in the little alcove on the highest side of the cliff , alduin stirred their small fire with a stick . for all the efforts to which he had gone to secure the woman , he certainly made a show of it all . the memory of the expression on the stormcloak king’s face would be forever burned into his mind , and he was pleased by it . ❝ dreh ni vos yol dir . rahzun fen ni koraav daar gel ko vulom . niist miin los sahlo . ❞ he uttered , knowing she would not be able to understand him . and why would she ? when no other mortal could ever hope to understand him , he certainly didn’t need to make sure that they could . he paused , his gaze settled on her . silence . then : ❝ we leave early tomorrow . ❞
this is all part of his plan @forourghosts .
















