Ordinarily, one's father might reply with a similar four words, a reciprocation of that sentiment.
But for all that Sheogorath rails against the idea that there is a correct way, those words do not feel right.
Instead, there are a different four words waiting for Fever on a bit of parchment, written in a familiar hand, when she arrives home at the end of the day.
And she who has seen and lived his darkest days, is met with the words:
no subject
But for all that Sheogorath rails against the idea that there is a correct way, those words do not feel right.
Instead, there are a different four words waiting for Fever on a bit of parchment, written in a familiar hand, when she arrives home at the end of the day.
And she who has seen and lived his darkest days, is met with the words:
"I have no doubt."