The Fight Against The Thalmor

Chapter 22

THE NEXT MORNING

Casix walked through the armory of The Thanes home after having finished putting everything back together from his men rummaging through it.

An Imperial girl about maybe twenty years if that much, sheepishly approached the armory door. Her dark brown hair was messy as if someone had been pulling on it. She had fresh bruises on her face and around her wrist and throat.

Unlike the other five woman in the house she had just endured her initiation into Casix Harem and was still scared and clearly uncomfortable in the near nude state Casix demanded her to remain in.

"Sir...your breakfast is ready...if you are." She nervously fumbled, trying her best to avoid eye contact with him.

Casix walked over to her and gently pulled her hair behind her ears and gave her a long kiss on her mouth. She didn't dare fight him but made no efforts to kiss back as she began crying.

Casix wiped her tears and held her chin to look at her.

"No need for that. You belong to me now, you're the safest you'll ever be."'

She started to cry again but held back as she didn't want any angry reactions from him.

"Now go upstairs and await me on our new bed. I still need to give you your gift."

She walked away up the stairs and passed all five woman who were all performing some type of cleaning or re organizing the pillaged home. The bumps in all of their bellies gave her a glimpse of his "gift" and her future bearing it.

Casix sat down and began to eat his ill gotten meal when one of his men came into the house.

Casix never even bothered to look up

"If you're telling me anything other than that you've found my prisoners then go back out and keep looking." He said

"Sir, The Thalmor are here." The man said

"I've already told the Inquisitor what I intend to do to them if they step foot on my land. Show them that I'm not bluffing." He barked.

As he said the that Elenwen came walking in his door and sat down at his table. Unnoticed by Casix or anyone else, her ghost stepped in with her and hid in a corner as his chameleon armor left him nearly invisible.

"How are you in here? In here and breathing at that." He asked her, still keeping his focus in his meal.

"I walked in. You seiged a city with no walls. The same thing that made it so easy for you to conquer is the same weakness that will keep you from holding it. Especially with all your men so focused on the Dragon outside, who looks very unhappy by the way. I sure wouldn't want to be in your position." She grinned as she to him

"Don't worry, my men have captured your run aways who slipped away last night while your poorly trained soldiers failed to do their job. Nearly fifty of your future slaves ran off in the night and you have no idea. Probably for the better, not sure how you intend to feed all these people anyway. You have about another month until winter sets in completely and fresh food becomes a myth in winterhold.

Unless of course you had a large network of traders exchanging goods in and out of the city, which you no longer will have. I'm sure you've made a plan for that right? How you're going to feed your people and your slaves that is. "

"The slaves who are too weak to handle the winter swill become our sustenance, I need no fake sympathy from you elf." He responded.

"Enough of that. You've never eaten anyone and you have no intention of doing so. Threatening savagery does nothing to quell me, especially when I know they are just that, threats and nothing more." She said to him with a stone face.