It was early in the evening and the wind was chilly, even though it was cold he still welcomed it. He was on a horse that the Stormcloaks gave him. 'Finally.' He made it to the path that led to his family home. Just a few miles away from Ivarstead. Go straight for about a mile and than turn right and go a little further. He would never forget it, he would never forget what it looked like or how it felt. The fresh smell of the open woods was sweet and refreshing.
As he got closer to his destination more butterflies appeared in his stomach, the more he grew excited. He couldn't wait to see his family again, he wondered many times if his wife was with a new a man. He would understand if she was, he had been gone for years. But what about his little girl, she'd be a grown woman by now. Was she married to some farmer? fisherman? or maybe she was with a warrior like himself. Maybe he had grand kids by now, the thought of it made him smile.
His heart jumped as he saw the two trees that were separated, just behind them was his home. His family. He just couldn't get there fast enough. Once the horse reached the trees and walked past them, his smile turned into a frown, his heart dropped and his stomach immediately ached. He stopped the horse and slowly got off of it. He took a few steps, his jaw slowly dropped. No this can't be. His wife. His daughter. His home. It was all gone. Barely anything was left. It was all in ruins.
He looked around at the old burnt down buildings, he looked for the barn he used to spend so much of his time in but it wasn't even there anymore, it must of been burnt down. He slowly fell to his knees as tears began to weld in his eyes. 'This..' The tears slowly rolled down his face and into his beard. He looked around some more and something caught his eye. A trail, an old trail that was barely visible probably because of the weather over the years. He slowly got up off of the ground and began to follow it.
The path led around burnt ruins that looked like his old house. He reached the end of it and once he did he felt his heart ache. It led to a grave. A large stone was placed above it and it had words inscribed in it but they were worn away. The only word he could make out was his wifes name. He bent down in front of the stone and placed his hand on it. "Oh Helen..." He whispered with more tears running down his cheek.
He sat there for a moment just staring at the stone but than he quickly perked up looking around. There was only one. He stood up and looked around more to be sure. Maybe his daughter survived, maybe she was still alive. The thought of it gave him a flicker of hope. He looked back down at the stone. "I'm going to find our daughter Helen. I promise." He placed his hand on top of the stone staring at it for a moment longer and than turned around walking away. He had no idea where to start, he had no idea if she was even alive. But he would never stop looking till he found her. He climbed back up on his horse and rode off away from his old farm.
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It took them almost a week to get back, the hole way there Vilkas and June barely said a word to each other. Vilkas felt guilty for what he almost did behind Camilla's back but if she gave him the chance to do it again he would. The cart came to a slow stop at the stables outside of Whitefun. "Finally." Seradia said with a smile. She got up and jumped down fromt he carriage with June following right behind her. Farkas and Vilkas waited and than they hopped down.
"So how many jobs do you think came for us while we were gone?" Farkas asked his brother. "Hard to say." Vilkas said with a sigh. Farkas looked at him and examined his face, Vilkas had his eyes on June. It looked like he had a thousand things on his mind. 'Dammit, I thought I was past this..' He felt foolish and pathetic. He felt pathetic for being hungover June again. It was clear to him that she didn't return his feelings. She showed him that the other night.
They walked into Whiterun, it was mid afternoon and the streets were full of people. Most of them the usual citizens but some of them looked like travelers. They all looked a bit surprised but than just went on their own way down to the Marketplace. As they walked by the many stalls Seradia slowed down behind them to look at some of the new things that they had. She looked around carefully and something glowing caught her eye.
She turned her head towards the jewelry stand that was ran by Eorlund Gray-Mane's wife. Seradia slowly walked to the stand and her eyes were instantly glued to a new necklace that she had out. It had a silver chain and the gem was a large emerald. It was beautiful and green was one of her favorite colors. Eorlund's wife smiled as she saw the young woman eyeing it. "Beautiful isn't it?" She asked leaning forward on her stand.
Seradia quickly looked up at her and blushed a bit embarrassed. "Yes." She replied with a smile. She wanted it but she knew she didn't need it and she probably couldn't afford it. "Hey!" She jumped from the sudden voice that appeared behind her. She quickly turned around and saw that it was the man that she threw tomatoes at a long while ago. "I've been looking for you bitch." The man glared at her deeply. He tried to intimidate her but it wasn't working, it was just one man.
So she thought, her eyes moved behind him and saw at least five more rough looking men walked up and were grinning at her with disgusting looks on their faces. "My boys and I want to teach you a lesson, but..I think we should have some fun first." The mans eyes trailed her body, they filled with lust and want. He slowly licked his lips. Seradia clenched her jaw as she tried thinking some thing she could do. She looked to the side and saw that the others were already gone. 'Great..' She frowned.
The mans hand quickly grabbed her wrists tightly and pulled her close to him. She winced in pain and tried to get away from him but his grip only tightened. "How bout we find some place more private." He grinned. "That's enough!" Eorlund's wife Fralia stepped forward. "Get back hag." One of his friends pushed her down to the ground. "Mother!" Her daughter had walked out of the Inn just in time and she ran to her helping her sit up from the ground. "You want some too!?" The man glared but also grinned at the attractive young Nord women.
That was it. The moment Fralia fell to the ground was when Seradia had enough. "Let go." She demanded. "Or what?" The man laughed. Seradia glared at him. "Let go." She asked again but it was the last time. "Why don't you make me." He pulled her closer to him. Seradia glared at him more but than a smile appeared on her face and lightening exploded from her hands. The lightening sent the man flying back and hitting one of his friends making them both hit the ground hard.
Vilkas, Farkas, and June were walking up the steps to Jorrvaskr till they heard a crash and loud yelling coming from the Marketplace. They all jumped and looked at each other. They than looked behind them seeing Seradia was not there. June's eyes widened and she quickly ran past them both and back towards the Marketplace, Farkas was right behind her. They stopped at the top of the stairs and saw what was going on.
Only two of the mans friends were standing and they were going right for her with their swords. Farkas recognized one of them, he was knocked out from being electrocuted and his friend was stuck under his heavy body. He looked at another one on the ground and he had an ice spike sticking out of his leg. He was yelling in pain. One of their swords managed to hit Seradia's leg causing her to fall to the ground. "Ah!" She yelled in pain as it cut her deep.
She tried to ignore it and crawl away from them. "Got you now bitch!" One of the yelled as they both charged for her. She quickly grabbed one of the swords that fell to the ground, before they could hit her with their blades she quickly turned around holding up her blade blocking their attacks. Since she wasn't used to sword fighting their hits against her sword made her arms hurt.
Farkas, June, and Vilkas quickly ran down the stairs towards her. Before the two men could swing any more at her Vilkas and Farkas quickly came up behind them grabbing them and throwing them to the ground. June ran to Seradia kneeling by her. "You okay!?" June examined her leg. "I'm fine, I'm fine." Seradia dropped the sword and fell back to the ground relieved that they were here. Her arms were sore and heavy.
The two men struggled trying to break free from Vilkas and Farkas but they held tight. The guards came running hearing the commotion. Farkas and Vilkas handed the two guys over and the rest of the guards grabbed the others. "Useless.." Vilkas mumbled as he watched them all walk away. Farkas walked over to Seradia. "You okay?" He looked at her worried. "I'm fine." She was breathing hard. She felt like she just got done with one hell of a work out. "I don't know how you guys keep using weapons like that. I don't think I'm going to be able to lift my arms for a week." Seradia winced as she tried to. They couldn't help but chuckle.
"Come on, I'll help you." June carefully grabbed Seradia's arm putting it around her neck and helped her up from the ground. "Why the hell were you still here anyways?" June asked her. "I was looking at a necklace." Seradia blushed. "A necklace? Didn't think you were the jewlery type." June chuckled. As they walked past the stand Seradia's eyes went to the emerald necklace. Farkas noticed and looked to where she was looking. After they walked past him he slowly walked over to the stand and examined the necklace. It was a pretty necklace and it would make Seradia's eyes look even more beautiful than they already are. He looked at it a moment longer and than walked away catching up with the others.
They made it back to Jorrvaskr and Seradia was sitting on one of the beds while Aela wrapped up her leg. "Nasty wound. I'm surprised you held them off as long as you did." Aela said casually. Seradia furrowed her eyebrows down at her. "It was a compliment." Aela slightly looked at her with a smile. Seradia smiled back and leaned back looking up at the ceiling. Farkas was leaning his back against the wall watching. June walked into the room.
"How are your arms?" She asked. "They're okay. Still sore." Seradia said with a shrug and a smile. Vilkas entered into the room after June did. "I just had a talk with the city's guard caption and made sure that those men wouldn't return." Vilkas nodded to Seradia. She just shrugged again. "There that should do it." Aela stood up stretching out her back. "It was deep but not the worse injury I've ever seen. Just nothing too rough alright?" Seradia nodded in response. Aela gave her one last smile and than walked out of the room.
Before she got too far she stopped and looked at Vilkas. "Oh before I forget." Aela said. Vilkas looked at her. "Camilla stopped by while you were gone. She left you something in your room." Aela nodded down the hall. June quickly looked away from them both. "Alright." He nodded. Before he left the room he looked at June for a moment, he frowned seeing that she was paying little attention to him. He turned around and walked out of the room and down the hall to his.
Knowing that Camilla stopped by made his guilt worse. He walked into his room and saw a package on his bed. He walked over to it and picked it up. He examined the shape of it for a moment and than started to un wrap it. The shape became clear as he neared the end of the paper. He saw that it was a new handle for his blade. Attached to it was a note. He took the note off and read it.
"I remember you complaining about how old your blade grip was getting so I got you a new one! Hope it works great! Hope to see you soon! -Camilla."
Vilkas smiled at the small note as he rubbed the back of his neck. 'I can't believe I was thinking about leaving her...' He let out a sigh as he looked up at the ceiling. She was a good woman, a good woman for him but he still felt like she wasn't for him. 'I can't leave her for June..' It was obvious to him that she didn't feel the same for him. He finally made up his mind, no matter how strong his want for June was he wouldn't betray Camilla like this. Vilkas examined the piece as he walked out of his room. He decided he was going to go to Eorlund.
Vilkas walked past the room that Seradia was in, only Farkas was in there now. He walked up the stairs and into the main room looking around. June wasn't in there either. Only a few companions were. He walked outside and saw that June was shooting arrows at one of the dummies. He tried walking past her with out her seeing him but it didn't work, she could smell him. "So what did the wench bring you?" She said with out looking at him.
Vilkas stopped walking and clenched his jaw. "I thought I told you no to call her that." His voice was serious. June looked at him and furrowed her eyebrows down at him. "So now you care?" She raised an eyebrow at him. "I've always cared." He looked at her. "Really?" She smirked. Vilkas sneered at her. "So did you care when you pulled me against you when we danced? Did you care when you almost kissed me that night?" She dropped her bow and took a few steps towards him.
"That night was a mistake." Vilkas said in a cold voice. "Was it? Were you thinking it was a mistake then?" June crossed her arms. Her eyes were hateful. "I just lost control that's it! I know we had something before but..It's over now and I'm with someone else." Vilkas felt his stomach ache as he spoke the words but he ignored it. What happened next was not what Vilkas expected.
June just stood there with no emotion in her eyes. Than a smile slowly appeared on her face and let out a chuckle. Vilkas looked at her confused. "It's funny that you actually thought we had something." June's voice was cold. "You're an idiot if you ever thought I had feelings for you. Sorry sweetheart but it was all in your head." Vilkas felt sick. In fact he didn't know how to feel. He felt angry, upset, and many more emotions were moving inside him. June didn't give him another glance she just picked her bow up and walked away from him.