It twas a hot day on this day, the sun burning up above when I rode into Bree from a hunting trip. Once I sold all my gatherings, I saw Sir Damric (That bloody man...ugh...) with a mysterious looking man. I just couldn't help myself, I went over and immediately realized I made a mistake. If you could call it that... This man, Zurtriin he called himself, knew me somehow. But more importantly, he knew about Quincell.
All he would say to me was stupid rhymes, but the one thing that got into my head, was he would say things like. He screams for you, and your walking around with a woman. How the hell could he know about me and Dieudonnae? So me and Damric brought him in for questioning, dragging him into the mess hall.
I swear, I've never seen a man like him in all of my days. He laughed at pain, even as a knife was shoved through his hand, as we beat the absolute snot out of him. All he did was continue his idiotic rhymes and laugh. It was unbelievable! But he said something...multiple times, about a 'woman'. About Dieudonnae. I said something to Damric and he went to find her, after Zurtriin said he would have her and Quincell killed.
When he was gone, somehow this b****** got up, and gripped my throat with a surprisingly good grip. On a furious impulse a told him I'd kill him, and he said he'd kill Dieudonnae and Quincell. Then he left, just as Damric said he couldn't find Dieu.
My mind was thrown from Thindhest, right to Dieudonnae and Quincell. I ran, like a wild man, searching the town for Dieu until I came to her estate. And right after I had finished my search of the estate, when I was about to leave, she caame through the door. No words can describe the relief I felt in that moment. I couldn't help but hold her tight, feeling like I could never let go.
After telling her everything, I felt the pain of what he had said about Quincell, immediately going back to blaming myself. As she comforted me, especially with a first small kiss, something just clicked together in my head. And we both, actually, intensified the moment. This continued until we found ourselves in her quarters, where we paused just momentarily before we...um...'fell into bed'.
Once again, everything feels amazing, but theres the father in me, screaming at me that I need to retrieve him. Screw keeping our cover in the fortress, my son is more important. But the sanity part in me knows, it would be a mission that would get both of us killed. Me and Quincell.
