Arah was always a protector; her father had taught her swordsmanship, archery, survival, and tracking skills at a young age. She wanted to be a Legate in the Legion army, just like her papa. However, one night went South when her quaint little farm came under attack by a dragon. With one blow of its fiery breath, that beast took her home, her parents, her life.
Orphaned and all alone, Arah fended for herself for many years and when she finally came of age. She ventured across Tamriel in search of a way to defeat the dragons once and for all. However, her findings come up short, and she is forced to return to Skyrim in defeat. That is, until, she hears of the victory the Whiterun guards had against one of those beasts. Arah journies to Whiterun in hopes of becoming a soldier in their ranks, instead, she is forced to become a housecarl for this man who claims to be the notorious Dragonborn.
Will Arah ever find a way to defeat the monster who took her life away? Or will she be stuck guarding this man claiming to be a hero?
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
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