Jester's ring on a Dark Hand

Hi guys hope you liked my little change there of Cicero finding out my OC is the Listener. OH! I almost forgot I don't own anything from Skyrim only me OC.

I stood there, the only thing that was standing between the paranoid Astrid and the overjoyed jester, who was chanting over and over in a sing-along voice.

"You are the Listener you are the Listener, oh the Night Mother has chosen well yes she did! Cicero has survived mother well yes he has!"

I rolled my eyes turning to Astrid to try and calm her down when Cicero wraps his arms around me and starts spinning and dancing around in a circle.

I still had the bouquet in my hand at the time, when he grabbed me my hand tightened around the stems which in turn caused the thorns of the roses to tare through the lien gloves that I had worn while out earlier, and into my skin.

As he kept spinning us around laughing the whole time in glee a thin circle made from the blood that was dripping down my hand, Astrid seemed not to even care the slightest that I as bleeding as she slashed through the air with her ebony blade causing Cicero to stop and look at her, his smile never leaving his face.

"Where are they you little fool?! Come out you cowards! Come out and show your traitors hides before I tare this room apart to find your miserable souls"

This only seemed to turn a light on in the jesters mind as he put me down at least and a good thing too!

I felt like I was going to be sick. I walked over to a chair and sat down with a groan trying to get both my stomach and head to stop aching, I could hear Cicero explain to Astrid that he was never speaking to anyone, but the Night Mother.

"Then why did I hear you yell and run in here with your dagger drawn? Hmm explain that to me Keeper, and why she is bleeding?"

Oh so know her choices to notice my hand is bleeding, I look down at my hand slowly uncurling my fingers, I wince at the pain a little blood begins to run more freely now that the thorns are removed from the holes.

I pull out the bouquet and place it on the table, blood was now dripping over the sides of my hand quickly making a little puddle.

I know I should have healed it right away, but no matter if it was my own or my fallen enemies blood I loved the color of it, I guesses that's why so many of my belonging are of the color blood red….the same as Cicero's hair.

"Cicero did not hurt sweet sister, No nononono Cicero would ever do a thing like that to the Listener! Cicero did not know it was sweet Listener Cicero that someone was defiling the Mother!"

I snap out of staring at the warm crimson liquid that gives me life, which carries the curse of the wolf, muttering a quick healing spell something flickers catching my attention from the corner of my eyes.

I turn my head to where Cicero had come from the other side of the room; Cicero's ebony dagger rest right where he dropped it, I looked up at him my silver blue eyes stair in to his topaz ones.

The jester isn't jumping around, not even laughing only staring. Then he is back to himself turning to Astrid with a crazed smile, white teeth flashing, and his canines almost as sharp in appears as Bennett's fangs.

"Cicero has found the Listener, yes Cicero has now we may go back to how thing were, how things should be. YES hahahahaha back to how it was and how is will be now."

Cicero turns to me again only to find that I am pushing my way past Astrid my head slightly bent glaring at the floor.

He grabs my elbow jerking me back around, I try to pull my arm free though even I remember that he is stronger than he looks, the look on his face changes from fear, worry, joy, confusion, and something else, noticed then that he has the blood stained bouquet in his other hand, letting go he smiles tossing the flower from hand to hand as if they were a fiery piece of coal.

"You almost forgot this Listener; your suitor would be displeased if you forgot theses."

His voice sounded like a mix of pain, fury, and disgust at the thought of someone giving me flowers.

"I have no suitor you fool, those were for you!"

I was about to turn when something of Cicero's appearance changed right then, I looked back at him my eyes growing wide, across the mad jesters face was…..a blush as bright as a fair maiden's virgin lips.

"You brought me flowers...But why?"

He head the flowers gentler now like a new father does to his new born child, touching the petals of a rose near the middle. The smile that now graced his lips was a softer, sweeter smile then what he would usually have on his face.

"Cicero told the Listener that Cicero like roses and nightshade, Listener…remembered?"

I glared at him now somewhat embraced that Astrid was witnessing all this and the rest just hurt that he thought I would forget.

"Yes though I don't know if I should have seeing as I was almost killed by the Keeper! Which by the Tenets that were made by the very Night Mother that you are sworn too protect and keep well taken care of as well the Listener! You almost killed me without seeking out the truth first!"

I growled receiving surprised looks from both of the Dark Hand assassins, Cicero stared at me wide eyed sweat starting to form a little on his exposed forehead.

"How did yo…."

"How did you know this Sister Wolf?"

Astrid being the rude bitch yet again, interrupted Cicero as he was about to ask the same thing, I turned glaring over my shoulder at them as I gave them their answer.

"The Listener 200 years ago that had saved the Night Mother from being destroyed by a traitor who had planned on revenging his long own dead mother was my ancestor!"

I stormed down the stairs ignoring the others as they tried to stop me to find out what was happening up there, I almost made it to the eating hall when Arnbjorn grabs me and yanks me around none too kindly.

"All right sister what in the Void is going on up there, tell me moon-born what all that shouting was about NOW!"

He growls hints of his werewolf blood showing it's self as his anger raise the longer I stayed silent, my own temper was fearsome as well now standing the same eye level as him more wolfish with each angered breath I took into me.

"I have nothing to say to you moon brother now leave me be or Astrid will become a widow before the night is through!"

My voice barely understandable to normal ears, but to Arnbjorn and Bennett it was clear as day, Astrid for once choice the perfect time to reappear and stop him. By the time she had calmed him down and was going to turn to me, I was already gone.

I lay there on my bed cloaked in the darkness hidden from everyone that was not willing to look close enough, I felt so stupid having not only reviled to Astrid, but Cicero that I was from the very blood line of the favorite Listener in the history of the Dark Hand.

I closed my eyes feeling tired from the whole ordeal; I was on the verge of being asleep when I felt the bed dip on either side of my head while another dip of added weight was between my legs I looked up only to see the outline of a person bending over me.

I already knew who it was, there was only one person in the whole sanctuary that wore a jester's hat and whose breath smelled of mint and sweet rolls.

"Cicero?"

For some reason I couldn't help, but to whisper his name like it was a secret prayer that not even the Nine were allowed to hear. I could almost see him smiling that predator smile of his eyes flashing knowing its prey at his mercy.

"Who else sweet Caroline hhmm? You left so suddenly before Cicero could thank Caroline for her gift, Cicero was surprised that Caroline knew that one tenet even more surprised was Cicero to hear you is from the same dark bloodline as the hero friend of the dead Marttian, hero to the Dark Brotherhood…..and Cicero."

I could feel him lean in more to me as he continued,

"Without her saving the Night Mother, the Dark Brotherhood and Dark Hand would be done for, coopt, finished, but the old Listener saved her and killed the defiler. Now that Cicero thinks about it in the last sanctuary Cicero and Mother called home held a portrait of the old Listener…..you look just like her"

I blushed then to know that the Dark Hand owed my ancestor and the Night Mother the future they have was a little embracing not to mention that I find out I look just like her. Then Cicero's lips are near my ear making me gasp as a shiver runs through me.

"Though Cicero knows a few things lovely Caroline does not know. Would Caroline like to know what Cicero knows? Hhmmm?"

I close my eyes once more and take a deep breath only to have his smell fill my whole entire being.

"Tell me Cicero what you know that I don't"

"First off Cicero knows sweet lovely Caroline doesn't know what it really means when the tenet says 'To serve the Listener more than, the Keeper does the Mother' it means sweet Caroline that Cicero is to bath you, undress and redress you, aid you all contract you take on, and whatever burdens you carry Cicero must carry as well curses and other wise. The un-child told Cicero that you are Dragonborn and that when you take from the dragon you add to your own life, so Cicero has a plan to stay by Caroline's side for as long as she lives. Cicero won't tell though don't want to ruin the surprise!"

He seems to searching my face in the dark with his eyes, he is quite for a while before his lips press agents the nock of my neck causing me to gasp and moan, attempting to move my arms I find he has them trapped, pinned to the bed as his lips move slowly back up to my ear leaving a trail of kisses and goose bumps in their wake.

"Cicero will do everything I am meant to do for his Listener, but also as your suitor, that's is right beautiful Caroline Cicero will sweep you off your feet, win you over and do all this and much more while doing Cicero's duties as Keeper of the Night Mother… and you"

He growls in my ear in a deep dreamy tone, ripping another moan from my lips causeing them to part, Cicero must have noticed even in the dark and dove for my lips claiming them in a hot and passionate kiss. I was right Cicero would be the death of me, but if I was going to the Void I couldn't care less as long he was the one doing it.

Hahahaha another cliff hanger I am so mean sometime: P.

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