āI would very much like to know how my daughter came to be in the company of a vampire.ā
Ā No one could ever accuse Juliana Fides of being indirect, and Minerva, in spite of everything, was slightly cowed by the command the womanās grey eyes bore as she sat at the table, distrust evident on her features. Small wonder that she was so direct, considering she was noble-born.
Ā āWhat gave it away?ā she asked jokingly, then regretted it at the cool look on Julianaās face. Jests were not the way to her good graces. Clearing her throat, Minerva sat down in front of Juliana, careful not to move too quickly. āItās a long story.ā
Ā āI see. Well, letās start with you becoming a vampire.ā
Ā She said the word like a curse, and Minerva understood why. Any devout follower of the Divines in their right mind would avoid being around vampires, if not kill them immediately. Still, the implication stung. āI didnāt become anything,ā Minerva said, frowning at the top of the table. Inhaling to steady herself in the tide of memory she explained, Ā āI had my son at the start of the Fourth Era, when I was still human. Gaius grew to have a talent for magic and I thought it best to bring him to Winterhold. Along the way we fell into the company of a tribe of mercenaries.
Ā āThey became as family to us. My son later married the chiefās daughter, but Iām getting ahead of myself. Gaius was seventeen and we were applying his studies in more practical ways with the tribe. Iād heard of a coven living in the pass that connects Whiterun Hold and the Rift.
Ā āI went to deal with them on my own. I hadnāt thought there were so many and I didnāt think to bring help. I killed them all but Iād been bitten and infected. I lay there dying for three days until I was able to get upā¦And realized my own sword was burning me.ā She let her hand fall to the shining hilt at her side, and closed her eyes against the familiar burning of her flesh.
Ā Julianaās eyes widened in shock. āGreat Maraās mercy...ā
Ā Minerva took her hand away, forcing healing magic over her palm. At least in this form her magic was augmented. She continued, āI went back to the tribeās camp. Gaius had been so terrifiedā¦The tribe was wary, but I earned their trust again by exercising control of my thirst.ā
Ā The woman nodded in understanding, brow knotted with sympathy. āAnd so with no cure, you lived on.ā
Ā Minerva felt a long-familiar lump rise in her throat at every painful memory. Every feeling of loneliness. āā¦At first I thought to use the time Iād been given to find Mara, butā¦I searched and began to fear she was lost forever. I had to think about Gaiusā¦ā A fresh wave of pain made her bow her head. āHe died in my arms after a very long, wonderful life. More than I could ever have hoped for him. He was an old, withered man but all I could feel in my arms was the tiny babe the midwife handed me. One right after the other, all of my children gone, and now only Aziza and her mother are left.ā
Ā Aziza, who was doing everything she could to escape the chains placed on her since birth. Who rankled underneath Minervaās gaze. Aziza, a dragon yearning for freedom.
Ā āYouāve been protecting them all this time,ā Juliana concluded in soft tones.
Ā Minerva nodded, suddenly exhausted by the reality of her years. Still, she looked up at Juliana and smiled at her. āAnd now Iāve finally found Mara again. I donāt know if Iāll ever be human again, Lady Juliana, but I do know that I would give my life for her and my children.ā