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A Betrayal Repaid: Tales of the Dragonborn 18 Surly. If I had to pick one word to describe Angel at this moment it would have to be surly. Not that I blame her really. No matter the vengeance she swore on Mercer Frey, killing him isn't her first priority at the moment. Her children are.A Betrayal Repaid: Tales of the Dragonborn 18 by Phsbarbie
Honestly, if Sofie and Alesan were in any immediate danger they'd be my first priority too, but, much as it pains me to say it, they are as safe as can be with Vilkas right now. Mercer, however, is set to slip through our fingers. That can't happen. He needs to die for what he's done.
Angel's barely spoken to me this entire trip to Irkngthand. I know she's mad. I also know she knows I'm right or we'd be in High Hrothgar right now. When you add up all the factors, this is the only way to go.
Mercer has the Skeleton Key, stolen from the Daedric Prince Nocturnal herself. She's not happy about that. Unless we return it the luck of the Thieves Guild is just going to continue to get wors
Chapter 13: A Season Ended: Part IChapter 13: A Season Ended: Part I by Lesliewifeofbath
Continued from: Chapter 12: Dovah Rising Part II
“Let’s hear from the Dragonborn.”
Suddenly the room fell silent. The dark stone walls seemed to be closing in on me. There was no posturing out of Ulfric or veiled threats spewing out of Tullius. Galmar had stopped blustering, and even Delphine was silent as every eye in the room fell on me.
Well, Ulfric, you’re deeply invested in regaining the Reach, though gods know why, because it’s the worst hole of holes and has no political or territorial status whatsoever. Tullius, your choice in Riften makes much more sense as you Imperials and the thieves that run that town are so simpatico that it’s a match made in paradise—and the smaller holds are just your bastard spawn. Frankly, I could care less about this little game of who-gets-what as I’m just in it to