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Mjoll placed what were likely all of his belongings – perhaps some of hers, as well, even aside from Grimsever, her greatsword that I had recovered – and, tears running freely, yet with no sound and perfect poise, she poked a torch here and there into the piled logs. Each of us at a corner of the pyre held one aloft, in salute; stepped back as the flames intensified. “You can go now,” the big woman murmured. Feeling that it was more of a command than a release, we did so. Next morning, still in full, gory armour, face now lined with streaked, dried blood, Mjoll approached our table in the Bee and Barb tavern, stopped before me, helm under one arm, kitbag strapped over the other shoulder; she looked as though she had been awake all night – likely had, in vigil. “I would go with you.” “Whence?” I suspected I knew the answer. “ These vampires must be wiped out! ” She said it as though she were spitting poison. 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Usually, it was not of major consequence. “What is it?” I was terser than I meant to be; I saw the flash of hurt in her sad, blue eyes as I glanced up. “I… I can’t do this… anym-more.” Her Nord-accented voice shook. “Do what?” I foolishly asked. “I… w-want to go home.” We had completed Vilja’s quests, save for finding a relative of an acquaintance of hers, in order to remove a curse under which this acquaintance suffered. Thus, my next mistake. “We will stop at Breezehome on the way to Solitude – I needs must report for new orders at Castle Dour.” “N-No. Shrelle, p-please, look at me.” I did so, even though Aela was naked below the waist but for smallclothes, and I felt Hardcore my nipples twitch, slit moisten, all yearn for attention. I did not need more than another glance to see those bright eyes shiny with tears, Vilja’s pretty face twisted as had been Mjoll’s the other day – perhaps more so. “No. I w want to go home … to S-Solstheim.” Something clutched at my guts. 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