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If We Knew Anything at All by MareenaVee for Cethlenn13
Fandoms: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, Elder Scrolls
02 Jul 2023
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Summary
“What is the proper way to greet…the Prince of Fools?” the Dunmer asked. His voice drawled. Too much ash. A little on the annoying side. Nice tattoos, though. Must’ve hurt. And all that chitin! Well. Fashion was never really a requirement to find the Shivering Isles, after all. Most of the time, they found you, as it happened. They smoothed Their fine purple suit jacket and stood up a bit straighter.
“Well,” Sheogorath said with a laugh. “Perhaps don’t call me a fool, all things considered.” They paused. They’d been leaning on the table before then, absently picking at the rind of a cheese wheel. “It’s…rude? Oh, whatever. Prince of Fools is fine.” They turned Their face to the Dunmer and grinned both maliciously and enviously, for reasons still swirling about in the chaos. “And which of your myriad titles should I call you?” They waited through a bout of indigestion. Cleared Their throat and tapped Their chest. Wouldn’t do to have the Nymic fall out again. “Nerevarine? Hortator? Teldryn? Or perhaps simply… Sero?”
Series
- Part 5 of If Only Time Changed Its Mind
- Part 8 of Dragonborn and Far-Star Marked