"Winter is cold in Skyrim, almost as cold as the summers are hot." her father had said. "Don't forget a coat." She left not an hour later, fully intending to see her parents in a month's time. When her carriage broke down and she was forced to return home, she found it empty. The family jewels had been taken, the food was gone, and the clothes were all packed awway. They had left her. So she took her horse, her last remaining friend, and rode away from Cyrodil, away from Burma, away from the place she once called home, and towards the mountinous region of Skyrim. What was meant to be the start of a new life, became the start of a dangerous adventure. Beasts, Draugr, and Forsworn aren't the only dangers that await her in Skyrim. She must fight to keep herself alive and to save her new home from civil war and a plague of Dragons. She must fight to become Roux, the Lionheart.
Third story to "His Harbinger," sequel to "Something to Protect."
Everything makes much more sense if you at least read "His Harbinger" first.
Vilkas x Dragonborn (established)
Farkas x Lydia (also established and a bit background)
Based on my play through of the Dragonborn DLC with my Dragonborn Krinna Dovh, a female Nord.
Krinna has visions and premonitions so there are some things she just knows (continuing a headcannon established in the first two books).
Mostly told from Vilkas's perspective, with occasional snippets from the Dragonborn's perspective.
Also explores aspects of married life; Vilkas being hot-tempered, but sweet and loyal.
Story is set after the Companions quest line, the civil war, and the main story line is complete (events of "His Harbinger") and after the Dawnguard DLC (events of "Something to Protect")
Also not entirely cannon compliant.
And of course this is a fanfiction, the only thing unique to me is my specific characterization of the Dragonborn, everything else belongs to Bethesda, including portions of the dialogue.
And lastly, marked mature for some strongly suggestive occasions (I won't write the details, but they're married), and occasional vulgar language.