Sybella woke to the sound of loud voices coming from downstairs. She rolled around in her silk sheets, refusing to acknowledge the morning. The noise continued. She groaned. It was far too early for wine and that meant she shouldn’t be awake.
Sybella woke to the sound of loud voices coming from downstairs. She rolled around in her silk sheets, refusing to acknowledge the morning. The noise continued. She groaned. It was far too early for wine and that meant she shouldn’t be awake. fanfiction stories
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Just some snippets from my Elder Scrolls online characters. This is Lady Sybella Omithian, a Breton from Glenumbra. Part 1

Sybella woke to the sound of loud voices coming from downstairs. She rolled around in her silk sheets, refusing to acknowledge the morning. The noise continued. She groaned. It was far too early for wine and that meant she shouldn’t be awake.

Reluctantly scooting herself to the corner of her goose feather bed, she placed her feet into soft slippers and pushed her wild red curls out of her face. Everything was so bright and cheery in the morning, she despised it. Sybella much preferred the cool evenings of the Gold Coast.

The sea breeze in the evening air and of course it was an acceptable hour to drink all the very expensive wine she had at the villa. Her servant girl had her robe ready for when she finally stood up from the comfort of her bed. It wrapped around her lean body, caressing her skin. She gave a little hum of satisfaction.

The noise from downstairs continued. “Some tea, darling, and some for my guests as well.” The girl left quietly. Something Sybella liked about her. Quiet and loyal. She made her way to her vanity to attempt to calm the tempest that was her hair. Eventually she managed to get it wrapped into a tousled braid.

Next was her face. She applied her moisturizing cream and added some color to her lips and eyelids so that her ice blue eyes would stand out. When she finished the girl had returned with some jasmine tea. The aroma alone did wonders in helping her usual enchanting disposition come forth. She sipped the tea as she looked out at the sea from her balcony window.

It was nice to be away from court for a while. Away from all of her responsibilities as owner of the Omithian trading company, one of the biggest companies in the Daggerfall Covenant. Away from the vipers that lived in Stormhaven that longed for her to lose her position. Away from her title as mistress to the king, or lady of misrule.

A cruel joke that she had embraced with a devilishly charming smile. “My lady, there’s a message for you.” The girl handed her a note with the Daggerfall lion signet in the wax seal. She handed the girl the cup and opened the letter. ‘Come back to me’ was all it said.

Sybella knew who it was from. High King Emeric, her lover...well one of them but the only one the world knew about. She heard laughter coming from downstairs and she longed to stay a little longer to remain far away in her own world she had created with her friends. She wouldn’t even be able to speak to them. When he summoned her it meant she had to leave immediately.

‘Come back to me.’ She read again. It was pleasure this time. That’s why he was calling her back. She could always tell when it was business or pleasure. Business was ‘Come home.’ He missed her. “Pack my things. We’re heading back to Wayrest.”

Introducing Lady Sybella Omithian.

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