When Miola and her mother reached their cabin near the lake they spoke;
"Mother I can't thank you enough." Miola spoke as she took off her bonnet. Her mother sighed and started making dinner, her mother came close yelling but she knew how stressful it is for her dear Miola. Her mother just having been a blooded vampire and her father being a khajiit made Miola's eyes identifiable anywhere, plus the fact she had a tail and a cute of cat ears. Her features often showed through, Miola trained herself to be addicted to hunting the many beast of Skyrim.
Their house was a mansion compared to most, they had about seven bedrooms and countless areas, and if you weren't careful you could get lost. Miola knew every corner and all the secrets of the house, there were torcher chambers filled with people and blood which quite often Miola would visit so she would have people to talk to. There were servants but they were thralls making it almost impossible to keep a conversation with them. It was hard living in the middle of the forest, almost nobody to play with other than the occasional spirits; Hircine was often kind enough to play with Miola. He often tempted her to kill hunters but she refused; but you could almost always find her in the flower patch though.
The next Miola wondered back to the field covered in flowers, she knew Hircine needed a new crown; even though he didn't like them. This time Miola didn't wear her bonnet so she could hear everything and she knew a pair of eyes were staring her flickering ears, Miola sighed.
"Whoever is behind the oak come out now!" She commanded while still weaved the flowers into a crown. Footsteps came near her and then stopped behind her; Miola didn't even bother looking at the person.
"You have cat ears and a tail!" The voice exclaimed.
"Yeah and? Stare all you want because I know I'm a freak!" She cried in anger. The person sat next to her, then looked at her.
"I just… wanted to say thanks." He whispered. Miola looked him in the eyes to see the boy she met before.
"So are you here to harass me?!" Miola spoke violently trying to hold back tears.
"Oh by the nine, no I just figured you want someone to hang out with." He giggled trying to lighten her up. She looked at him with tears welling up in her eyes; she had never seen compassion like that before. He pick out a crimson yellow flower and started weaving it into a crown, her smiled then put it on her head.
"You're going to be my queen, you know?" He smiled. She couldn't help but smile too. He continued "My name is Celann, and you are?"
"Miola…" She mumbled while weaving the flowers faster.
"Well Miola, you have very eccentric eyes; may I ask where you inherited them from?" He asked politely but still insinuated that she was vampire kin.
"I am honest, I have a khajiit father and a vampire mother; Henceforth I have red yellow eyes." She sighed hoping he wouldn't catch the last part.
"I knew it, but I know you have self-control. You could sense it; hopefully I'll never have to hunt you." He tried keeping a light hearted smile but he knew it wasn't working for her.
"Well my prince, it's almost nightfall." She smiled looking him dead in the eye as she put a flower crown on his before vanishing into the shadows. He stood there awestruck by her stare; his heart beat excessively.