An Unbroken Story

A family gathering

Windhelm can get quite cold. I've started writing letters Uthgerd, since this winter won't let me travel. I have a recent letter. I expect it to be from Uthgerd, but it is from Rolaf; It goes as follows:

Dear Athena,

        I have much news to tell you about, but I'd rather it be face-to-face.  Sadly, this winter  prohibits that, so I'll have to write such. I found Star... your sister. She seems to somewhat remember you and Abigail, but not you in much detail. Is it true she was betrayed so many times?! I shall be a married man soon, too. Your sister asked, not me. She has the habit of being knocked out just like you. Is she the eldest of you 3? 
       It is getting dark, so I should call it a night.

                                                                                                                        From,
                                                                                                                                   Rolaf Of Riverwood

He found Star? He is going to marry her? She hardly remembers me? So much to take in right now. I exhale loudly. I grab my sword and shield. I walk out side.
"Let me guess, someone stole your sweet roll!" a guard says.
"Let me guess, someone soul trapped you!" I snarl.
"Is that a threat?!" he gets ready to unsheathe his sword.
"No, it's my way of saying be quiet if you know what's good for ya!" I say... I think... I don't remember saying it, but the guard reminds me every now and again.
I head towards the Palace of Kings. The wind violently whips my hair across my face and cheeks. My eyelashes are filled with tiny snowflakes. It is hard to see, but I've memorized the way.
"What brings you back here, Athena?" Ulfric asks me.
"Rolaf found my third sister, the eldest of us. There is one problem though." I say.
"Go on."
"He's trapped inside the Rift until it warms or until spring." I say.
"Jarl Laila has him stuck in the borders until winter is warmed or over?" he asks, annoyed and making sure he heard me right.
"Yes, that is correct." I nod.
"Rolaf is a nord! He can handle a little cold!" he stands up and walks to the war room. He gestures that I follow him. I do.
"Jarl Ulfric..." I say.
"Yes, Athena?" he doesn't look away from the table.
"It was cold outside for me. I was wearing fur!" I mutter.
He stays quiet. I walk outside. I get a splitting headache.
"Are you okay?" a guard lends his hand.
"I'm fine... I think!" I say. The guard helps me to a fire.
"I feel better... I guess... maybe some...  Rotmeth?" I look up at the guard.
"What is 'Rotmeth'?" he asks me.
"A type of tea." I answer.
"I have never, in the name of Talos, heard of a drink called Rotmeth." he says.
"I have." Abigail comes in the room.
She gives me a bottle.
"That stuff smells."
"I think that of mead. Yet you don't hear me complaining." I tell him.
"So... Rolaf found Star?" Abigail sits down next to me.
"Yeah. In Riften..."
"She's going down father's path, just skipping the farming..."
"Let's just hope she doesn't get herself killed." I sigh.
"You don't care that your own sister may be a thief?!" the guard asks me.
"Not really... I know Star has morals. If anybody orders anything beyond stealing, she will do what is right. Otherwise... no." I look up at him.
"Father... he has been sending me letters. He goes by something else, but there's no doubt it's him. I'm just scared he'll show up when I'm not ready... and hurt somebody. We already know that he's capable of murder, even drunk. Who is to say he has a daedra!?" Abigail sighs.
"What's with the sad muttering about in here?" Ulfric comes out.
"Past things coming back. Nothing to worry about." I look at Abigail with a face saying, 'He shouldn't have to have our problems'. She looks at me with a face that says, 'Yes, but sooner or later he will learn.'

2 weeks pass slowly. I missed Rolaf.

"ROLAF!! It's been too long, brother!" I run up and hug him.
"Yes, indeed." he hugs me back.
"A-Athena?" Star looks at me.
"Star." I bow.
"Heh."
"Wait... did you guys get married?" I ask.
"Yeah. You should of seen her face when I showed her the dress I made her." he laughs.
"I can- you can sew!? ROLAF! I have many things that need mending!" I look at him.
"Um. How many things is that exactly?" he gulps.
"5 dresses, 4 shoes, 3 shirts, and 1 scabbard!" I shake him.
"What have you been doing to cause this?" he shakes his head.
"I caught a murderer! I was almost killed myself. Also tripping. Slipping on ice. Maybe beating Rolff Stone-Fist 5 times for being a racist {This part has been removed due to language. Talk with the owner of this book if you think this is wrong.} toward the Dark Elves!" I say, ending with a snarl.
"Watch your tongue, Athena. There is no need to say that." he warns me.
"Then you should stop saying DAMN!" I tell him.
He goes quiet.
"Thank you."
Spring is wonderful. I can finally see Uthgerd again!
"HEY!!!" I hug her.
"H- Is that an Amulet of Mara around your neck?" she notices it.
"Y-yes... but I thought you like guys..." I look up at her and blush.
"I'm bisexual... I like both!" she smiles. Is it just me, or is her face a bit redder then 3 seconds ago?
I pull away from her grasp.
"Where are you going, may I ask?"
"To Windhelm... well... Eastmarch. Rolaf has some problems." I blush harder. My face is most likely very red.
"Well... may Mara bring us closer?" she asks.
"Y-You want to get married?"
"No, dummy, I just wanted to ask that! YES I WANT TO GET MARRIED!!!" she grabs my hips and holds me.
"Then... why yes, of course! We shall be married by the sunset!" I smile. She kisses me.