Chapter 26 - Dear Ulfric

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After exiting Windhelm my path was clear. Although I was irrevocably in love with Ulfric, he was the leader of a rebellion that was tearing my home apart. I had to put my own personal feelings aside. He was a dangerous man who could not be allowed to continue to rule. I knew General Tullius wanted him dead, I just had to pray to the gods it didn't come to that.

(4E 202 5th Suns Height)

"So what's our next move General?" I asked Tullius.

I was back in Castle Dour in solitude, and it was clear the war was coming to an end. With my help, the imperials had restored peace to the reach, the pale, and Whiterun and it seemed our next target was Eastmarch.

"We're taking the city. We'll meet at our camp outside Windhelm in a few days and make ready for the attack. I want you on the front lines soldier, so make sure you're there"

I made my way back down to the lower part of the city after receiving Tullius' instructions. This was the order I'd been dreading ever since joining up with the legion.

I opened the door to my room in the winking skeever and threw myself clumsily onto a nearby chair.

Using all the love in my heart and all the hope I could muster, trying my best not to burst out crying, I put quill to parchment and wrote:

My dearest Ulfric,

General Tullius is planning to attack Windhelm within the coming days.

I am begging you to order your men to lay down their weapons. Stop the war. Stop your involvement with the dominion and save the lives of your men.

It's clear we have different beliefs, but I have no doubt in my heart that I am unconditionally in love with you, and all the beautiful things you've shown me. I want to return home to you, but you know I can't until I can be sure the people I care about are safe.

You don't need to be High King, or the leader of the Stormcloaks, or the Jarl of Windhelm.

Run away from it all Ulfric.

Run away with me.

Aiden

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