Location: Windhelm
26th of Rain's Hand
4:01pm

"One can feel the electricity in the air, Galmar. The Dragonborn has won a mighty victory." Ulfric Stormcloak smiled as he gazed at the clear skies of Skyrim.

"Indeed," Galmar agreed, folding his arms across his chest and staring upwards as well. "All of Windhelm is expecting her return. Including the Elves."

All the citizens of Windhelm, Nords, Elves and Argonians, including the guards on duty, gathered around outside of the Candlehearth Hall, waiting for their Dragonborn to walk through those massive doors of Windhelm. News of Kayleigh's victory over Alduin in, of all places, Sovngarde, reached everyone's ears. Behind the crowd, Ulfric and Galmar stood, just as excited to welcome the Dragonborn back.

Before anybody knew, a distant roar echoed in the air, making everyone quiver. The Jarl furrowed his eyebrows. What is Talos' name-?

A shadowy figure enveloped all of Windhelm.

"DRAGON!"

"Guards!" Galmar hollered for them. "Weapons!"

"No!" Ulfric grabbed his arm, but kept his eye on the dragon. "Look."

Odahviing settled upon the main doorway, and Kayleigh peered over his head, smiling brighter than the Sun ever will. "So who missed me?!"

Amongst all of the shocked expressions that she received, Ulfric was the only one who was smirking.

"Odahviing here comes in peace!" She assured those who were shaking in their pants. "Don't shoot! Don't be afraid! I've returned, victorious over the World-Eater, Alduin. The dragons are now neutral; they have no intention of causing harm to anyone, not without Alduin's lordship. Skyrim, and all of Tamriel… is now safe!" She announced with much proudness in her voice.

"All hail the Dragonborn!"

"ALL HAIL THE DRAGONBORN!" The crowd followed, with plenty of cheering and clapping.

Kayleigh giggled gleefully, and Odahviing lowered his head as much as he could so she could get off him. With a little jump, she landed firmly on her feet.

Just then, Vigilance, clad in his leather armor, pushed back the crowd and came running at top speed to Kayleigh, barking happily. Kayleigh! Kay, you're back!

"Hey, boy!" Kayleigh stretched her arms out to him. "How've you- OH!" Vigilance pounced on her and she fell back on her back. He started to lick her face, refusing to let her breath.

It's so good to see you again, you beautiful Nord, you! He barked twice, before licking her again.

She laughed aloud, unable to take Vigilance ticklish licks of death. "I get it! I get it! I missed you too, Vigilance!"

Location: The Palace of the Kings, Windhelm
26th of Rain's Hand
4:23pm

"Windhelm has been waiting in anticipation for your arrival, Dragonborn." Ulfric let her enter the Palace first, before he and Galmar entered.

Kayleigh almost skipped into the Palace, followed by Vigilance. She was full of energy, having finally defeated Alduin and coming back home to a wonderful crowd who was proud and pleased to welcome her home. "I could tell! Oh, it is good to be home… So," She turned to them and placed both hands on her hips. "When do I start killing Imperials?"

Ulfric raised an eyebrow, although the corner of his mouth curved into a smile, as he walked past her to his throne. "So soon?"

"There's no time to waste, my Jarl. Every second counted if we want peace in Skyrim."

"And I don't disagree with you, Dragonborn," He sat down on his throne. "Are you sure you don't want to relax? You've been through a mighty journey."

She waved her hand once, indicating that this was no big issue. "I can relax when all of this is over. But seriously," And she was indeed serious. "I made a promise to you, Jarl Ulfric, and I intend to keep it. So please tell me: where do I start?"

"Well, if the savior of Skyrim insists," He smiled. "Talk to Galmar. You'll report to him from now on. He'll fill you in on all the details."

Galmar came up from behind her. "And we never got a chance to talk properly, Dragonborn," She turned to him. "I know what kind of fighter you are. I know that you can lose your temper easily."

"Guilty."

"But I need to see how much you can take," He said. "I have a little test for that."

"What kind of test?"

"I'm going to send you Serpentstone Island. If you survive, you pass. If you don't… well then…" The Nord felt like he did not have to continue.

"I see where this is going. But… 'Serpentstone Island'? I never really heard of it before."

"There's a strange rock formation on the island, built by the ancients. Something about that place attracts the Ice Wraiths. You kill an Ice Wraith out there, and I'll have all the proof I need about you, Dragonborn. Just… don't hurt yourself."

She gave a short laugh. "I kill dragons as a new hobby now. I think I can handle a little Ice Wraith. Well, then. I guess I'm off to Serpentstone Island."

"Excuse me, my lady," Jorleif walked up to her, from the Jarl's side with a folded letter in his hand. "But this came for you this morning."

"For me?" She accepted the letter, unfolded it, and read it rather quickly. With each word she read, her facial expression changed. She grew more concerned as she read the letter.

"Is there something wrong, Dragonborn?" Ulfric asked, noting her expressions.

"It's from a little girl in Solitude. She's requesting my help with some family issue," Kayleigh gave him the gist of it. "Her name is Svari, and by the looks of this, this girl is very worried for her mother."

"And she's requesting your help? You are definitely making a name for yourself, Dragonborn." He raised an eyebrow.

"Somehow, I don't think I should interfere in family matters, but, if she took the time to write me a letter…"

"Go," She looked at the Jarl. "You should never turn away when someone is requesting help. Go to Solitude, see what this young girl wants. Help her in any way you can. Then you can kill yourself an Ice Wraith." He smiled at her, as if it was a sign of approval.

She grinned at him. "If this is what my future King requests."