Chapter 2: Her Mother's Daughter
“I’ve never been to Solitude,” Dres said dismounting from his horse at the Solitude Stables. From where they stood they could see the magnificent spirals jutting from Blue Palace and the land bridge that led into the town.
“Neither have I,” Marceline said, though she felt as if she had been. Ironically, the capital of Skyrim far more resembled cities of Cyrodiil, with their cobblestone streets and quaint little stone houses. Solitude had the grace and civility that her other sister cities in Skyrim utterly lacked and thus was more familiar to Marceline than any of the previous keeps she had been to.
“So, what are we doing here, Thane? You’ve been pretty mum thus far.”
She had been, and she hated keeping Dres in the dark. Some months ago, after being fobbed off by Balgruuf to the Graybeards, she had encountered Delphine, a member of the ancient order of Blades. Delphine had charged her with raid