The Fight Against The Thalmor

Chapter 8

3E Year 433. 201 years before the Stormcloak rebellion.

"WE HAVE TO GO NOW! STOP WORRYING ABOUT YOUR INGREDIENTS AND LETS GO MY LADY! PLEASE! The Princess's Knight Guard, Tristane Velvara yelled.

She grabbed one last handful and shoved the plants in her satchel.

"THEY HAVE OPENED A GATE RIGHT OUTSIDE THE CITY! RIGHT NOW, YOUNG LADY!".

He was usually a very kind patient man despite the angsty and rebellious attitude she had shown him all her life. She knew though that in his words changing from my lady to young lady meant this his patience was about to end. 'She finally met him at the door, and they ran through the hallway of the castle and headed down the stairs towards the service tunnels.

"Sir Tristane, what is going on? What gates?" she finally asked as they continued to run.

"I'll explain when we get to safety, you just keep running." He said and then grabbed her arm so she would be forced to keep His pace.

They finally made it to what appeared to a dead end. Tristane moved what looked to be an empty shelf but was actually a hidden door.

"Is this an escape tunnel?" The princess asked. She had no idea it existed, and she was finally beginning to let panic set in.

"Wait a minute! Where is my family? Why am I the only one here? What is going on?!" she said as she started to resist going into the tunnels.

"We received word a few days ago that gates were appearing all around Cyrodill that were being used as portals for a Deadric prince to attack directly from oblivion. We weren't sure if it was true and wanted to more evidence before we warned anyone, but it appears the evidence has landed on our doors."

"Then why don't I hear any fighting? And where is the rest of my family?" she demanded.

"Your sisters are already on their way to the safe house. Your brothers are fighting to defend the city." He paused for a minute. "My lady, I'm sorry to tell you that one of your father's adversaries took advantage of the situation and I found them dead in their chambers. I know this is a lot to accept at once, but we need to get moving."

He again grabbed her by the arm, and she pulled it away from him and started to cry. "My lady, you don't understand. We needn't worry about the daedra. I need to get you away from whoever killed your parents. None of your extended family can be trusted. We need to get you out of this city. Into the tunnels please."

She accepted her fate and stepped into the tunnels. Tristane extended his arm and conjured a wolf and a fire Atronach in front of her.

"It's a one way tunnel. Just keeping going until you see the end. These spirits will protect you." He quickly started to shut the door.

"You're not coming with me?! Tristane, No! I demand you stay with me." She began to cry harder and stomp her feet.

He sighed and stopped closing the door. "My son Meridian is waiting for you at the end of the the tunnel."

He reached onto his waist and retrieved an ebony dagger. The same design and shape as all the men in his family carried.

"Take this in case you need it." He said as he handed it to her.

"This is your family dagger, I can't take this sir." She said as tears began to run uncontrollably down her face.

"My lady. I either die fighting the Daedra or I die at the same hands as your father. The dagger is better off when you and my son in either situation. Now you need to go. We've wasted enough time." He started to shut the door again and saw the princess just standing there.