School's starting tomorrow but I will try to keep writing.

Rayns sleep was quite peaceful and long, after 9 blissful hours of deep, warm sleep she woke up. She opened her eyes to bright, warm sunlight filling the room, the russet brown curtains had been opened by the blacksmith probably.

She arose from the bed and smiled as it looked like it was going to be a pleasant day. She walked across the room and pulled on her tunic and pants, made the bed and opened the window.

Walking down the stairs she noticed her armour was still at the bottom of the stairs and it looked new! The tattered leather had been replaced with tough reinforced leather and it had been polished, there was also iron nodules along the collarbone of the armour. It looked very impressive and expensive.

Rayn walked into the kitchen to find both the old Blacksmith and his nephew Hadvar talking quietly amongst themselves, Hadvar had his usual calm yet sullen expression to his face while the man looked pleased.

"Oh, Rayn, you're awake" The man said with a warm smile.

Rayn's eyes shifted to Hadvar, he looked like a dark haired angel in the sunlight. She realised that all she was wearing was a dirty tunic and pants and her hair was thrown into a messy bun. She looked awful infront of him. Not that she cared...

"Hello again, Rayn" Hadvar said with a slight smile to his lips.

Rayn blushed slightly "Hi." she said awkwardly.

"My wife is making some bread and stew if you would like some." The blacksmith said gesturing towards a white haired woman stirring a big pot infront of the fire.

Rayn shook her head "Oh, no thank you I'm not hungry." she said with a smile.

"Nonsense, you haven't eaten since yesterday morning and that was just a loaf of bread" Hadvar said "eat some."

"No, really. I'm fine."

The two men exchanged looks and looked back at Rayn "Fine. But bring some when we depart for Whiterun." Hadvar said.

"Okay, when are we going?"

"In an hour or so."

Rayn nodded and walked over to the fire sitting on the stool beside it. The older woman looked up from the pot and smiled. She had short white hair that just reached her shoulders, its wispy ends shot out in all directions, she had a pale, wrinkly complexion with peircing blue eyes "Hello, Rayn I'm Elinor, Uriel's wife." The woman said with a welcoming tone.

'How very Imperial.' Rayn thought.

"Hello, nice to meet you." Rayn said back returning the smile.

"Oh dear, your hair. Its a mess. Let me get my comb." Elinor said and stood up walking over to a cupboard taking out a pink jeweled comb.

"Wow, it's lovely" Rayn commented looking at the comb as Elinor began to detangle Rayn's hair.

"Thank you. It's an heirloom" Elinor said "your hair is so healthy. It's like a delicious peice of Imperial City's finest chocolate ."

Rayn blushed slightly "thank you." she said. She couldn't believe it that Imperials- who according to her parents were 'beasts' and 'murderers' were actually very loving.

Once Rayn's hair had been turned from an insane mass of brown to a long, lucious waterfall of 'Imperial Citie's finest chocolate' hair, she turned to Hadvar.

"Ready to go?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Oh, you can keep the armour. I fixed it up for you." Uriel said and handed it to her.

"Really?" She asked smiling happily.

He nodded "Yes."

"Thank you, Uriel. For letting me stay and doing this for me."

Once Rayn had put on her armour and taken some bread her and Hadvar said their goodbye's to Uriel and Elinor "you can stay here anytime you come back to Riverwood, Rayn. Take care." Uriel said.

Once they were both past Riverwood gates and on their way to Whiterun, they noticed Ralof storming down the path and a girl tagging along.

"You again!" He shouted "I thought you were going back to kiss Tuliuses ass!"

"No, we're going to Whiterun actually. The Jarl requested Rayn personally."

"You're not leaving with her again! Ulfric wants to see her."

"I'm sorry Ralof. Business awaits us. Go play with your sister again."

Ralof's face turned red and grabbed his sisters hand who was staring at Hadvar and stalked back to Riverwood.

"How are you so calm?" Rayn asked once he was gone.

"I learned to be calm in all situations. It's better to be civil than to start bashing his skull in. Believe it or not Imperials are actually very civil."

"Wow, first kind Imperial elders and now this."

Hadvar smirked "You learn alot of things when you just listen."

They traveled the short distance to Whiterun in an hour. Before Rayn knew it she could see the high city between the trees.

"What does the Jarl want?" Rayn asked once they passed the city gates.

"To speak to you. He needs information on the dragon."

"But I know nothing more than you do. I just saw it."

"I know."