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Sheogorath X Reader PART 2

I'm honestly so surprised that Sheogorath X Reader was really popular so I thought I should try a part 2 cause it's been recommended from you all! After much further adieu, I present to you the Daedric Prince of Madness.

You had wandered aimlessly through Solitude, your heart shuddering whenever your eyes rested upon the Blue Castle. It's been a whole year since you met the Daedric Prince of Madness. Not one day has passed where your mind did not wander towards the twisted man. You visited the room in the west wing many times but nothing happened. You could still feel his kiss prickling against your lips whenever you traced them with your fingers, like crackling electricity.

You just arrived back in Whiterun after parting with Aela as she made her way back to the wolf den with a skip in her trails.

"Thane!" You turn around at the familiar voice of your housecarl and groan as Lydia made her way towards you.

"What now Lydia, I told you not to disturb me unless it was important" You couldn't help but grunt out.

Ever since Lydia lost the Wabajack, you've really grown disdain of her. Never did you once give her permission to use it during a dwarven expedition in the ruins, and yet, she thought 'no' meant yes.

That was the only way you could be close to the Prince of Madness.

She never did rub you the right way since the Jarl introduced her to you.

"Nazeem was looking for you yesterday. I told him you were away and coming back tomorrow but he insisted and- well..." her eyes turned towards your home. Your eyes widened.

"You let Nazeem stay the night in my house?! Are you crazy?!" You hurriedly ran in and raced towards your bedroom where you were met with an empty bed.

And an empty bedside drawer.

Nazeem always hated you ever since you became Thane. He believes it was his position that he worked so hard for and yet an 'outsider' took over.

You turned towards Lydia with a piercing glare, and through gritted teeth, you whispered:

"Find. Him. Now."

The letters that you had hidden within the bedside drawer was given to you by the Daedric Prince; a letter in which the Daedric Prince of Madness himself addressed to me.

That was the last time you had made contact with him, and you both knew that was also the last time you would ever be contacted by him again.

So you need that letter back.

It wasn't long until you found that pompous ass as he hollered in the markets, waving around your letters in the air frantically. You carefully pushed through the crowd, lowering your hood when you spotted him screaming to the heavens. Beads of sweat ran down his face as he began hurling insults and questioning your authority as Thane, as well as questioning you as a person.

"Your beloved Thane consorts with the Daedric Prince of Madness! And you trust her to live in the same city as you? The same Thane you allow to be around your children is in constant communication with a mad Daedric prince! What else could she have done behind our backs- Ah?" His eyes met yours, and a twisted smile tore its way onto his face.

"Speak of the Devil! Look who slithered back from the evil that she is!" It felt good when you stepped forwards only to see his plastered smile falter as he took a step back, slightly lowering his guard. You only just came back after finishing your duties in the Empire, and after winning a civil war against the Stormcloaks, all you wanted was a nice hot bath and a warm meal. Instead, you were met with an ass of a housecarl and a thief of the night. Feeling angry was an understatement. You were fuming with rage.