Sorry for the late update, work, my other fic etc. I really hope you like this chapter. I decided it would be nice for Disa and Sapphire to have a heart to heart.

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The Demons of Our Past


Brynjolf had struggled to come to terms with Disa's decision. Although he had told her that she would have his support, he could not help but feel apprehensive at the thought. Yes, she would be able to fight and earn her freedom. But, what if the Stormcloaks were to lose their fight. What would happen to his precious child? What if Ulfric discovered her real identity? Would she meet the same end as her brother?

The more he thought about it, the more he would fret. Yes Disa had grown into a very skilled young woman. But, her safety had been entrusted to him. He did not want her to put herself at risk. He watched her from a distance. She and Sapphire were dancing together, happily catching up. She had grown up too fast. She had been home for little over a week, soon she would be setting off on her new adventure.

He had no illusions of her being a weak child. She was Dragonborn, she had killed one of the beasts just outside the Rift. He had rushed to save his girl, only to arrive in time to witness her finish off the beast. Just like always, it would be hard to let her go. But, if she could slay a dragon, she could definitely handle herself in the rebellion. He just wished she did not feel the need to prove herself.

He smiled as he watched his girl. She was so much like her uncle, the keen adventurer. Soon, she would be embarking on a new adventure. The other guild members had risen their glasses in her honour. She was their famous sister, they could not help but wish her the best on her endeavors.

Suddenly, she jumped up onto the Ragged Flagon's bar, dragging poor Sapphire with her.

"My brother's and sisters," she smiled at Brynjolf "and my beloved father; I am deeply moved that you all gathered here to wish me farewell. I love you all, very dearly and will miss you all."

She pulled Sapphire into a tight hug, then parted from her and raised her tankard.

"Mercer has permitted Sapphire to join me, apparently to keep me out of trouble."

The thieves laughed jovially, knowing that trouble seemed to be Disa's middle name.

"Aye," yelled Sapphire "an unpleasant job, but someone has to do it."

Brynjolf moved to the bar, and helped Disa down. She swung her arms around him and hugged him tightly.

"Be careful lass, keep each other safe."

"I will Father."

She kissed his cheek softly, and said her goodbyes to the people she called family.

Finally, once they had bade everyone farewell, she and Sapphire set off on their new adventure.


He knew it was a dream, as it always was. But, as always he would wish to stay here. His beautiful bride greeted him. There was just something unreal and eerie about her. Her face, somewhat luminous, had a pale tone to it. The eyes were a piercingly sharp shade of blue. Her eyebrows over the curve before dispersing onto the bridge of her delicate nose. Plump, her lips had the strangest curl to them, as though begging him to kiss them. This enchanting face framed by the silken brown locks falling to her hips. Nobody on Nim could compare to this ethereal beauty that stood before him.

He reached out for her, eager to hold her in his arms, to become one with her. She needed no persuasion. She was his. Maybe not out there, in the real world, but here, where it mattered she belonged to him. He kissed her deeply, such passion needing to be released. His kiss was rough, desperate. He needed to feel her again.

Roughly, he pushed her against the wall, his lips not breaking contact, his tongue claiming hers. She pulled at his pants, eager to free him from them. In turn he raised her gown, revealing her wetness.He was not gentle, removing her clothes. He tore at them, keen to get to the beautiful goddess underneath. He freed himself from the rest of his garments, desperate for her complete touch. She truly was a gift of the Divines. His hand strayed between her legs, his fingers searching for her sensitive bud. She gasped as he found his treasure, his finger rubbing the beautiful velvet. He did not allow her to reach a climax this time. She was always ready for him, and he needed to feel her wetness around him. He thrust himself inside her. She felt amazing. She gasped and moaned in his arms whilst he pinned her to the wall. He needed her, he wanted her. This was not the time for gentle love-making. His day in his waking life had been so very tiring. He missed her in his waking moments.

He thrust into her, deeper, harder. It was almost as if he expected her to fade in his arms. Like she had done so many times before. Her moans grew louder, he could feel her wetness tightening around his throbbing need. He drove on, enjoying the way she squirmed in his arms as she reached the peak of her climax. He followed her, calling her name as his seed filled her.

He looked at his wanton, dream bride as he lowered her to the ground.

"I love you" he whispered against her lips.

"And I love you, Ulfric" she whispered in reply.

He frowned as he pulled away from her.

"What's wrong my love?" she asked reaching for him.

"I know I will awaken, then you will be gone."

"I am in your heart, I will never be gone."

He placed his hand lovingly on her face.

"One day, my love, I will find you. Then this dream will become real."

She smiled sadly as she placed a chaste kiss on his lips.

Ulfric awoke, once again, in his damp small-clothes. The dream was different yet always the same. He would be greeted by his dream bride, he would make love to her, then he would awaken in an embarrassing state. He climbed out of his bed, wrapping himself in his furs. He walked over to the window and gazed out at the darkness and watched the stars.

He wanted to wake next to his love, in the flesh. People of his court were already gossiping about his disinterest in the women that swooned over him. They could not believe that their lustful lord was no longer interested in carnal pleasure. He smiled at the thought. Was it really impossible for people to believe that he had discovered more to life than casual sex. He wanted the companionship that love could offer. He did not want vast casual encounters, he wanted to make love to the one woman who held his heart.

"I know you are out there" He said softly to the stars "I will find you, I swear to Talos my love, I will find you."


"So where are we going?" Sapphire was nervous about traveling in the dark.

Her dark past still haunted her. However, riding with the Dragonborn provided great comfort.

"Whiterun, I thought I told you?"

"I figured you were trying to get a rise out of Brynjolf. Being his precious little girl and all."

Disa chuckled.

"It certainly got a rise, but I was serious."

"Are you planning on dragging me into the rebellion?"

"Sister, I have no intention of dragging you into my fight."

They dismounted their horses and made camp. Disa lit the fire as Sapphire settled the horses. It was a cold night, and once they had both erected their tent, they sat and ate some of their provisions.

"Why do I get the feeling that this fight of yours is personal?"

Disa smiled sadly. "Because it is."

"Want to talk about it?"

"Sister, talking about it will not change the past."

Sapphire watched Disa for a short time. She knew very little about her companion's past, just as Disa knew nothing about her's. They were as close as sisters; and yet they had so many secrets between them. She wanted to comfort her, but she knew, to do that she would have to share her own demons.

"I was a young girl, barely out of her teens... living on a pig farm in the middle of nowhere. Didn't have a coin to spend between our entire family. Ate the same slop we fed our livestock."

Disa looked at Sapphire, she could not help but feel sympathy at her unexpected revelation. She grabbed her hand and squeezed it, softly.

"Sapphire, how terrible that must have been."

"Oh, wait... it gets much better. How about the fact that our farm was attacked by bandits, and that they killed my entire family who didn't even brandish a weapon against them. Here's the best part. They took me as a prize, and violated me for a fortnight. Tossed me from bandit to bandit like... like..."

She glanced at Disa, whose sympathy had morphed into pure horror. Tears forming in her bright blue eyes. Suddenly she pulled Sapphire into a tight embrace.

"By the Divines, Sister. I am so very sorry."

"It's fine... I had to tell someone I suppose. Carrying around a weight like that... it hurts after a while. Cuts you inside like a dagger to the heart. Over time, I managed to gain their confidence. Then one night I grabbed a knife, waited until they fell asleep and cut their throats. I never returned to that pig farm you know. There's nothing for me there. So that's my sad story. What do you think?"

She pulled away from Disa, wiping away her Sister's tears.

"I think my past was not as terrible as I had once believed."

"Talk to me, Sister." Sapphire implored.

Disa smiled at her. It couldn't hurt to share her story, not all of it.

"My story starts differently. I had a privileged start to life. Youngest child to a very powerful and influential family in Solitude."

"You poor thing." Sapphire smiled sarcastically, causing Disa to smile in return.

"It sounds better than it is. The day I was born, my father announced my engagement to a member of the Emperor's family. The union would strengthen my father's influence. Mother was very unhappy. I was her only daughter and she did not like the idea of me being shipped to the Empire as a child bride."

"How old were you, when you were to get married?"

"Seven."

"Seven? That's so young."

"I was a noble daughter. My duty was to get married and have children."

"At seven?"

"I would have to serve my husband, yes." Disa sounded disgusted at herself.

"That's..."

"The night before my marriage, my mother arranged to have me taken away. She saved me, entrusting my care to a friend of her brother, my uncle. I had no idea how he got into my room, but when he took me in his arms, I knew I was safe. The night I said goodbye to my mother, I turned my back on my family and I never looked back at my previous life. The man who took me away was more of a father to me than my own had ever been."

"Brynjolf?"

Disa nodded.

"What happened to your family?"

"The Guild is my family."

It was Sapphire's turn to comfort. She could see that Disa was upset, even if she denied it.

"So why join the Stormcloaks?"

"Because, until the Thalmor leave, I will never be free of my past."

She looked up at the sky.

"We should get some sleep, Sister."

They both settled into their tent, but, neither slept well, each of their stories horrified the other. Disa was mortified at the horrors her sister had suffered. Sapphire saddened that Disa was, very clearly, a prisoner of her own past.