Jester's ring on a Dark Hand

Ok I going to say it again I don't own anything from Skyrim only my OC. Ok so for those who might be a little confused about the whole Dark Hand name thing let me explain, ok so in a previses chapter I had them call her Ebony, then Cicero calls her Wolf, it's like this her first name in the Dark Hand is Ebony and her last name in the Dark Hand is Wolf so its Ebony Wolf, but outside the Dark hand her real name is Caroline Rose.

The smell of the fresh mountain air seemed to help clear my head; I was still very confused on what Cicero had meant when he replayed to my question on the meaning of 'It's a good place to start'?

"What did he mean the hunt for my heart? Cant that man ever gives a straight answer?"

I had asked myself out loud as I hunted ingredients for Bennett, since being a vampire she couldn't hunt for the ingredients herself.

That only were visible during the day, don't get me wrong picking herbs can have its risk, but can still be so relaxing. The thing was my mind was still on Cicero.

It has been almost a month since that evening when Cicero had me pressed agents the cold stone wall, feeling the hard surface dig into my back through the thin layer of my night tunic I had been wearing.

The closeness of his body feeling the heat that seeped through his jester outfit seeming to make the feeling of the cold wall disappear, the smell of mint on his breath as he hovered his lips so close to my own.

I could still feel his slightly chapped lips brushing agents mine, how they sent shivers down my spine.

I shack my head to try and clear it, I turn my eyes to the sky as if looking for guidance from the Nine, but I know they might not be kind to me. I pull my cloak tighter around me as the wind picks up a little.

I keep moving on feeling the branches of knee high bushes tug at my cotton pants tucked into my mid-calf boots, as I walked through the brush picking every herd or what the little un-child could use until I came on to a small meadow patch.

In circling it were at least forty mountain rose bushes, then bushes of Nightshade, Dragon's tongue and both blue and red mountain wild flowers.

I felt a warm feeling bloom then turn into a blaze as a thought came to my head.

Why not bring some of these flowers back for Cicero… and the Night Mother of course, as well to make more bath oils. Yes that's it!

It's not like I have a crush on Cicero. No really I don't! Great now I'm agreeing with myself. I mentally face palm myself, I walk into the meadow and make quick work in gathering up the flowers, and Bennett can use some to make poisons too.

I quickly enter the sanctuary just as it started to rain, rain here in his high of plane was like ice needles falling down on you and no one ever wanted to be caught out in rain like that!

I look to my right and notice that Astrid's door is closed, must behaving alone time with her werewolf husband.

Which I was most likely right since I didn't see him at the forge or in the eating hall; I hung up my cloak near the fire so it could dry faster before heading over to the small table that the vampire child seat tossing meat to the pet spider below.

"Keep feeding her like that and she will be too fat for her own webs to hold her up"

I chuckled as I placed the basket on the table watching her face brighten at the sight of the almost over flooding basket, to laughing at my weak attempt at a joke.

"Sister Wolf you really should leave the joke making to our mad jester"

I simply shrugged while hiding the rest of the flowers, my first trip was to my room and put what I had need for the bathing oils away, making sure to not ruin any of the petals.

I had decided that I would make two bouquets one I tied up with black frilly lace for the Night Mother, then for Cicero's I used a stripped ribbon of red and black.

Making my way to Cicero's and the Night Mother's chambers, was well…..a little nerve wracking, I had never and I mean never done anything like this for anyone before!

What if he laughed in my face and not the nice laugh? What if he…well with Cicero it was hard to think about what he might do.

Standing outside his door felt like I was standing up agents a dragon with nothing, but a dagger in my hand.

I knocked on the door, no responds, so I did it a few more times. Still nothing, I put my ear to the door and can hear nothing in there.

'He must be in his personal room'

I thought so I opened the door and saw no one in the Night Mothers room. I walked over to her and knelt down on my knees taking the flowers for her and placed them at the foot of her iron coffin.

"Sweet Mother Sweet Mother I have come baring these flower for you, I hope I have chosen well for only the loveliest of flowers I offer to the bride of our dread father"

As I stood about to turn to find Cicero, my body froze on me again. My eyes fluttered shut as the memorizing voice filled my head again, by this time I didn't know Cicero had come hopping back in to this same room after having gone to see if I had returned.

He stood there for the first time since he came there un-moving and not speaking a word.

"I thank you my dear child, they are as lovely as the ones your ancestor would bring me every time she would arrive to listen for the contracts…yes my child I know who you really are. I know of your bloodline, how my favorite listener's blood runs through your veins. You will be my chosen one. You will be my new listener! Tell sweet servant Cicero that I do approves and bless, but first speak these words'

I waited my heart beating wildly in my chest, my hands becoming so sweaty that I almost drop the flowers for Cicero.

"Tell him this: 'Darkness raises when silence dies' do this and he will know what they mean the binding words that he has been waiting to hear for many years"

I open my eyes feeling a little light headed, but quickly shack it off as I turn to look at the Night Mother's coffin.

"What do you tell him 'Darkness rises when silence dies' what does that even mean Night Mother?"

"She spoke those words to you 'Darkness rises when silence dies?' But those are the binding words in the Keeper Tomes! Those are the binding words that would let poor sweet Cicero know she had chosen a Listener. And she chooses you? That means? WHA HOO Hahahahaha hohohohohoho hehehehehehe our lady has returned everything will be turned back right everything turned a new now that the Night Mother has chosen you!"

He quickly pulled me to him and started dancing me about, I kept up easily with him, till Astrid came barging in, glaring daggers.

"Alright traitor come out I know you are in here, come out and show your coward hide!"

Cliffhanger! _ Please don't hurt me, I'm a little well ok a lot tired and I want to leave you guys hanging a like many people have done to me in their stories not fun is it?! Well I'll have the next chapter up soon ok bye keep up the nice reviews love making new friends!