SkyrimXReader: Oneshots and Preferences

Ancano Catch Up Part 2

I'M BACK

I HAVE THE WORDS FOR YOU

I'M SORRY

I LOVE YOU ALL

You turn them on: Ancano pinched the bridge of his nose, it seemed unfair that out of all people Mara chose you as his beloved. He sighed, going back to his work, at least there was never a dull moment with you. Not that he would admit that to you. You were currently perched on his desk, struggling to cast a conjuration spell. “Perhaps you should try different spell.”

“But I'm so close to perfecting it!” You whined, feeling the zap of magika as you tried again. At your words, a burst of purple light filled the room as a flame atronach appeared. With bright and excited eyes you turned to him.

His heart swole with pride, causing a small smile on his face. The answering smile on your face caused his heart to skip a beat, watching you turn back and examine your handy work gave him a moment to fight the sudden rising urge in his body. As soon as the atronach appeared it disappeared, letting him come over to you. “Well done. Now if you don't mind I need some help with an experiment of my own.”

You fight: “You're a bastard!” You yelled, slapping him across the face. “I trusted you!” Tears burned as they slid down your face, the cold only flaring your anger more.

Those present in the courtyard froze, their gaze glued to the scene. Savos tried to approach carefully, moving for that whore of a woman Mirabelle to him. “Do I not mean anything to you anymore?! For Oblivion’s sake! Did I even mean anything to you from the beginning?! Or was i some sort of challenge that a pompous and narcissistic high elf couldn't resist?!”

“And you!” Your eyes turned to the woman, who clutched the top of her robes shut. “I thought you were my friend! Divines! I never thought you would be such a good for nothing whore!” Mirabelle flinched, her eyes tearing up.

“I'm so sorry, Y/N. I don't know what came over me.” She sobbed out, Savos coming to hold her.

You tisked, glaring back at Ancano. His face holding an ashamed and confused look. As his eyes met yours, the horrible guilt burned bright in them. “And what? No words from you?!”

Ancano looked dejectedly at the ground, the purple mark standing out against his rich golden skin. You could feel the angry tears boil up again. He was supposed to be yours, those marks were only to be made by you, he was supposed to love you. With one fluid movement you ripped the necklace off of you, chunking it at him. He didn't move, but instead watched the stunning rose gold amulet fall, the blue sapphire twinkling in the middle. “You might as well have that back. That's the only thing you're getting.” Forcing yourself to move you stalked past him to your room, packing up as tears fell rapidly. Within the hour you were heading down the steps of the school.

Though you never saw the black cloaked figure that had fallen to their knees cradling a beautiful amulet in their hands.

Make-Up: You sighed, turning the page of the well worn tome. Four months had passed since that day, four months since you even dared to use magic as it reminded you too much of him. You were about to see if you should fix lunch   before a knock on the door caught your attention.

Rayya answered it, you could hear the soft words floating over to you. But you didn't really make them out as you had went back to the book. “My Thane?” Her voice called out to you, “There is a dark elf here wishing to talk to you about something to do with the college. He says it's important.”

You paused for a moment, thinking it over, “Let him in.” Turning to the door, the sight of Savos in regular robes had your attention. “Well met Savos. What brings you here?”