Dragonborn Rising Ch. 57

I stood in front of Ulfric as he looked me up and down. "So you're the Dragonborn. I've heard many stories of your exploits. I'm sure there is an element of truth to most."

I took a moment to look him over. Even though sat down, he looked strong, powerful. Commanded respect. He looked weary. That wasn't a surprise. No doubt everything weighed down on him, caused plenty of stress. But he was definitely curious as to my presence. I'd been to Windhelm often but never walked into the palace until now, so he would assume I was there because of the war.

Taking the axe from my back, I stepped towards the throne, got down on one knee and offered it, laid across my hands. "Jarl Balgruuf offers this axe as a token of friendship, Jarl Ulfric."

He said nothing for a while. I kept my eyes on him. He barely moved a muscle before he glanced away at his aide. "It is unfortunate the Dragonborn appears to have chosen the wrong side, Galmar."

"Should we have him arrested, Jarl Ulfric?"

"No, he is here to deliver a message. It is necessary he returned to Whiterun with a message."

I stood up and stepped back. I already knew the answer. So did Tullius. So did Balgruuf. "You can return this axe to the man who sent it. And tell him he should prepare to entertain... visitors. I expect a great deal of excitement in the city of Whiterun in the near future..."

"We are strong together and united, Jarl Ulfric."

"I have shown the people that when our Jarls drink the Empire's milk, it makes us weak. I must now show them the path that will lead us back to our strength. There is no progress without sacrifice. No wheat without threshing the chaff. The Empire and the Jarls who back them must be swept away. The people demand it. I demand it."

"I warn you, Ulfric..."

Galmar unsheathed his weapon. "You dare threaten the Jarl Ulfric?"

I just glared at him with a smirk on my face. "I will listen to the Dragonborn, Galmar. I'll be interested in what he has to say."

"Jarl Ulfric, I can empathise with many of your arguments. The Empire is not what it once was. But Skyrim is stronger being part of the Empire than outside. If we leave, the Thalmor will have no hesitation in making moves. But your intentions regarding Whiterun are now clear. I warn you that Whiterun is my home. And if you attack my home, you find the Dragonborn opposing you. I ended the Dragon Crisis. I ended the vampire menace. I cleansed the Companions and am now Harbinger. I ended the crisis of the College. Do you really want to see me on the opposite side of the battlefield to yourself, knowing what I'm capable of?"

He finally stood up. He was a tall man. As tall as me. He stepped forward until we were barely a couple of inches apart, his eyes gazing into mine. "We have come too far, Dragonborn. What has been started must be finished. There will be no more hesitation. Imperial rule of Skyrim must end. Once that is done, we focus on the Thalmor."

"Skyrim cannot win against the Thalmor alone, Jarl Ulfric."

"I think you underestimate your brothers and sisters, Dragonborn."

I stepped back and dipped my head. "I have my reply, Jarl Ulfric. Whenever you decide to attack, rest assured I will be there to stop you."

"If the Dragonborn must die to secure our freedom, it is a price I'm willing to pay."

"Very well, Jarl Ulfric."

Galmar was still glaring at me. I looked around and the guards remained in position, but I made sure I backed away slowly, keeping hands away from weapons. I didn't think they'd try and stop me but as I was now clearly an enemy, they could decide trying to arrest me to be a wise move. They certainly wouldn't take me without a fight.

But I walked out of the palace without being stopped. I headed straight back to the inn, grabbed my pack, and once I was mounted, I started my ride back to Solitude. It was dark by the time I stabled my horse and walked through the main gates. My first stop was Castle Dour. Tullius was in the middle of dinner but immediately greeted me, walking into the map room. Rikke walked in a couple of seconds later. I placed the axe on the table.

"He refused the token. He made his intentions clear. He intends to attack."

Tullius nodded. "I'll send messengers tomorrow morning to all our camps, ordering them to prepare to move out. I will organise a small force to arrive in Whiterun within two days. What are your intentions?"

"I will offer my services to Jarl Balgruuf."

Tullius glanced at Rikke before looking back at me. "Considering who you are, Dragonborn, I am going to make a proposal. My men will be under your command."

"Seriously?"

"Knowing the Dragonborn will be leading the defence? You might not wear the uniform, but knowing you are on their side, it will do them wonders. They will believe. That will almost be enough itself. When will you leave?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"Are you sure you don't wish to rest?"

"I can do that in Whiterun. I want to make sure I'm there for whenever Ulfric intends to attack. I have no doubt it will be soon. I didn't see any siege weapons, that doesn't mean they are not hidden somewhere, ready to move at a moment's notice."

He offered his hand. "Good luck, Dragonborn."

I took the offered hand. "Thank you, General."

As soon as I walked in the door at home, I was grabbed my Mirabelle and led to her bedroom, where she hugged me tightly for at least five minutes without saying a word. She eventually leaned back so I could kiss her. "You hungry?" she asked. I nodded, so was led to the dining room, all my girls joining me as I ate dinner, enjoyed a tankard of ale, before I had to explain what was going on. I told them I'd be leaving the next morning, and this time, I didn't know how long I'd be away. Aela and Lydia offered to come again, which I accepted, as Whiterun was their home. Serana, being a mage, offered her services as well, which I also accepted.

"You will need help, Ragnar. I will send a message to the College, ask them to help you," Mirabelle stated.

"Seriously?"

"You helped protect the College from Ancano. I think every student there owes you more than one favour. Expect their arrival soon."

"I'll head to the Dawnguard first," Serana added, "I'm sure they won't mind helping the Dragonborn."

That meant only Mirabelle and Haelga would be remaining in Solitude, though I'm fairly sure Elisif would visit them often, even if it was simply to say hello and enjoy their company. So, that night, I had my first threesome with Haelga and Mirabelle, and there was no doubt in my mind that Haelga held back that night, at least in regards to some of her desires. Haelga and Mirabelle certainly enjoyed pleasing each other as I fucked them, and Mirabelle did watch Haelga take it in the arse rather hard. Haelga loved every second, of course, wanting more and more. I glanced at Mirabelle, who simply watched on, impressed by what Haelga was taking.

"You're enjoying that?" she asked, Haelga's face buried into her pillow, arse up in the air, as I crouched over her, just ramming my cock into her arse.

"Every... single... second," she replied through each thrust.

"I'm close," I grunted.

"I want a mouthful."

Mirabelle then watching, even more amazed, as I pulled out and sat back, Haelga immediately spinning around and swallowing my cock, her head immediately bobbing up and down quickly. I came within a minute, and she audibly gulped down my cum, her eyes alive with nothing but unbridled lust as she looked into mine. Mirabelle moved to have a look and gasp. "Gods, Haelga, you're... so red..."

My cock popped out of her mouth. "That's one well fucked arse you're looking at, Mirabelle."

"Does it hurt?"

"A little, but that's the point. The pleasure is overwhelming in comparison. It's even better when he ties me up, blindfolds and gags me, then just teases me for hours on end. He'll make me cum over and over until I simply pass out."

"Wow," Mirabelle whispered.

Mirabelle then sat up and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her tight and kissing her cheek. "Don't for one second believe he wants this from you. Trust me, I've already seen you two make love. What you share is beautiful, and I'm sure you know we all have different things we like to do with him."

"I've... had anal with him before but nothing like that," she said quietly.

"Did you enjoy it?"

Mirabelle looked at me and smiled. "He was so concerned about hurting me, but it didn't for a second. Helps that he knows what he's doing, I guess."

"He loves you and always makes sure you're enjoying yourself. Even after all this time, I'm sure he worries he's hurting me too much. We have a safe word in case it does." She paused. "Now, Mirabelle, Ragnar will be gone for a few days and it's only us two. So are we going to fool around?"

Mirabelle looked at me, smiled, then turned and kissed Haelga on the cheek. "I think we'll have some fun."

"Good. Been a long time since I've only had pussy on the menu." She looked at me. "Don't you be gone too long, Ragnar. I'm thinking we put on a show for the girls when you get back."

"I'm game if you are."

We eventually cleaned up and rested, Mirabelle to one side, Haelga to the other. Though I wanted to leave early the next morning, Haelga woke me up, gave me a kiss, then left the bedroom. Mirabelle needed no second invitation, immediately straddling my body, feeling her warm pussy slide down my cock. She rode me to an orgasm, taking one final load from me after a few minutes, before she lay on my chest, fingers trailing her spine. "There'll be a day when you finally stop leaving, won't there?"

I lifted her chin with a finger. "Soon, Belle. I'm not sure what's going to happen. If I need to help end the war, so be it. Because once it is over, I can't think of another thing that will cause me to leave again."

"Good. I love having you around me all the time. So do the others, of course. But I like being selfish sometimes, have you to myself."

"I won't complain, my Breton goddess."

That made her smile as she lifted herself off. After dressing, I headed out to where I'd left my pack and weapons. Aela, Serana and Lydia appeared from their own rooms and we headed out into the city. It was still rather easily so few people were about. There were hugs all around, wishes of good luck and be safe, before the four of us headed to the stables. Serana would ride with us most of the way before taking the southern route via Falkreath, hoping to return to Whiterun with the Dawnguard in number. Mirabelle would write a letter that morning and send it by courier. She hoped the mages would be in Whiterun within a couple of days. They would have to take a circuitous route to avoid the Stormcloak armies.

Though we tried to keep good pace, we didn't make it to Whiterun in the day, needing to night out near Rorikstead, choosing to camp instead of stay at the inn. There was no sex that night. Or, at least, my cock wasn't taken out. Lot of pussy was eaten that night though, the three women going to sleep with grins on their faces, while I simply felt smug satisfaction. Sometimes, I don't need to get my dick wet to enjoy myself and they learned that to their benefit that night.

Serana disappeared not long into our ride the next morning as Aela, Lydia and I completed our journey to Whiterun. There was no obvious differences around the city nor in the air, walking up to Dragonsreach, through the usual crowds, no-one suggesting they were worried about an impending attack.

Jarl Balgruuf didn't need to ask how my meeting went as I walked into the great hall with his axe already in hand. He took it from me with a sigh. "That means war," he muttered, "What did General Tullius say?"

"He's already organising the troops. I think the first will arrive within a matter of days. I have other allies. Serana will see if the Dawnguard will help, and it's possible the mages of the College will assist."

"The Companions will also stand in the defence of the Whiterun too," Aela added. I gave her a look and nodded. I knew they would have helped regardless. I just hadn't got around to asking them yet.

"What is the plan, my lord?" I asked.

He sat down in his throne again, giving it some thought. Then he looked at me. "Dragonborn, I'm placing the defence of my city in your hands. Will you take on that responsibility?"

"Yes, my lord. I will begin preparations immediately. I will need the co-operation of all yours guards."

He turned and yelled, "Irileth!" She appeared within seconds. She looked my way and nodded before standing next to me. "Find Commander Caius and ask him to report to me immediately. Plans must be made for any imminent attack by the Stormcloaks."

Irileth glanced my way. "Is that true, Dragonborn?"

"Their camps are placed in a way that would suggest they could descend upon our walls quickly. And Jarl Ulfric did not accept the axe."

"I will find Commander Caius immediately, my lord."

She disappeared as Balgruuf sighed, leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "I knew this day would come eventually," he said quietly, "But I'd always hoped the Empire would manage a decisive victory that would end the rebellion without Ulfric's army stacking at my walls."

"You have the Dragonborn, my lord," Lydia stated, "And he's saved Skyrim more than once already. I think saving Whiterun might mean just that little bit more to him."

"I will put it like this, Dragonborn. Save my city and you have my voice to elect you the new High King at the next Moot. And I will use whatever influence I have to ensure you receive the support required. I know it's not something you particularly want, but I believe we need someone of your stature in the position to lead our country."

"Whiterun will not fall to the Stormcloaks, my lord. I give you my word." I turned to Aela and Lydia. "I believe we should get started."

"Talos guide you, Dragonborn."

Heading out of Dragonsreach, I stopped at the top of the stairs, gazing down over the city. I made myself a promise. I would need to be dead before the Stormcloaks took this city. It might no longer be my home, but it was the first city I'd called home after my... re-birth, let's call it. And while I might empathise with Jarl Ulfric, I would not sit back and allow him to stride across Skyrim, dragging her out of the Empire, making her a soft target for her enemies.

I turned to my two companions. "Let's get to work."