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

Regina/Found

Note: Hell yes, I can. What's that? He's in the crystal ball? Heh...

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REGINAPOV

"Regina?" I shot up, recognizing the voice. I'd found an empty pavilion and fallen asleep. But now, my eyes were wide open... and I saw him. My Jyggalag. I rolled off the stone bench, unable to process what I was seeing.

I saw him again, for the first time in what seemed like forever. We could only stare, frozen. Then, as if some unseen force drove us, we ran towards each other in perfect sync. He grasped me in his arms, and it was just how I remembered it. He was warm and comforting, protecting and strong. I felt the tears spilling out, and his body was perfectly pressed to mine.

"Regina," he whispered, his voice raspy.

"Jyggalag," I replied, my voice equally hoarse. I pulled away from his grip and kissed him roughly, and he responded with equal fervor. By whatever fates sent me this man, this miraculous Prince, I was saved. I'd missed everything about him. I hadn't found him, but he found me. I didn't care about anything but him.

Every dark thought in my head, the insanity I'd inherited, the self-hatred I harbored vanished like shadows under the sun. He was my sunshine. I held him tighter, afraid that it was all just a dream, that I was creating hallucinations. But he was warm, he was here. I felt his hand begin to rub my back, and tears flowed down my face.

"I missed you," I whispered, my tears soaking into his shoulder. He didn't seem to mind, and I looked up into his captivating eyes.

"But you shouldn't have come to find me," he murmured, kissing my brow. "You should have stayed, you should have lived."

"It doesn't matter now that I'm with you," I insisted. Sheogorath's eyes closed halfway.

"But there is nothing here. We cannot rule, we cannot be together. This is our own damnation."

"I don't care." I kissed him over and over again, and with every word he tried to speak, I stopped his mouth. "I love you so damn much, Jyggalag..."

"As I love you, my queen," he whispered. I simply settled into his chest, the first smile in what seemed like eternity gracing my lips. I couldn't believe it. Despite my joy, this almost felt surreal, as if he would be torn away in the blink of an eye. The writer of my fate couldn't be that cruel... could they?