Hello, everyone! I'm sorry about this… late chapter. I was busy and working on last minute changes to Bloody Feathers, the book that pushes the relationship to where you warm up to the story more… well that was the point of it. I am typing out this from paper, which has been written at 1 Am. I uploaded this I say about 10:00pm? I don't know, but this is probably a bit... bad as writing goes. All I know is that I hope you enjoyed. This chapter is on Vilkas' POV. Yes, there is a twist. He likes Briony, but she doesn't feel the same.
This may be a very short chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Skyrim nor do I own the Assassin's Creed Series/Franchise.
Vilkas woke up at 5:00am. However, it was unlike his lazy nature. He usually was asleep until 11:00am. But, he was worried about Briony. She has been gone for countless weeks. He wrote her letters, but no reply. He sighed in worry. He wished she was there. She wanted Aela to watch the group while she was gone, but why not him? Too fiery she said. He stood up and walked down the hall to see Farkas and Aela talking. He turned away but was stopped by his brother's grip.
"You go a letter."
Vilkas' spirit picked up, a smile was about to burst but he managed to keep it to himself. "May I have it?"
Aela handed him the letter instead of his brother, and was happy to see that the front said:
To Vilkas
From Briony Kenway
He smiled in delight, and he couldn't hold it back. "Thank you." Vilkas said breathlessly. He took the letter and hurried to his room in what seemed to be a skip. As he left he heard Aela and Farkas burst out laughing. He opened the letter to see what it said.
Dear Vilkas,
I'm terribly sorry for not replying sooner, Riften is a busy place. I thought maybe you'd be wondering what business I am dealing with, since you are the nosy type. It is something classified, and I informed you earlier it has nothing to do with the Guild there, only a friend. He is in need of my services, and I may not be back for a long while. Don't come looking for me, it will only ruin the job. This is all you need to know, and I promise I will return. Tell the others I will be back, and hopefully Aela has done her part. Good luck with your missions, Vilkas. Noctournal guide you.
Yours Truly,
Briony Kenway
Confused upon what Noctournal guide you meant, he just placed the letter in his journal with a good mood. He was delighted to have her be coming home soon. Such great news. Who could this man be? Jealousy made his eyes narrow. And why so much time in Riften for this "service?"
He then heard loud knocking on his door. Before saying anything, Farkas and Aela stormed in. Smirks on their faces too. Vilkas frowned; he knew they were up to something.
"What do you want?" He asked them in irritation. Then he narrowed his eyes. "You read my letter, didn't you?"
Aela nodded. "Sorry, but you can't keep anything from us. Besides, it said her name on there. I thought it was a love letter. Thoughts have been answered."
Vilkas scowled. "There is nothing between me and Briony that include such things. Love letters, wow. You really need a hobby."
The insult didn't bother Aela, instead she was laughing. Farkas then smiled, "But you wish there was."
Vilkas sighed. "Is it that obvious?"
"Obvious enough for her to know. She knows, you should have been more careful. And she doesn't have an interest in you at all." Aela replied bitterly, returning to her normal self.
"How do you know?" Farkas asked her.
"I talk to her. We are sisters, not born together, but raised together." She answered. "In all means, Farkas, it means acting sisterly."
"Woman-to-woman, now I get it." He said in response.
Vilkas sighed. "So now no interest in me? Great."
"But she could be lying. She is the… private one." Aela added.
Vilkas shrugged. "Let's go get some mead. I am tired of talking about this."
The others nodded and walked into the dining room.
I hope you liked it. And the next chapter will resume with Brynjolf and Briony. :P