Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-24736819-20161028165313

Following the next days of resettling the city with its own warriors, Jakin had a quick recovery. The healers couldn't pinpoint how on Nirn the young Prince managed to get back on his feet that quickly, a secret only a certain redhaired woman knew.

Even with his recovery, Jakin still had to use a cane to walk properly and as such, he barely left his room.

"How are we feeling this fine evening, Prince Jakin?", Lisbeth playfully sat on his bed and smirked.

"The same, milady... and I still have the same questions for you: why are you helping me? And most importantly, how on Nirn were you not caught yet?", that conversation happened everyday when the vampiress appeared and naturally, it always followed the same script.

Lisbeth chuckled and jumped out of the bed.

"A question for another day, my Prince. It is a lovely day out there, why don't you go take a walk?", she pressed him.

"Not feeling like taking a walk, milady...", Jakin mumbled.

"What a pity, I've heard your twin is in serious need of a friend. In a few days she is to marry the new High King, you know? Marriage always mess with us ladies.", Lis smiled and before Jakin could bomb her with questions, she quickly opened the door and made herself scarce.

The Prince cursed and complained to himself, but eventually decided it was time to leave his room and poke around a bit. He grabbed his new cane, made of dark wood and encrusted with a cobra head on the handle, finally setting foot outside his room after a few days of enclosure.