A Dark Elf has ended up in the nord land of Skyrim after attempting to find purpose in her life after searching all around Cyrodiil for remnants of the Dark Brotherhood after the events of the White Gold Concordat.
Not only does is she met with the...
The Listener woke up in the early hours of the morning, she was sleeping on the right side of the bed and that when she turned to the left and saw no one. She remembered this was the day she would be taking a break, she rolled on her back with her eyes locked onto the stone ceiling above her.
"A break is all that it takes"
Enya tiredly hushed to herself rethinking about all her steps and noting down key factors; Nazir would send her letters, only Babette and Nazir know where the Listener will be and Cicero knows nothing, some time away from Cicero is all that it takes. Not that she likes it. Cicero is a dear friend, only Enya is crazy enough to feel something more towards him. With those sad thoughts the Listener got up from her bed and got dressed in some winter attire (Northgirl is the armour mod).
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After slipping the gauntlets on, the Listener picked up the ebony sword by the door, placing it into the sheathed and she grabs the bag off the table and attaches it to her hip. She was ready to leave but first she had to eat to battle Skyrims cold and harsh winters. Enya left her room and entered the main chambers where she saw Cicero by the cooking pot.
"Good morning Keeper"
Enya said as she took a seat by the table, Cicero's face gleamed in delight bringing over a bowl of an unusual soup to her.
"Listener! dear loyal Cicero made some hot food from the Gourmet's cook book! Cicero wishes for you to consume!"
Cicero placed the bowl infront of Enya, placing a spoon next to the bowl delicately and he patiently sat next to her with his chin in his hands. His amber eyes stared at Enya intensely as she smiled back with gratitude, she picked up the spoon and her eyes widened recognising the dish.
"This... was the exact meal I made for the emperor... Cicero did you know this?"
Enya glanced towards Cicero raising a brow.
"C-Cicero heard it was the dish that murdered the false emperor, it was an accomplishment"
With that said, Enya began consuming the meal for her, she smiled at Cicero, her facial expression somewhat shocked.
"Cicero! T-This is really good!"
Praising the Keeper, the Listener continued to sip from the spoon with great enjoyment. Cicero then took a seat next to her with a wide smile on his face, very much proud with himself. He began to eat some bread, while eating, he and the Listener would have a pleasant conversation. Down the steps came Nazir and Babette who waved at them.
"Morning Listener and Cicero"
Nazir said taking a seat across from Cicero and Babette sits next to Nazir.
"It is too late for me..."
Babette yawned rubbing her brightly illuminated and inhumane orange eyes, the others all laughed in response.
"I should finish and get going, thank you for this delicious meal Cicero"
Enya said with a cheerful smile, going back to eat the La Potage Le Magnifique, Nazir and Babette watched Enya enjoying the soup.
"I don't suppose you would be willing to share Keeper?"
Nazir chuckles but to his surprise Cicero poured his creation into a bowl and gave it to Nazir and even a bowl to Babette. The two of them took a sip before providing positive feedback to Cicero.
"Keeper, Madman, Enya's best friend and a great chef? almost too good to be true"
Nazir joked which made Cicero feel impressive, but cockiness was not something he was used too, all he wanted was to please her.
"I think I had my share of a warm meal, I should probably get going"
Enya stood up from the chair before being followed out by Babette, Cicero and Nazir. Into the snow outside the black door, the three stood next to one another while Enya approached Shadowmere. His dark fur contrasted with the peachy, pink sunrise that occurred in the background. The Listener could feel the faint breeze brush past her long black hair as she turned away to get on the back of Shadowmere.
"We'll meet again, one day"
Enya shouted out with a timid smile as she began to ride the dark stallion along the snow away from the Black Door, all she remembers was her miniature family waving her goodbye.
Goodbye was a scary word, as all she wanted to hear was hello.
(Hii I hope you enjoyed this final chapter of Lovesick Sweethearts, thankfully this is chapter 1 of this story, I will now be posting the future chapters in this story so keep up to date)
