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[30.10] King Edward X
Mats continued his story of Lucky and Josea.
[30.10] KING EDWARD X
King Edward, Part X
by Anonymous
Chapter X: Josea and Lucky, Part II
The years passed, twenty of them. More children came. Timmy took a bride. The land
continued to prosper. Few died, so there were many people now, and much of the forest was
cleared for farms. Others became soldiers or sailors. Their voyages and battles all prospered,
and they returned home laden with booty. The gods were with them, people said, for they
were virtuous and deserving folk. Skyrim was united now under King Vrage the Gifted,
second and noblest son of the legendary Harald of Ysgramoor, thus Josea's king was high
king of all Skyrim. The Nords under Vrage's leadership spread into Morrowind and High
Rock, conquering some of the sly and thievish dark elves and the weak and superstitious
Bretons.
Josea and Lucky had opened a store and built a fine big house for their family. One night
Josea awoke alone, and heard voices in the hall. She left her bed and crept to see. The voices
sounded angry!
Lucky was standing there in his nightshirt; the passing years had changed him little. He
looked no older, but he had grown leaner and paler, and somehow less substantial. Standing
with him were a tall matronly woman, dark haired, and clad in a fine blue robe, a knight in
black armor, carrying a black sword and a handsome blond man, greenclad, with a bow. Two
elves were there as well, one fair and one with golden skin; one had a harp, the other a lute.
Elves had not been seen in Skyrim in years! How did quiet simple Lucky come to know such
grand people?
"Is this how you keep your pact with us? Did we not make the rules clear to you?"
The woman was shouting at Lucky, who only muttered, "Lady Mara, I didn't realize it had
been so long. It was only for a few days, and then a few days more. And then there were the
children and Josea needed me. I thought no harm. Things seemed to go well for everyone. It
hasn't been so long. Tamriel did well enough without me before." Lucky spoke softly, yet his
face was set and Josea knew how stubborn he could be.
"Everyone! What of the Bretons? What of the dark elves? And the wood elves. Of the ice
elves I say nothing. They are gone, gone altogether and forever."
"Such shy folk...I tried," Lucky faltered. "I did try. The ice elves were very hard to find, and
not that friendly when I did find them."
"Are all the elves to follow them, and the Bretons, and then the other races?"
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