Dragonheart: Rise of the Harbinger

Epilog

Trembling hands took the mirror in them and a small sob was heard.

" She's still alive, ma." A young man whispered encouragingly. " This was all I found in Mzulft when I went looking for her. I told you there had to be another way."

Sad green eyes looked over the quicksilver mirror in her hands and Dahlia Dragonheart looked to her son, her last living child. " She's not coming back, Mikhail." She said softly. Her eyes were glued to Tarrowlyn's happy face as a tall, handsome man with ebony hair and silvery blue eyes leaned in to kiss her daughter. She watched Tarrowlyn mouth the words 'I love you.' with obvious relish and he whispered those words back to her. They had been in this very room, which apparently had been her bedroom when the manor had been initially built, and they were under the covers of a large bed. Was this her husband? Dahlia looked closer to see if she could find wedding rings on their fingers, but there was no glint of silver or gold off of their fingers that she could see. Their happiness was suddenly interrupted when both wore matching expressions of exasperation and they both moved to get out of the bed. There was an amulet of Mara around Tarrowlyn's neck however. Dahlia smiled softly as the man wrapped his arms around Tarrowlyn again and the two seemed to be speaking about something. Dahlia was sure she was able to catch the word wedding. Ah, so this was her daughter's future husband then? She wished she could have met him. Their children were probably beautiful. " I wonder what his name was."

Mikhail looked over his mother's shoulder into the mirror. " I don't know, but it's obvious she's happy. The only thing we could ask for is that she's alive after all." Mikhail traced his sister's profile lovingly and a few tears blurred his vision. In the end, Tarrowlyn's final experiment had worked. And now, Mikhail was enjoying getting to see his sister's story unfold.

" Mikhail, did Tarrowlyn ever mention how the mirror was supposed to work?" Dahlia asked him. She was starting to regret pushing her daughter towards the college. It was obvious that Tarrowlyn was never meant to go that route now.

" Not exactly no. But I'm pretty sure this was the result she wanted, sans being blasted into the past the way she was. The only reason the mirror focuses on her is because we want to see her, otherwise we'd probably see other little bits of history that have happened here in the hall." Mikhail replied. He wanted to take the mirror with him to Jorrvaskr. If he knew his little sister as well as he did, she would have taken up arms and joined the famous warrior guild. Such an amazing little trinket that she came up with...

" She's a Dragonheart. And obviously meant for greater things." Dahlia said proudly as she handed the mirror off to her son. That was one less burden off of her back. Sure, Tarrowlyn was more than likely dead and gone now, but she hadn't died outright in the blast in the dwemer ruin. She looked as if she was living a full life, filled with adventure and love. " Thank you for finding the mirror, Mikhail. Go on and take it around. See how else your sister has changed history and brought honor to our family."

Mikhail smiled. " I'll do that, ma." he said with pride. His first stop was definitely Jorrvaskr. He would have to see if the hall of records held anything there about her as well.

From there, who knew where the travels would take him.