Skyrim Mercer Frey Novels & Stories

FREYA Rose I had managed to calm Tristan down, but it didn’t last long because as soon as the warriors Amber sent for had just arrived and as soon as Tristan knew they were there, he began thrashing around in my arms again. This time, I couldn't hold him back, and he broke out of my grip and then burst through my winged fortress. He roared into the air and launched his massive body at the six men who had just about made it through the door. Tyler and Kelly dragged Paul out of harm's way, and I just stood up to watch Tristan fighting off the men as they tried their best to contain him. Turning to Cassie, I asked her,

"My Frey..." "Is that you, my Tigreal?" Freya managed to say, her voice weak but filled with emotion, as Tigreal came close to her. Tigreal's eyes held a mix of concern and relief as he held Freya in his arms. "Yes, it's me," he whispered gently. "I'm here, and I've always been here with you, but I was invisible. I'm glad you can see me now " In Tigreal's embrace, Freya felt a sense of grounding, a lifeline amidst the tumult of her memories. The warmth of his presence reassured her, even though she couldn't fully understand the memories flooding her mind.

She had turned to Diandra who walked to Melissa, and in her hand was a poisoned dagger, Freya knelt in desperation to save her friend, “Please let her go” Freya begged, “ she had nothing to do with this” she begged as she saw Diandra’s face grow into a smile, Diandra loved to see Freya beg and be miserable Aldro marched towards her and bent down as he leaned into her to whisper in her ears, it caused a nasty shiver through Freya’s body, she hated this, hated him, and would never forgive him “ I will only show you mercy right now if you come with me, I will spare your friend” Aldro whispered in her ears, “ this is a one-time offer dear, be smart”

“I’ll pay for my sins with my life. I’d rather die in your hands.” Frey clenched his jaw and struck the ground with his fist, trembling in so much anger. “You’re a traitor.” “It was my life’s purpose to serve you… Alpha Frey.” Those were the last words Frey heard before Odin closed his eyes. This even angered him. He was heartbroken for the loss of his only daughter. -xx-

One of the cloaked warriors stepped toward me. Frey moved before I even saw him make the choice. “Touch her,” he snarled, low and deadly, “and I’ll send your heart back to your commander in a bag.” The nearest man scoffed and drew his blade anyway. “Big talk for a stray dog.” That was the last thing he said before Frey struck. It was fast. Too fast for my eyes to follow. One second Frey was just standing there, his shoulders tight, his lip curled. The next, claws flashed.

"You will not lay a paw on him. Not while I draw breath." The villains turned their attention toward me, their expressions shifting from smug confidence to trepidation. "And who do we have here? Another fool willing to die for this alpha?" I stood tall, my gaze locked with theirs. "I am Freya, and I am here to protect what I hold dear. No darkness shall prevail as long as I stand." With a flick of my paw, tendrils of dark magic swirled around me, intertwining with the raw energy coursing through my body. I lunged at the first villain, my movements fluid and precise, a dance of power and grace.

Not long after the imposter had dragged her into the room, he passed out. Eithne gazed fearfully at Frederick, who put his finger to his lips. “I drugged his ale,” he said. “No-one shares what’s mine.” “How did you know what he was proposing?” “I have heard the rumours. He wasn’t easy to fool.” “You saved me – us – my lord, and I am grateful.” “Don’t call me by that fancy title. I’m a mercenary plain and simple. Except I no longer wish to follow Kurt.”