Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150315213237/@comment-5583506-20150316000434

The troops reached the gates of Whiterun by dusk and rode through its streets before entering the courtyard of Vargine Hall. The sight of the large ornamental wooden keep was one Valkyrie would never tire of.

Torsdolk stood on the stairs with an expression of anticipation. "Lilja?"

Valkyrie smiled and made a gesture for Juliana to open the carriage. Lilja Ghost-Wolf stepped out, slightly trembling as she took baby steps, as if to assure herself that there was a place where she could put her feet without falling through the ground.

Torsdolk stormed towards his niece and embraced her, having hard to keep back his tears. "I... I thought you were dead, girl! Dammit! I thought... I thought they had taken you from us as well!"

There was nothing more heart-warming than watching an old man cry of happiness, thought Valkyrie and smiled at the sight. Lilja still seemed unsure of where she was and who all these people around her were, but Valkyrie expected that if she would just get used to her enviroment and the feeling of being free from that dark and damp prison cell, she would be herself again in no time... hopefully...

She looked at Perdix and smiled. "She is... home... I can hardly believe it myself."