The steps echoed quietly as the nord moved along the dark passage, up the stairs. The torchlight slowly filled her vision when she stepped into the large stone hall. Her eyes scanned the large hall, looking for one of the few lifeforms within. She took several steps into the hall, still glancing around. Her eyes fell for a few moments on Alduin's Wall. She walked up the few steps and placed a hand on the wall. Looking up at the carved image of Alduin.

"The world owes you." Came the old worn voice of Esbern. Evry gasped and glanced back at the old man. She hadn't heard him walk over. Her eyes followed him as he walked over next to her. "I truely thought this was the end of our times." He said quietly, now looking up at the image she'd been looking at before he came. He looked down at her with his tired eyes. "Have you made your decision?"

"Well..." Evry looked down, frowning just a little. "While the blades have helped me. Paarthurnax and the Greybeards have as well. Without Paarthurnax defeating Alduin wouldn't have been possible." She bit her lip, trying to choose her words in a way that wouldn't upset the old blade. "Paarthurnax didn't ask me to kill you, even though a dragon and dragon hunter are sworn enemies. He is my friend, Just like Odahviing is. Being ungrateful would be an understatement if I killed them, just because of what they are." She looked back up at Esbern, her face set with her decision. "I won't kill Paarthurnax. I feel that the has more than paid for his past crimes."

Esbern slowly nodded. When she worded it in that way, he could understand her hesitance. The dragon, Odahviing, not so much. He was only named so that the dragonborn could find Alduin. And the dragon was on Alduin's right hand. While Paarthurnax's position made a little more sense, as much as Esbern didn't agree with it. He didn't see it with Odahviing, that dragon, like all dragons could turn against the dragonborn quickly. But he was tired. And too old to fight the subject much.

"I see. If that is how you feel, then so be it." He nodded again, watching the dragonborn for several long moments. "I believe you realize you cannot be a Blade. But perhaps that is not in your path." He said, apologetic note to his voice, with a hint of sorrow. He enjoyed her happy company, and if this was her choice, she couldn't stay.

"I know. And I understand." Every replied, smiling lightly at the old man, "Thank you for all your help. I couldn't have defeated Alduin without you." She reached out and touched his arm, still smiling lightly. "I hope we can speak again." At his nod and small smile, she turned and left.

Esbern watched her retreating form, then turned to the stairs leading to the sleeping quarters, when a voice came from behind a pillar, "Damn. She was probably our only chance to get the dragon." Delphine stepped out into the large hall. "Now we'll never have a chance to kill it unless another dragonborn comes along."

Esbern held up and hand to cut her off. "That may be so. But it is also possible that she is right about the dragons. I don't see it, as you don't see it. However, she has spent more time with them. So we will deal with them should her prediction of them turn false. Until then, we will hunt the dragons we can reach." He said quietly, trying to calm the rage that had already formed on Delphine's face.

She shook her head, frown long set in place, "No, I do not accept that! Those dragon's she protects helped Alduin! They deserve their death, and I will find a way to make sure that will happen!" She turned back and stormed up the stairs, to the doors leading outside. Leaving Esbern alone, sighing sadly. During the Great War, he felt the rage. But now he was too tired, and partially wished Delphine would tired of it as well.

XxX

Odahviing and Folooksahlok soared through the air. Both had snatched up a few goats, and carried them away as the Farmer screamed after them. The guards launched a few arrows at the airborn dragons. Though the two weren't interested in slaughtering the Jul down below. The two aimed for an easy meal, and had found it in the small farmer town.

The two flew higher, aiming for the rocky mountains so that they may enjoy their meal peacefully. They landed on a cliff overlooking a road far below them. Folooksahlok looked down at the few carcasses he's aquired, then dipped his head and pulled at the flesh to get to the meat. Odahviing cast his eyes down to the road, where a few travelers made their way, unbeknownst to them that a few dov rested high above them.

"Ah, Wah Bo Faal Lok Se Keizaal" Folooksahlok declared shaking Odahviing from his almost trance. The ancient dragon dipped his head to the side questioningly. Odahviing had always been one to entertain his thoughts more than other dov. It always made Folooksahlok wonder just what his friend was thinking.

"Krosis." Odahviing said, shaking his head slightly before digging into his own meal. His mind was to Alduin, and how different things would be if Alduin had been the one to return. Odahviing would probably be dead for his treachery, along with a few others who doubted Alduin's rule. They were thoughts he didn't need to entertain, as that hadn't have been the outcome. But during the time the Dovahkiin was in Soverngarde Odahviing had sat, worried at the Throat of the World, worried for his own safety. And strangely, worried for the small dovahkiin. She'd shown that she was willing to trust him, where Alduin more than likely wouldn't, as well as any other Jul.

Once he discarded the bones of his meal to the side, he looked back down the cliffside to the road below. Then when he saw a particular traveler, he murmured, "Dovahkiin." Which caught the interest of his companion who looked down the cliffiside as well. The two slid from their perch and glided down to the road.

XxX

Evry gasped and jumped from her horse at the sound of the large creature dropping to the ground behind her. She turned, weapon ready. But lowered then when she recognized one of the dragons. She smiled lightly, "Drem Yol Lok Odahviing." She said, sheathing her weapon. While the strange dragon did concern her, she trusted that Odahviing wouldn't let anything bad happen to her.

"Drem Yol Lok Dovahkiin." Odahviing said, bowing his head down to her. The ancient dragon next to her bowed his head as well. "Drem Yol Lok Dovahkiin, I am Folooksahlok." The dragon introduced himself, head still bowed. Evry nodded to the dragon, and smiled to him.

Odahviing stepped forward, his long body loosely wrapping around the small dovahiin. "Folooksahlok Los Dii Fahdon." At Evry's blank look up to him, he sighed, "Krosis, I forget you do not speak our tongue, again. Folooksahlok is my friend." He extended his wing to gesture towards the ancient dragon.

A look of awe and understanding dawned on Evry's face and she turned to face Folooksahlok again, smiling to him, "Drem Yol Lok Folooksahlok." She offered in greeting at last. Causing the ancient dragon to raise his head to finally look at her. He had to admit to himself that he was glad she didn't see him as a threat. As she'd managed to defeat Alduin, she would be able to defeat him as well, easily.

Evry then turned to look up at Odahviing. "The Blades wanted me to kill you and Paarthurnax." She said apologetically. She felt he should know. Since the Greybeards knew that she'd worked with the Blades. They would probably have expected the Blades to request such from her.

Odahviing nodded red scales glinting in the light as he moved. He was confident that she wouldn't, but he would ask, just to make sure. "And your choice was?" He asked, though the confidence in her answer was in his voice. She wouldn't have sheathed her weapon when she saw him if she decided to follow the Blades.

Evry shook her head, smile still on her face, aimed at Odahviing. "I choose to not kill you and Paarthurnax. You are my friends, and both helped me defeat Alduin. Without either of you, I couldn't have defeated him."

The red dragon nodded down at the small nord, "We shall let you return to your travel." He said before taking a step away. Though Evry's horse was now gone. It had ran away in panic when Evry jumped off it. She looked around, not seeing the horse, then sighed. It was a long walk back home. Odahviing noticed and nudged her side with his snout, "Dreh Dovahkiin Laan Ahmik?"

Evry first looked down at him questioningly, but remembered that he'd asked that before. Not too long ago. And if her memory was correct, she nodded and when his neck was the right height, she climbed on and held onto his horns. Then he and Falooksahlok took to the air.

Thank you for reading. As I said before, this one will not be dropped, just updated less frequently.

Jul - human/man/mankind

Wah Bo Faal Lok Se Keizaal - To fly the sky of Skyrim

Folooksahlok Los Dii Fahdon - Folooksahlok is mine(meant as my) friend

Dreh Dovahkiin Laan Ahmik - Does dragonborn want service? (I used that one in ch. 1)