Reubre broke free from my grasp. Her face filled with horror. "Oh my god paarthanax, I am so sorry." Her words were now like her normal self, I grabbed the sword and tore it out of my chest. Blood still flowed down my mouth.
"Ugh... it's ok. Just a scratch. Ha!"
"Paarthanax, don't joke around. Look what I have done to you." Her words sounded panicky. She used a spell to heal the wound, her eyes filled with tears at what she had done. She ran to me, hugging me as if I had just saved her. "Oh my god. I am sorry. Really sorry. I don't know what happened. All I as was you going evil. I guess that dream bled into the real world." Her hands wiped away the tears on her face.
"Reubre, it was just a dream. I would never turn against you. I swear." He let go of me. Sitting in the corner of the camp fire. I sat across from her. Three hours had passed, she hadn't talked. I got up and went over to her, putting my arm around her. "Hey it's ok. It wasn't your fault. It was Molag's. He corrupted your dreams. I would never turn against you."
Her head slightly fell onto my shoulder. She had fallen asleep. "Goodnight princess." I gave her a kiss on the head before falling asleep myself. The night was long and cold. With the winterly winds passing through Cyrodiil, it made our slumber harder ti bear. The day arose with the bright summer sun, it's scorching heat bending on our faces. Reubre was already awake. She was still silent. I got up walking over to her I heard her crying.
"Hey what's wrong?" My question made her look at me
"Can you ever forgive me?" Her face filled with sadness.
"I could always forgive you."
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Skyrim: Revenge
Fiksi PenggemarPaarthanax is dead (once again. I swear to god this is the 8th time) but reubre had a solution to bring him back to life, even though it ment a life of torment. Paarthanax has become a vampire
