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In what seemed like only an instant, Selene was standing outside Skuldafn with Odahviing.
“Oh!” she exclaimed with a start.
“Welcome back, Dovahkiin.”
“How did I get here?”
“You simply appeared, no doubt sent back from Sovngarde by the gods. Your Thu’um is the greatest, Dovahkiin. I owe you all allegiance, and I await your command.”
Selene and Brynjolf were attacked by a tribe of Foresworn at sunset near a ruined castle only a few miles from the Karthspire. After eliminating their assailants, they camped in the shadow of the castle, and they made it to Sky Haven Temple early the next morning. Delphine and her new recruits were already training in the courtyard. Blades clanged and fighters grunted as they sparred, and Delphine stood off to the side and spouted orders and instructions. She raised an eyebrow when Selene walked up to her.
Selene crouched in the shadows outside Maven’s office, cloaked in invisibility, eavesdropping on a conversation. The businesswoman didn’t realize it, but she was being interrogated. The intent was to bring Selene out of hiding and find out what she knew about Mercer and how much she participated.
“You look tired,” she told Brynjolf as he sat down across from her.
Selene arrived at the Frozen Hearth in Winterhold just after midnight and asked the innkeeper if he knew where she could find Enthir.
“You’re in luck,” he said. “He just walked in.”
Selene turned to see an amiable-looking Bosmer just closing the front door. His bronze skin was accented by golden eyes and orange hair cut in a long strip down the middle of his head. He had a mischievous look in his eye as he waved at one of the other patrons. When she walked up to him, he raised an eyebrow.
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