Daughter of the Dominion

Drusilla Tullius grew up in Summerset Isle, one of many wards of good faith taken in by the Aldmeri Dominion after the signing of the White-Gold Concordat. Raised by the Altmer, she was trained in the arts of magic, espionage and war and has been acting aid to Ambassador Elenwen for five years.

She believes she’s been brought to Helgen to begin spying on her own father, but when a dragon attacks the Keep just before Ulfric Stormcloak is to be executed, Drusilla is separated from the ambassador.

She has no idea where Elenwen went, if she even lived through the devastation of Helgen. On her own for the first time in her life, she sends word to Markarth to the only man she knows in Skyrim: Justiciar Ondolemar, the Mer who raised her.

In order to keep her safe until Elenwen is ready to put her in her rightful place as spy, Ondolemar buys her Thanedom from Jarl Igmund, but even under threat Ignmund won’t give up that title unless she promises to earn it in time. She and the man who’s been appointed as her housecarl must route out the Forsworn that have been plaguing his lands and help make Markarth strong enough to survive the inevitable Stormcloak rebellion crashing through her gates.

Little does she realize, the conspiracy in Markarth runs deeper than anyone could have ever dreamed, and it’s only a matter of time before she discovers that blood and silver are the only things running through the city’s old stone veins.

 

 

Chapter One

 

Chapter Two

 

Chapter Three

 

Chapter Four

 

Chapter Five

 

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

 

 

3 Responses to Daughter of the Dominion

  1. Ashe says:

    Oh, it’s been a while, hasn’t it. .w. You might not remember me, but I was here a few times, posting two or three comments here and there. Anyway, I’m so sorry for not dropping by! College has been busy and I just got back to play Skyrim yesterday from nearly a 6 month hiatus. ;w; Playing reminded me of your lovely stories and I just had to stop by once again. I was super excited to see you were still writing and while browsing, found this. I must say, I am very eager for this story because as much as I loathe the Empire and hate the Aldemeri Dominion, Ondolemar actually is quite likable. (As far as Thalmors go) c:

    • erica says:

      I do remember you. It’s nice to see you again, Ashe. I still want to do this story eventually. I’m just all caught up in my original fiction right now, and there hasn’t been much time to work on my fanfiction. I have about four chapters of Daughter of the Dominion, and I’d like to finish A Kiss, Sweet Mother before I start posting it. I agree. I do love Ondolemar, and I’ve actually withheld on finishing the war in two of my games because I don’t want to see his crypt in the temple. :(

      • Ashe says:

        Oh yay, you remember. c: Thank you, it’s nice to be back and reading again! I can completely understand, no need to rush, I do like reading your other stories as well and you should work on what you want to, not what others tell you to. This is how writers block forms, trying to write when you aren’t into it at the moment. At least, for me it is. And for this amazing story I know it will be, I can wait. c; Ah, yes, that was quite depressing. ;w; I finished the war with the Stormcloaks and it took me forever to notice since I don’t quite like Markarth and so I never travel there. When I did, I was like “Oh, hey, look at this crypt, it has Thalmor robes, that’s funny. Hey, that reminds me, where’s Ondolem- OH NOES!!” I was devastated. Almost as much as when I decided to play as an Imperial and had to execute Ulfric. ;w; That was a sad day indeed…

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