Beautiful Insanity (A Skyrim/Oblivion Fanfiction) ((ORIGINAL))

Pelagius' Wing

I wandered Solitude's streets, keeping my eyes peeled for the mad beggar. I stopped a guard, who first glanced at my unfamiliar attire before my face.

"Miss Regina?" he said incredulously. "You... you vanished. Two years ago."

"And now I'm back," I drawled. "Look, you know Dervenin?" The guard stared at me blankly, and I sighed. "That crazy old beggar?"

"Oh, that one."

"Do you know where he is?"

"Aye, in the Solitude Jails." Now it was my turn to stare at him.

"Why?!"

"He went crazy, hitting people-- your mother, in fact-- with some hip bone. We confiscated it."

"Thanks," I mumbled irritably, heading off to the Blue Palace.

...

Everyone seemed shocked by my appearance. Some were a tad hostile, but I didn't care. After facing two Daedric Princes, killing both, and becoming one myself... Well, they could go suck a Grummite. Sheogorath taught me to be a champion, a Duchess, a queen and a goddess. I was above them all. I evaded High Queen Elisif the Fair and stomped into the dungeon.

Sure enough, the madman was sitting down in a cell. At my footsteps, he looked up. I saw recognition in his eyes. "Your Grace!"

"Dervenin!" Proof. "It's so good to see you. Do you remember Sheogorath?"

"Of course!" he snorted. "He is my master. He is Our Lord. He is You! But there is another, yes there is! He is different. He is not Sheogorath."

"Do you know where he is?" Oh, please please please...

"Yes! Yes, can you bring him back? When did you see him last?"

"Last I saw him, he was visiting in the Blue Palace. But no one as mundane as the Jarl. No, no... such people are below him. No, he went into the of the palace, to speak with an old friend. Said it had been ages since they had last had tea."

"Then do you know where he is?" Dervenin may have been scatterbrained, but he managed to convey his location.

"He stays in the Pelagius Wing of the Blue Palace. The doors are locked, and only Falk Firebeard can grant entry. But I hear the maids, and Una and Erdi, know how to enter it for cleaning. Surely they can help for such an important matter?"

"Got it. Have you tried to get in?"

"No," Dervenin admitted, tilting his head down. "But you need the hipbone. The Hipbone of Pelagius. It's in the evidence chest. At least, it should be." I stood up straight, fortifying my determination. "Good luck, Your Grace. My Lord. Queen Sheogorath!"

"Thank you so much, Dervenin." I left the madman as he muttered to himself. Thankfully, I still recalled the spell to open locks, allowing me to successfully retrieve Pelagius' hipbone from the evidence chest. Now to head to Falk Firebeard.

...

"What do you mean, "Absolutely not?!" I demanded, placing my hands on my hip. The steward of Solitude crossed his arms, stoic in his reply.

"That wing is strictly forbidden."

"Don't make me do this," I warned. 

"Do wha--" the steward froze as I blasted him with the Staff. He was completely motionless as I unhooked the key from his belt. I didn't care any longer about consequences. I could deal with them later, after I had my Prince, my king, by my side.

...

I unlocked the Pelagius Wing, slipping inside before anyone could see me. I relocked the door, in case anyone else tried to come after me. Cobwebs hung everywhere, and the wing was freezing. I ignored the temperature and summoned a mage's light to aid me.

"Hello?" I called out. "Jyggalag? Are you in here?" A strong breeze whisked through the chamber, and I felt my body slowly disappear. Just in time, too. The handle of Pelagius' Wing wiggled, and I heard the twisting of a key in the lock.

...

I reappeared in a strange forest. I glanced around frantically, calling out my Prince's name.

"Jyggalag? Where are you?" I ran around in the woods, searching for some form of life. Nothing except the plants. "Jy--" I yelped suddenly as strong arms enveloped me. I breathed in his scent, light magic. 

"I missed you," he murmured. "I spent these two hundred years waiting for you, my love." He turned me around, and I surprised him by nearly smashing my lips against his. We moved in unison, and his hand entangled itself in my hair. His breath was hot on my lips, and I threw myself into his sweet caresses. 

"I love you," I whispered against his mouth, just before he captured my own in another deep kiss.

"And I you." We separated, though his arms never left my waist. 

"Will you come back with me?" I asked, leaning my chin into his shoulder.

"I'll follow you anywhere, beloved." 

...

Jyggalag transported us to just outside my house. I was able to see him in the torchlight, without the silver armor and helm. Instead of the split apparel of madness, he wore a gray suit of similar fashion, ruffled and divine. Though monochrome, he wasn't any less unique. His face hadn't changed, he never would. He was still the Prince I knew and loved.  

It was dark outside, and the stars above twinkled brightly. An aurora shimmered in the sky. The faraway galaxy shimmered with its gorgeous magenta light, and I felt entirely relieved that, luckily, everything had worked out. I had love, just as I wanted. By the Isles, I was even a goddess.

"Ready? Oh, and watch out for my dad... you should've seen him when Karliah brought home her first suitor." Jyggalag chuckled deeply and rested a kiss onto the top of my head.

"If he tries to break us apart--"

"Then we'll return to the Shivering Isles. Madness and Order. Together." I squeezed his hand, and a pang hit my heart. If that happened, I'd be leaving my family. They'd be distraught. I knew that now, that even though I'd seen it wrongly, terribly... they did love me.

I pushed open the door, and a terrible foreboding hit me. This was a mistake...