The Dragoon In Skyrim - Volume 1 Chapter 129 Talking With Alistair

“I want an answer from you to recompensated my men and myself because we marched for a whole week when we could have stayed in Val Royeaux,” says Vincent instilling fear into the woman in front of him.

“Why did you not surrender before? Did you think we wouldn’t come to Halamshiral if you left us alone or did you try to manifest the army you had in the Dales fighting against each other,” says Vincent looking at the Empress as she lost her footing falling to the ground.

“How did you-” says the girl as Vincent looked at her seriously.

“Because I was there when I and my men killed them all. Before Val Royeaux fell their corpses were cold,” says Vincent as he looked down on her before saying, “And you call yourself Empress. You are a shame to that title.”

“My lord what do we do with them?” asks the messenger as Vincent looked quite cold making the messenger freeze as well as the Empress.

“Burn the place down. We only need the girl,” says Vincent as he looked at his messenger who wanted to discuss about it when Vincent says, “You either follow the order or you will burn with them. They could have surrendered before we arrived at their gates but they didn’t, thinking that we would be ignorant.”

The Empress couldn’t understand a thing that Vincent and his messenger were talking about but it couldn’t be anything good is what she thought when suddenly people began to move forward holding torches as they blocked every entrance even the secret ones and put Halamshiral on fire.

“Why are you doing this?” asks the girl as she grabbed Vincent for an explanation.

“This is your punishment for not surrendering earlier,” says Vincent as cries could be heard from inside.

The Empress was hearing how her people were crying and pleading for help as the Legions were only watching. The younger ones that didn’t witness the last war had quite an easy stomach as they left the scene to vomit from smelling the burnt meat and imagining what was going on inside.

The Veterans on the other hand were stone cold. They didn’t even flinch as they watched it happen when the Empress seemed to collapse there.

“What are we going to do with Empress Celene?” asks the messenger that was a rookie that came back from vomiting.

“We will see for now we will take her to Val Royeaux then she will be put under a choice and she will decide her future,” says Vincent as he put Celene on his shoulder and took her away as the Legionaries that weren’t in Halamshiral were building tents for tonight.

He puts her in his tent and leaves again leaving two Legionaries behind to watch over her. Vincent went back to see that everything was done as only a burned palace remained and the smell of burnt meat and vomit.

They all then returned to the camp as Vincent sent his Dragons and Dragoons to the east towards the border to Ferelden to take over the cities near the border before marching south to take the rest of Orlais.

Vincent took a map out of Thedas as he marked some lines in it over Orlais that was splitting it. Making it quite obvious that the line was the border between the Empire and Orlais for now.

Vincent sighs as he puts the map away while saying to himself, “We are at war there is no mercy for anyone.”

He returned to his tent to see that Empress Celene was still sleeping as he sat down and closed his eyes for a moment. The next thing he felt was a dagger trying to penetrate his neck.

He opened his eyes and sees Celene in front of him and he says, “This won’t be able to kill me. Nothing really can kill me. I tried every possible way but in the end, I am still here.”

Helene dropped the dagger as she was now scared that Vincent would kill her when Vincent just stood up and says, “Since you are awake I will go to sleep in my bed. I will ignore that you tried to kill me since I need you alive.”

“Why?” asks Celene as Vincent showed her his back.

“Because you need to announce publicly that Orlais surrendered. Then I will search for an Aldmer woman and have a child with her and put that child on the throne of Orlais making Orlais what it used to be a Mer Kingdom,” says Vincent as Celene was pale hearing that.

“What will happen to me?” asks Celene as Vincent didn’t even border to answer as he fell asleep.

“You will die once you fulfilled your duties except you have fulfilled them perfectly,” says Vlad who appeared behind Celene.

“What do you mean fulfilled them perfectly?” asks Celene as she was trying to find a way to survive this situation.

“You just need to lead the land until my lord’s child is old enough to lead Orlais if you have done your duty perfectly then you will survive but if you didn’t many heads will roll,” says Vlad scaring Celene to do what was awaited from her as he disappeared again.

The next day the army began their march back to Val Royeaux while the Dragons and Dragoons were going on a rampage around the east of Orlais as they conquered city after city under the banner of the Empire.

When the army arrived at Val Royeaux again many of the Orlaisians saw Empress Celene with the army making everyone realize that they lost the war to the Empire.

Celene signed the surrender to the Empire as Vincent looked at Vyrve who nods knowing that he will be staying behind in Orlais from today on as he did in Akavir to hold the order.

In the meantime, the Dragons and the Dragoons were wiping the last Grey Wardens in Orlais out as they took the last Fortress of the Grey Warden named Adamant.

The Network pretty quickly housed the bloody fortress and cleaned it up as it was a nice place in nowhere so they wouldn’t be disturbed.

Vincent was going over reports while he sent a messenger to Ferelden and Orzammar he wanted permission to move his people into the Deep Roads to clean it up while negotiating with Ferelden about their entrance into the Empire peacefully.

When the messenger returned and he says, “Ferelden want to talk about it while Orzammar agreed to your proposal. They will give us half of the Thaigs for cleaning the Darkspawn completely.”

“Good then let me meet with Alistair first before going to Orzammar. Ysgramor, I want you to lead the troops to the border of Orlais and Ferelden but don’t cross it until I tell you,” says Vincent as he looked at a Nord with a long blond beard while he was bald.

He was wearing an old Nord armor that resembled that of the old Nord Hero of the Ebonheart Pact from the second era while wielding Wuuthrad.

“Yes, grandfather,” says Ysgramor as he nods.

Ysgramor was the nephew of Tyr and brother of the current High King of Skyrim. He is the General of one Legion that comes from Skyrim.

He prepared the men while Vincent called Odahviing to take him to Denerim. Many people in Ferelden were scared when they saw a Dragon overflying them as they heard stories of how the Empire won battle after battle with the help of their Dragons.

Odahviing arrived over Denerim as Vincent just jumped off his back while saying, {Stay nearby just in case.}

Odahviing leaves as Vincent landed in front of the Palace in full armor as he looked at the guards and says, “I’m here to negotiate with King Alistair.”

The guards in front of the Palace were quite nervous as they saw Vincent and the Empire in a different light. They guided Vincent inside as one of them asks, “Is the Empire going to war against Ferelden?”

“No, we have a treaty after all. We won’t break said treaty that easily,” says Vincent making them sigh in relief that they weren’t at war.

They arrived at the throne room where Alistair was waiting with Eamon and Leliana. Leliana was holding Maric since they were taking care of him.

“Nice to see you all,” says Vincent as Alistair was not that happy.

“Why did you destroy the Grey Wardens?” asks Alistair as Vincent smiled.

“They were controlled by an Ancient Darkspawn. I had to take care of them and asked even politely to disband them but they wanted the war. I will ask the same out of the Grey Wardens of Ferelden,” says Vincent as Alistair looked at Vincent seriously.

“Why must the Grey Wardens disband?” asks Alistair angry since the Grey Wardens were his home until he became King.

“Because of the taint. We will cure them of it but they will be ordinary people again. I will be leading an expedition into the Deep Roads to exterminated the Darkspawn forever. That’s why I want to disband the Grey Wardens,” says Vincent as Alistair sighs.

Alistair knew without Darkspawn the Grey Wardens wouldn’t be needed and says, “I will talk to Aedan about it.”

“Good, also I have a request for you to enter the Empire as one of our provinces. You would still stay as King while every noble in Ferelden will keep their title like in Anderfels and Rivain,” says Vincent as Alistair seemed to want to accept since it was the easiest way out.

“I accept,” says Alistair surprising Eamon.

“Good, I will send you Ysgramor to help you build a Legion and after Aedan is cured he can lead it for you. Also, my men will be coming for the border to get to Orzammar,” says Vincent informing them.

“How is my son?” asks Alistair now that the official crap was over.

“Prince Duncan is safe and sound. He has quite the appetite as he drinks more than Godo my youngest son and future Dragonking,” says Vincent as be walked towards Leliana and picked Maric up who seemed to remember Vincent as he laughed and grabbed Vincent’s right horn.

“Maric seems healthy. You have done a good job but he won’t be the future King but the Teyrn of Gwaren,” says Vincent surprising the room since last time Vincent was adamant to put Maric on the throne.

“Duncan would be a better King since he grew up in midst of every race. Since you joined the Empire the Mers, Dwarves and Qunari stand on the same level as Men. Never forget that or I will be forced to move again. And I hate it to move again,” says Vincent warning them as he gave Maric back to Leliana before leaving the Palace.