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

Dylora

DyloraPOV (Dark Seducer Commander)

"Travel to Skyrim," Queen Sheogorath commanded. "Bring me that Key." I bowed stiffly.

"As you wish, My Lady." I gathered a contingent of my kind together, all preparing to obey our leader. I scanned my troop. "Adeo! Come to me." My second-in-command obeyed, walking over with a sour look on her violet face. If there was anyone I could trust with my suspicions, it was Adeo.

"What is it, Commander?" Adeo questioned, looking me right in the eye.

"Follow me." I walked a ways away from the Mazken soldiers with Adeo in tow. "I have a few questions for you." Adeo was silent. "What have you noticed about our Lady Sheogorath as of late?" Adeo stared blankly. "Ridding the Isles of the Golden Saints? Not even Our Lord would have done so."

"Are you complaining, Commander Dylora?"

I shook my head rapidly. "Of course not. They were haughty and foolish." I hesitated. "But it does not seem like something that would benefit the Isles either way... and what of the eternal night she has spread?" Adeo appeared uneasy at my continued suspicion.

"We know Queen Sheogorath still mourns," said my second-in-command awkwardly. "This may be a way she copes." I knew I wouldn't get anything else from Adeo. I was alone in my concern.

"Perhaps you're right," I lied. "How foolish of me." I straightened my neck. "Let's be off." I hope Adeo is right, I thought darkly. For if Lady Sheogorath... Regina... is ill or incapacitated, it will spell trouble for all of our Realm.