Elder Scrolls Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

Elara replied to Fernanda before walking away. "Elara! Come back here!" Fernanda screamed, but Elara continued walking away from that place without looking back. "I'll kill you! Get ready, Elara! I'll get out of here too! I'll kill you!" Fernanda yelled, but Elara didn't even glance back anymore. She held back her emotions and tears, having exhausted all her strength to face Fernanda. As she exited the dungeon, Damian immediately greeted her with a hug. Damian no longer asked questions; he had heard every bit of their conversation. He felt Elara's anger earlier, but sadness remained in her heart now that she had let it all out.

"The dreams. More vivid than they should be. I see things that have not happened yet. Or things that are happening somewhere else at the same time. I cannot always tell which." Something shifted in Eldra's expression, not surprise exactly but the particular look of a person who has suspected a thing for a long time and has just received confirmation. She rose from her seat slowly, the way old power moves, without urgency and without hesitation, and she crossed to one of the shelves and drew out a scroll. She set it on the table before me but did not unroll it. She pressed one finger lightly to the leather binding and looked at me.

I walked to the dais, my hand shaking as I picked up the quill and read the first line: Contract of Betrothal between King Darius Valerius and. I looked at him one last time. "You are the devil." Darius gave a cold and humorless smile. "And you are the devil's bride. Sign." I pressed the quill to the paper. I wasn't just signing a contract, I was signing away my freedom. I was making myself the enemy of Princess Seraphina, the Lycan Council, and potentially the entire world. But for Leo, I would burn the whole world down. I signed my name. Elara Vance.

Kane POV “The fuck I am,” Elara glares at the High Elder, her thoughts exposed to us. “Good day, sir,” she smiles stiffly before turning around and storming off. “We expect results,” the High Elder says. “Don’t disappoint us.” “If shit was bad before, it just got a whole lot worse,” Axel sighs as we watch the elders leave. “What the fuck was that with Elara?” I hiss as we walk to our office. “I could hear her so clearly,” Axel replies, dumbstruck. “It was like we claimed her. Like we had a mate bond with her instead … you know.”

Strange symbols glowed faintly across their surfaces, pulsing with the same silver light as her pendant. She reached toward the nearest carving. The instant her fingertips brushed the stone. The world vanished. A torrent of images exploded inside her mind. A battlefield beneath three blood-red moons. Thousands of wolves surrounding a woman crowned in silver. A newborn wrapped in crimson cloth. A pair of desperate hands hiding that child before flames consumed everything. And then… Eyes. Golden eyes staring directly at her. Not from the past. From somewhere else. Watching. Waiting. Elara stumbled backward, gasping for air.

“ I take it that you were not. Take a look at what happened back there – none of them recognized me, in fact nearly all half-breeds have never been seen by this people. Roman’s father has never truly publicly killed us,” “ You’re half-breed? That even makes your story more unbelievable, first you say you’re human now you say you’re half-breed. What a joke. Look, I don’t know who or what youre cosplaying right now but have fun with that and stay safe, but as for me, I’m going back to my boyfriend,” Elora said getting up from the chair but the girl suddenly got up and whispered in her ears, “ If you don’t believe me ask him, he’s right over there giving us judging stares at the back,”

Mirrors were placed in a consecutive line together with the automatic water tap. “Look, who we have here!” Bardie said after following Elin to the washroom with her three friends. Her arm folded and eyes mocking Elin more then her smile. Elin ignored her and after drying her hands, she walked toward the door to get out but Bardie friends closed it. It was me, who used to bully others. What is this fan of Shan trying to do here? Bardie licked her lips that was, too, red due to her overuse of lipstick and she walked toward Elin, “Are you trying to act innocent and mimic Rosy, so as to get into good books of Shan".

In a moment I am taken to the endless as if taken back in time. I watch the void form around him. I watch a bargain being made, I watch the Arc stepping out of a pool of shadow a changed man. No longer pure- but not damaged. Echoes of the night around his irises and the vision ends. I am desperate and immediately drop the scroll moving to the next, unrolling it. But it is as if another scroll is missing in between. Parts are torn from the next scroll and I watch the anger of the elves, I hear the whispers of the angry eleven King, of curses brought on his people because of the use of Adzar.

Chapter 13 Third POV Solas stood in the shadows, his form blending seamlessly with the darkness that filled the corners of his chamber. He watched as Elara sat by the pond, her delicate fingers gliding through the water’s surface. She seemed lost in thought, her exhaustion evident in the way her shoulders slumped and her movements grew sluggish. Yet, despite her obvious physical decline, she continued to defy him, holding on to a stubborn strength that both frustrated and intrigued him.

He mused, staggering toward the bed. Eliana chuckled lightly and cleared her throat so that she could mimic Iris's talking voice. "I realized that I've been a big fool mourning for the dead, besides, he can't give me the position that I've always wanted to be in," She answered, her voice low and sultry. Elda finally landed on the bed and turned on the bed lamp so that he could see her. He drew close to her and relaxed on the headboard while Eliana placed her head on his chest.