The Thief Queen: Scoundrel's Folly

"But how will you know where he'll be? This is all mere chance. You're putting your whole life on the line just to do some thieves' dirty work!" He raised his voice, so I had no choice but to raise mine as well. "You shouldn't do this anymore! You're going to get yourself killed."

"Then what do you suppose I do?!" I screamed. "You don't know anything about me, Marcurio!"

At this, Marcurio was quieted. He looked away, his face dark with disappointment. "I was going to help you, Solir, I really was…" he said in a sad and soft voice. "You won't need to keep up with them anymore…"

"Well, I supposed that's something we disagree on," I said bluntly. I folded my arms, and started to feel my blood boil. "Marcurio, I…I think that it's time for us to part ways." I looked at him, straight into his amber eyes that burnt with sadness, with no fear and no regret.

Marcurio's mouth hung open in shock. The sadness in his eyes suddenly turned into anger. He bent forward, towards me, so close that our noses almost touched. In a deep and solemn voice he said. "So, you think you can make it on your own, huh? Let's just see about that."

-The Thief Queen, Chapter 14

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Synopsis (The Thief Queen, A Skyrim Fanfiction)
She is an Imperial on the run. Escaping from her abusive, murderous father, Solir Ezelino manages to escape past the Jerall Mountains and into the province of Skyrim. After a series of unfortunate events, the woman finds herself in Riften, and in the Thieves Guild. There, her adventure truly begins.

Everything Skyrim and Marcurio belongs to Bethesda
Solir Ezelino and the art belongs to me