them into Dragon Priests. I am soon gonna be named Head Dragon Priest. And if you prove useful, you will be second-in-command." We exited the tunnel, entering broad daylight. "Oh, and if you're second-in-command, you are above all the other dragon priests, and deal with matters in each hold. Anyone you say will be protected by a ruler almost as powerful as the High King."

"I can protect anyone?" I asked, Vilkas flashing behind my eyes.

"Yes." I swallowed thickly at the answer.

"Fine, but can we make a stop? It's not far from Whiterun."

"Your Husband?" I nodded. "Yes, but it will be short. Alduin wants me back within the week. And we have to travel all over Skyrim." I sighed as he started down the path. I scrambled after him.

"How can you move so fast?" I panted.

"I have more stamina. And you nearly killed me." He said simply.

"But how does that explain how you're so fast." I complained.

"It's nearly killed me, and I was close to death, but Akatosh came and saved me. He…" He stopped for a second, thinking, "…Released my dovah spirit. I'm not half human anymore. Just part."

"Like your eyes…" I it clicked. He wasn't as human as me anymore. He was more dragon. I looked at him more carefully. He was graceful somehow, like a…well…dragon.

"Yes." Was all he said before he started sprinting down the mountain. I hurled myself forward, trying to keep up. I was panting, bent over, hands on my knees, gasping for breath.

"You need to work out more." He chided.

"I'm more human than you are!" I snapped, before straightening up. "Where to first?"

"Riften. It's the closest from here, then to Falkreath, Whiterun, up to Windhelm, Winterhold, over to Dawnstar, down to Morthal, up to Solitude, and last to Markarth." He breathed easily.

I groaned. "That sounds like a lot of walking."

"We'll get a horse in Riften. If you want, you can keep the horse there, as in the horse is yours."

"What about you?"

"I'll barrow one, but I'm not keeping one. I prefer to ride with Alduin." I heard the smile in his voice.

"This is why I hate traveling." I whined.

"Really? And you're a dragonborn?" He sighed shaking his head. I was about to snap at him, but then I realized something. He was teasing!

We walked the rest of the way, randomly talking about this and that, occasionally coming across a wolf or a bandit group.

I swung my sword, killing the last of the wolves that had tried to attack us. I looked over to see Vincent staring sadly at the wolf he just killed. "What?" I asked.

"I had a pet wolf, when I came here."

"What happened to him?"

"I got ambushed, caught up in the war, Midnight was killed by an imperial. Then I was captured, sentenced to be de-headed. All for crossing the border." He snarled.

"Wait, they were gonna kill you for simply just being in the wrong place at the wrong time?"

He nodded. "That's why I'll always support the Stormcloaks. I sat right next to Ulfric, too. Also sentenced to die."

"What happened? Did they let you go?"

He snorted. "No. Alduin happened to be in a bad mood and went to destroy a fort, chose the right one and saved me. But, by literally taking me in his claws and took me to the castle. At the time, I didn't know he was a dragon."

"Wait, you said that you sat right next to Ulfric, you were at Helgen?" He nodded. "Wait, wait! How could you not know he was a dragon?" I asked, confused.

"Because he came to me in my dreams as human. Sure he had large black wings, but there's weirder stuff out there." He shrugged. "Look." He said then, pointing at the gate. We had made it to Riften.

I walked up to the guard stationed there. I saw, through his helmet, his eyes widen. He bowed his head and motioned for the gate to be opened.

Vincent was right behind me as I strode through the gates and through the wooden walkways. But we were stopped by Maven.

"Oh my, what ever happened to your face?" She asked in her cold tone. I had forgotten about my new mark.

"None of your business." I state.

"Oh but it is. You see…." Maven was cut off by Vincent, stepping in front of me. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She snarled. Vincent didn't answer, just stared at her from behind his helmet. I realized then that you can't see his face through the thing.

I watched, in shock, when her eyes widened in fear. "If you're here to intimidate me, then I can get the Dark Brotherhood after you." She said, not as forcefully as she had probably hoped.

"The Brotherhood won't kill a fellow brother." His dead voice came, muffled slightly. Her eyes widened in fear, and I knew why. There were two reasons. If Vincent was part of the dark brotherhood, then he can't be touched, because if he's with me then the Thieves Guild won't mess with him. Two, he had this aura around him that projected a 'speak to me if you want to die' and Maven seemed to sense it. She literally backed away slowly before turning and running to the Bee and Barb. It was hilarious.

"I've never, ever, seen her back down like that!" I snickered.

"Black-Brior." He snorted. "The powerful family in Riften. Come on, where's the Keep?" He asked. I started back up again, trying to hold in my giggles.

I led the way up to the Keep, sobering up when we hit the doors. I sighed before pushing them open.

He strode forward, stopping in front of the great fire. He bowed his head for a second, in respect, before standing proud before the Jarl.

"Who is this?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. I came forward quickly. "Oh Jynx! What a pleasant surprise! I haven't seen you for a while. But what ever happened to your lovely face?"

I smiled softly back before saying, "He's here with a message. Only for the court." I added, looking at her sons. She followed my gaze and nodded in agreement.

"Everyone who is not part of the court, leave. Even you, my sons." She commanded. Everyone scurried away.

Once the room was clear Vincent stepped forward.

"I come with a message, from the dragons!" He declared, his voice deepening with power. "You are to not hunt them down, as we are not planning to hurt you. If you give up your claim of power to the dragons, we will leave you alone, as long as you serve us!"

Naturally, everybody started talking at once.

"What, the dragons are…"

"No way are we bowing to a beast…"

"ENOUGH!" The Jarl snapped, the hall going silent once more. She looked at Vincent. "Are you mad? Give my power up to a dragon? Have you lost your mind?"

"The dragons will be ruling again, and you'll find that this petty war will be over. With Talos worship." I heard the smirk in his voice. Of course, he had said he was rooting for the Stormcloaks, and would welcome any who are one. So it would make sense that he would get rid of the elves.

"Talos will can be worshiped?" She sounded stunned.

"Of course. He was dragonborn, due to the stories. And a dragonborn is kin to the dragon. You have one month to decide, I will be back to collect your answer. Just make sure it's the right one."

"I have one question. If I agree, will I be replaced?"

"No. The Dragons will be rulers, but the Jarls are the overseers of the holds and lands. You will still be Jarl. You'll just be serving under a Dragon." She lowered her eyes.

"I will be back in one month." Vincent dipped his head once more and spun to leave. I once again scurried after him.

We went back through the crowds and out the gate. He spoke quietly to the horse owner, giving him a coin pouch.

"Come." He said, mounting a glossy black horse, holding the reins of another horse, a snowy white one with a black patch on it's hind. I mounted the white one, taking the reins from him.

From there we went to Falkreath, getting them to listen was harder than in Riften. But Vincent knew what they wanted to hear, though, and got them to think about it.

Then we went to Whiterun. We were gonna stop at my house and spend the night there afterwards. The Jarl there was semi pleased to hear the dragons were taking over again, for now he didn't have to choose. But his counsel didn't like it at all, but he was the first to agree on letting the dragons come back.

I lead the way, nearly sprinting, when we left the gates. I hopped on my horse and just went. I didn't worry about Vincent, he was next to me before my horse's hooves touched the ground a second time.

I nearly had my spine crushed by the force of Vilkas' hug, but I returned the embrace just as enthusiastically.

"Who's this?" Vilkas asked, eyeing Vincent with suspicion.

"I'm just here to finish a mission with her. But she wanted to see you, so she's staying the night."

"Me? What about you?" I asked, catching the wording he used.

"I'll be back tomorrow afternoon." He said simply before he spun and left, leaving his horse. We were just about to head inside when a deafening roar filled the air, shaking the ground. It was the thu'um, and I recognized the words….they were AL-DU-IN. I stopped, Vilkas looking at me in worry.

"Come on." I smiled at him, and pulled him in the house.

After that it was kinda dull. Vincent only ever took off his helmet once, and that was for Ulfric.

He had entered, I, as usual, was having trouble keeping up with him. As I sat back, catching my breath, as he walked straight up to the Jarl.

"Who are you?" Ulfric asked, staring at Vincent with blank eyes. Vincent didn't say a word as he reached up and took his helmet off. Ulfric's blank eyes widened and filled with surprise. "You were at Helgen!" He exclaimed, sitting up in his throne.

"Yes."

"We thought you were dead! How'd you escape that dragon?"

"I didn't. He took me, for I am Dovahkiin. I am here to deliver a message. The dragons want to take Skyrim back. Be the rulers once more."

"That is preposterous!" The steward roared. Ulfric just stared at him in opened-mouthed shock.

"Wait. If we take over Skyrim, not only are we not going to let the elves rule, but, we'll bring back the worship of Talos, as he is a Divine." The courtroom went silent.

Ulfric looked at me. "Why are you here, I thought you were gonna fight to end the dragons…that's why we held the meeting."

"I lost." I waved, pulling out an apple and eating it.

"You promise to bring back the worship of Talos?" Ulfric asked slowly. "And get rid of the elves?"

"Not get rid of, but those who oppose will not be welcome."

"Ulfric! You can't be actually thinking about this, are you?" Garmar asked in his rough voice.

"Garmar, I don't think there's a choice in the matter. Look at her, we thought she was going to stop them, but look at that mark. They bested her, who we thought was the last dragonborn, but here he is. I don't doubt that the dragons will rule once more. It's a matter if you side with them or not." He looked back at Vincent. "Yes. I will welcome the rule of the dragons."

Vincent smiled. "Good." He bowed his torso slightly, before moving to place the helmet back on.

"Wait, what is your name?"

Vincent looked at him through the helmet. "You will find out soon enough." He spun and left, me hopping up and darting after him.

The only one we really had a problem with was…Solitude. Though that wasn't a surprise. They didn't want the dragons to come back, and really didn't like the changes that were gonna be made. But Vincent got them to consider the return somehow. I stopped listening after Winterhold.

Now all that was left was to go back to the Dragon Castle. Vincent was excited, though he didn't like how he had to come back in a month. I was ecstatic, though, after this I could go home and finally be with my Husband with more that a few hours. I could stay a few days, but then, I was apparently was going to learn how to be a dragon. I sighed at that part.

It took us a full day and a half to get back, the poor horses were exhausted by the time we got to Riften. Vincent had jumped off his horse, through a money pouch at the guy, then bolted. I reined my horse after him, having her sprint. Vincent made the climb up the mountain seem effortless, even with me being on my horse. He entered the cave, disappearing instantly. I jumped off my horse, knowing she'd stay put, and followed him inside. He was pushing the wardrobe open when I finally caught up. He threw his helmet to the floor as he entered, stopping momentarily to look around the room. Alduin wasn't there.

He sighed, looking at me. He pulled out a roll of parchment, handing it to me. "This is a map of the castle. I've marked your room, just head there and stay there. I'll send Paarthurnax to you for food later." He said, opening the door. But then he stopped, spun around, and went to a set of double doors that I hadn't noticed before. He opened them and peered in. He growled in frustration and slammed them shut. Vincent quickly un fastened his armor, letting it drop to the floor too, wearing only his black apparel, but with his swords strapped to his sides.

That's when he left, and I glanced down at the map. I suppose that the room I was in was Alduin's and Vincent's room. So I went from there. It didn't take long to be in my room again. I set at the desk and started memorizing the map.

VINCENT'S P.O.V.

I rushed to the counsel room, first pressing my ear against the door, hearing nothing, I pushed it open. Nobody was there. That's when I started panicking. There was usually a few dragons in here, no matter what. Then the thu'um shook the walls. My heart nearly stopped, it was a challenging voice, daring anybody to come near. I rushed back to our room and bolted out the passage way. As I exited to outside I saw a ring of fire in the sky….on the throat of the world. I wouldn't get there in time, except…

But I couldn't! I couldn't fly that well! I've worked with Alduin about it, but I can only fly for a few minutes before I started getting tired. That's when I heard Alduin's voice, ringing louder than the rest. I closed my eyes and I took the risk. "MUN…VULD-DOV!" I shouted, and my body shifted and turned into that of a dovah. I took a breath and leapt off the ledge I was on and pounded my wings through the air. I tucked my front legs against my chest and started towards the mountain, the shouts still echoing through the air.

Dun dun duuuuuunnnnnn!…..don't hate me….

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