ʜ ᴇ ʀ ᴏ // Teldryn Sero

o.1.8 // skyrim

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No one's POV
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They arrived in Skyrim late that night, and immediately went to Riften. Rhea was still decently shaken up by what happened with Storn, and Teldryn had been by her side ever since.

"Nahro! Good to see you home again!"

The Dragonborn sent a kind smile and a nod to Maul, who grinned in return. Teldryn held the girl's hand as they walked to the back entrance of the Guild. She first wanted to see Delvin and Brynjolf before she went home.

Rhea climbed down the ladder, Teldryn following soon after. She pulled off her cowl, running a hand through her hair. "Oh sweet baby, it's good to be back." She breathed, taking in the scent of the Cistern. Rhea immediately took Teldryn's hand and ran into the flagon.

"Ah- Rhea, what exactly do i do when your friends begin tearing you away from me?" He chuckled.

Rhea grinned, swinging their hands. "Just wait back. I'm always coming back to you." She sent him a cheesy smile before walking in.

Teldryn felt his face warm.

Brynjolf and Delvin sat at a table, mead in hands. They were chatting about nonsense before Delvin stopped abruptly. He stared at Rhea, who simply grinned at him before he stood up, running to her and lifting her off her feet.

"I thought i'd never see your pretty face again! Where you been? The Guild ain't been the same without'cha!" Delvin beamed, holding her in a bear hug. Rhea giggled, returning it instantly.

"I had some business to take care of in Solstheim. You can't get rid of me yet, you old bastard." She barked out a laugh, putting the older man in a headlock. He laughed heartily, shoving her away.

"Yeah yeah, bitch. We missed ya." Delvin hummed.

Brynjolf immediately swept Rhea into a tight hug. "Gods, lass, you had us worried to death! I've never seen Vex so moody." He breathed, chuckling and ruffling her hair before pulling away.

"I missed y'all too." Rhea huffed, fixing her hair. "But, i have someone you should meet." She grinned, pulling Teldryn to her side. He quickly caught himself, wrapping an arm around the girl's waist.

"This, is Teldryn Sero. Best fucking swordsman i've ever met. He's been with me these past few weeks." Rhea introduced Teldryn, who simply nodded.

He stuck out his hand, a smirk on his face. "Jackass already said my name, but it's a pleasure." He drawled, chuckling to himself. Brynjolf shook his hand firmly, as did Delvin.

"Thank you for keeping her in line. God knows what she's been up to." Brynjolf teased, earning a slap on the shoulder from the Guildmaster.

"Hey, shut the fuck up." She growled out jokingly.

Teldryn hummed. "She's a firebrand, that's for certain." He laughed, pulling Rhea into his side. "Been on my ass since the very beginning. I'm starting to hate her, actually." He joked.

Delvin nodded. "Oh believe me, i know. She's fuckin' horrible. Has she started drunkenly singin' yet?" He asked. Rhea shot a glare at him while Teldryn looked down at her.

"Oh yeah, bloody fucking awful." The dunmer teased. Rhea rolled her eyes, leaning her head against his chest.

"As if yours is any better, Sero. I know i don't understand Dunmeri, but i know for damn sure that's not how that song sounds." She scoffed. Teldryn looked absolutely appalled.

"My singing is wonderful, thank you. Maybe i'll teach you the language someday."

Brynjolf looked at the man adorned in chitin armor. "You're an elf, huh? I would've never known with all that armor." He grinned.

Rhea looked up at her partner with wide, sparkling eyes. "Take it off, please?" She whined, reaching up to the clasps of his helm.

Teldryn looked between the three thieves and sighed heavily, moving Rhea's hands away and pulling his helmet off. He cringed, ruffling his mohawk a bit.

Delvin gaped. "Oh my gods...has she hit on you yet?" He asked. Rhea stared at him.

"Delvin Mallory! You are so fucking lucky that i'm not gonna shout your ass to Sovengarde right now." She growled, glaring. Teldryn smirked.

"Oh she has. She goes on and on~" Teldryn drawled, grinning down at the Dragonborn, who smacked his arm.

Brynjolf laughed. "So she hasn't married you yet? I'm surprised. She's quite the flirt." He hummed.

"Listen, i don't flirt with every good-looking man i come across."

"So you're saying he's good-looking, then?" Delvin taunted. Rhea's jaw dropped.

"I- well- he is, but- shut up i don't have to tell you shit!" She groaned. Her face was bright pink. Teldryn simply smiled down at her.

"Better lock 'er in quick, then. Heard there's some of them Companions lookin' to put a ring on 'er finger." Delvin chuckled.

Rhea's head snapped to him. "I'm fucking sorry? And where did you get this intel?" She asked.

Delvin shrugged. "Athis. You draw in the dunmer, huh?"

Teldryn smirked. "Oh, i plan on it, Mallory." He hummed, his hand shaking around Rhea's waist once again. She froze, blushing.

"Okay, it's time to get the fuck out. Bye Bryn! Bye shitface!" She yelped, tugging Teldryn out of the Flagon.

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Rhea took out her key and unlocked Honeyside, walking in and running to her room to change into different clothes. Teldryn did the same after locking the door behind him. He was pulling off his boots as Rhea spoke up.

"Were you serious back there?" The girl asked, shrugging on a t-shirt and shorts after putting her armor on the dresser.

Teldryn glanced up. "Hm?" He hummed in response, setting his boots to the side.

"In the Flagon. You said you plan on 'locking me in.'" Rhea muttered, a grin on her face.

The mercenary thought for a moment. "Yeah, why not?" He asked casually, though his heart fucking thundered in his chest. Rhea's head whipped back at him quickly.

"Really?"

Teldryn stood up, walking over to the bed and flopping down against the expensive mattress. "Uh huh. I quite like you." He chuckled. Rhea paused, moving to sit on the edge of the bed by his feet.

"Oh...then i accept."

"What-?" Teldryn shot up, sitting beside her and grabbing her hands.

"Yeah. If you ask me properly." The Dragonborn dared, looking up at her partner. Teldryn cleared his throat, looking away for a moment. The tips of his pointy ears slightly flushed.

"Well...Rhea Nahro, may i court you?"

"Teldryn Sero, you may."

Teldryn grinned, tackling her against the bed. Rhea giggled, shoving him off of her to no avail. The dunmer laughed quietly, slipping under the blankets. Rhea followed suit.

No words were exchanged. Teldryn simply laid his head against the Dragonborn's chest, arms wrapping around her waist.

Rhea's fingers went into his hair, gently fiddling with his mohawk while her other arm wrapped around his back.

And with that, they drifted off in each other's arms.

The dragonborn, and the elf.

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FINALLY AHH
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a good wholesome chapter for once
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