Skyrim. It was where she was raised. It was where she had learned what she believed in. It was where she had discovered the difference between right and wrong. It was the place that she had met her love. It was her home, and there was no way she was going to let some snobby elves steal it from her. Not while she still drew breath.
She had put her blood, her sweat, and plenty of her tears into this land and its people. She had sacrificed almost every waking moment to making her country into a better, more unified one. She had fought the Thalmor and their evil plots every step of the way, and she was not going to let them win now.
She had pushed herself to the very edge of her abilities and beyond to save her people and her land. It was everything that she stood for, the reason that she got up in the morning. It was the reason she was able to shrug off wounds and keep fighting. This was her home and her land. Any Thalmor who wanted to try and take it was welcome to meet their end at the tip of her ax.