After a few days after the incident in the bar, The guards were finally ready to let the Stormcloak men leave their prisons and be free once more.
Following up with Mjorin, Mjorin had been taking it easy in Whiterun. Chopping logs for the general store and for the inn to come up with extra gold for the men to return home with. Mjorin and Valnessa had also spent more time together, She came out of her shell some more but still came off shy.
The two are in the marketplace looking at the goods in the stalls.
"So Valnessa.. I was told word that my men are aloud out of their cells and we can continue our trip to Windhelm."
"Oh.. So that means I won't see you around for awhile will I?" Valnessa frowned as she asked.
"Sadly not, but don't be sad about it. We come to Whiterun every so often, so it won't be that bad."
"Yeah.. I see.." Was all Valnessa had to say in return. The two walked up the large steps into the second part of Whiterun and walked across the small wooden bridge.
"I really do love this part of Whiterun…" Valnessa spoke up.
"I do too. Shows a lot about our-.. My Nordic past."
"I guess it does… It's also pretty."
"And that." Mjorin chuckled a bit and kept walking until they reached the barracks. The three Stormcloaks all sat outside, they looked terrible.
"While we're sleeping in nasty straw beds I bet Mjorin has been sleeping with that." Daryl said as the approached.
"I knew it would be you to say that, no you idiot. But we need to hurry up and get back."
"I was just messin' with ya." Daryl said as the all walked though the streets of Whiterun and out the front gates. Valnessa stayed quiet through the whole walk. Mjorin didn't expect her to talk with all the people around. Mjorin handed the carriage driver a pouch of gold and the men settled down in the passenger part. Mjorin walked Valnessa to the Khajiit camp.
"I guess this is goodbye then, Valnessa."
"Yeah-.. I guess it is. But I'll see you again sometime soon?"
"I'll try, you never know where the war will bring me. Could be Whiterun to Sovrngarde."
"That's promising. But I understand."
Valnessa smiled a little. Mjorin did the same.
"I hope I didn't worry you. So i'll see you soon."
Mjorin slowly turned around, the Khajiit were all asleep, no sight of Ra'Jarr and he thought he better let the cat sleep.
"Farwell Valnessa." He nodded and walked to the cart. Valnessa waved. "Goodbye Mjorin." She said. Mjorin hopped into the back of the cart where all his comrades sat. As he got in the cart started to move. One of the soldiers was already passed out in the cart.
"So Mjorin, who was that?" Daryl asked.
"Valnessa, she moved here from High Rock not too long ago."
"A Breton? eh, not that good of a catch."
"Shut up." Mjorin chuckled a little. "We've got a long trip ahead of us. Hopefully we don't run into any annoying problems. Like the Empire."
"If I see any sight of the Empire i'll take their heads off with my arrows. Tullius is lucky he hasn't came toe to toe with me."
"But bows aren't that great when you're toe to toe you need ran-."
"Shut up smart ass." Daryl quickly cut him off. The two laughed a little before they fell into silence.
The trip was long and cold, being Nords the cold didn't bother them too much but the horses didn't like it much, it took almost a week before they walked down the frozen bridge to the Windhelm gates. The group didn't hesitate to enter the city gates and head towards the keep.
"How it feels good to be back!" Daryl called out as they entered. Ulfric looked up from his throne and shook his head a little, the group approached.
"Jarl Ulfric, Our mission was a success." Daryl blurted.
"It's good to see you brought you shield brother back but that's not what I care about now. It's good to have you back Mjorin, your talents might be needed." Ulfric replied.
"I'll glad to take on any mission you ne-.."
"Jarl Ulfric!" A voice came shouting through the hall, a messenger ran up to the throne with an axe in his hand. "He didn't accept the axe, I'm sorry Ulf-.."
"Then I was wrong about him," Ulfric said seeing the axe. "Send the word. 'A new day is dawning and the sun rises over Whiterun.." Ulfric turned to Mjorin and his group.
"Make haste to our camp in Whiterun. I want you all on the front lines. You haven't failed me before and I don't suspect you will here. I need you there."
"Yes Jarl Ulfric." Mjorin replied.
"Then so it begins. fight well, or die well. Talos be with you."
Mjorin turned to Daryl and the walked to the gates while some other generals and soldiers were also getting ready to travel to Whiterun.
"And we're going straight back to Whiterun again in battle. Talos be damned." Daryl said.
"Aye.. But it's our call." Mjorin said before he was finally hit with the understanding of the task.
Mjorin quickly ran out of the city and headed for their cart and quickly got on, his soldiers followed shortly. "By Talos what's the rush?" Daryl asked.
Mjorin remained silent. 'Valnessa.. Please stay safe.' He thought to himself as they started their journey.