#oc: mingyue caerhan

[matri4rch]

Snippet: The Ice-Blooded Queen of Skyrim

OC: Mingyue Caerhan

For WIP Wednesday, heheheh I just love Ulfric

Jarl Balgruuf shook his head in disapproval, the mere idea of letting his most trusted and closest soldier, a girl he had grown to love like his own daughter, go on yet another journey halfway across the province involving the Divine or the ongoing Civil War was utterly horrifying to him. He'd almost lost it when she flew off as a scrawny teen to fight Alduin, and he'd be damned if he'd let her go off to get involved in the war so soon after her return.

"I am not asking for your approval..." Mingyue mumbled, her shoulders sinking inwards as Balgruuf's steely gaze bore into her. "I-Im going through with this."

"You are too young, Snowdrop." The Jarl sighed, brows furrowed in a mix of concern and exasperation. They've had this conversation countless times before, yet the girl still insisted on diving into trouble. "Too young, and too important."

"You did not say anything when I joined the companions..."

"That was very different, I could have my men look after you." The Jarl leaned forward in his throne. "I've regretted ever letting you out of the castle after what happened in Helgen..." He shook his head. "Are gowns and shoes not enough for you? Jewels and luxury not enough to keep you away from- from danger?!"

Mingyue sunk further into herself. "I defeated the world-eater... I promise I'll be careful."

"I know you are a capable girl, snowdrop. But you have to understand, Ulfric and that imperial general are more dangerous than the dragons. They are scheming, merciless. They would not hesitate to hold you in their claws and use you." He sighed. "You are a bright and beautiful elf, the Imperials would sell you to the Thalmor, and Ulfric... Merciful Mara... I cannot begin to think what he would do to you..." Another sigh escaped his lips as he looked down at the svelted elf kneeled before him. Oh she was so fragile, so lithe in her expression, but she was her own person. She was the dragonborn, and as much as he wished to keep her safe he understood it was in her nature. "But you are right... You are an adult woman now."

Mingyue's face softened, and a small smirk appeared on her lips.

"But please, Dragonborn, promise me something."

He closed his eyes, then ran a hand over his platinum beard.

"Promise me you will stay far away from the Stormcloaks. Far away from Ulfric."

[matri4rch]

Child of Auri-El

The ATLA soundtrack gave me inspiration and now we have Mingyue. This OC is more of a personal fic that idk if I'll post because... Hehe... I got two fics posted already.

Anyways, the picture was too beautiful not to post.