Blood splattered on the floor of the Palace of Kings. The Stormcloak Commander that Ulfric kept at his side now lied face down on the ground, dead. Ulfric Stormcloak couldn't hold off the three Imperial and so, dropped to his knees. This was the end. "Let the lizard do it," Ulfric requested,"It'll make for a better song." General Tullius handed Forges his elven sword, embers skittering across the blade. The Argonian lifted the blade over his head...
And swung it down.
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It was truly a celebratory day in Solitude. The Stormcloak army had lost their leader and the Empire would live on. But for Scouts-Many-Marshes, there was a different reason to celebrate. With the Imperial victory came new laws, one of which was the eradication if slavery and slave trading. And the best part of all: Forges-Many-Blades had come home alive.
He didn't know why he was crying so hard. He had literally been beaten, starved and yelled at for even the slightest of mistakes, and yet THIS is what made Scouts feel the greatest surge of emotions he had ever experienced in his life. And so he stood embracing his savior, crying into his chest while the soldier comforted him like a child.
And he didn't mind. The feeling of neglect was immediately replaced by something else. It felt warm and soft but Scouts couldn't quite grasp it. It eluded him...
And he sought to decipher it.
FINALLY. Sorry for the short chapter. I'll make a longer one soon.
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An Unexpected Rescue
RomantikAU where Argonians are used as slaves in Skyrim. Scouts-Many-Marshes sat in his cold cell, waiting for the guards to drag him to his death. What he didn't expect was to be taken to a random spot in the road and given to his new owner. What was the r...
