From “The Memoirs of Romulus Trebatius”
The Ring
Ambassadors from the lords of Colovia came and went throughout the year. Most came from the city of Skingrad and were trying to persuade me to join their lord’s demesne, but I was determined not to bow to anybody except for the Eight. Other than meeting with these annoying people I spent most of my time planning the castle’s new towers and new quarters and training with my men in the courtyard. I also liked trying new spells, especially new fireball spells that the court mage made for me… I won’t tell all the accidents which these spells made me do.
Life was good back then: small court, small issues, not too many things to worry about; the only thing that tortured me at times was loneliness, but soon it would disappear.
I had a great feast in my palace and invited some patricians from the Imperial Isle and some nobles from Colovia. The music was overwhelmed by the heavy laughs of some of the nords from Bruma and by the loud talking of the patricians. I was sitting near Leyius, a childhood friend and now leader of House Vitellius, a family of the Heartlands.
After a while a nord passed out and I remember my old friend saying “Nords! Just a bunch of barbarians who are used to cheap mead and beer!”. He then started laughing, but a couple of other nords came close to our seats and started a fight with him. Sooner than later the feast came almost to look as the Arena in the Imperial City and I started to loose my patience. I shouted with all of my strength and cast a charm spell. Everybody went back to their seats.
My friend wasn’t in a bad shape, the nords were too drunk to fight properly, so we went back talking.
It was quite late and a lot of glasses came full from the kitchens and went back empty but I was still quite “sober”, if you can call it that, and I noticed a girl chatting with a couple of her friends. Leyius pointed at her and proudly told me “That’s my daughter Carmana, my second born, my first beign Humilis”. I was bewitched by her even though she wasn’t the most beautiful of flowers, but she had that something that the other women that I had seen didn’t have and still don't understand what that thing was: funny how love is.
A month later I invited the Vitellius family for a proposal. I welcomed them as if they were my kinsmen.
We entered the private dining room and Leyius made his daughter sit by my side and looked at me with a smile. The first few seconds near her were quite tense and I almost felt fear inside of me, but soon I felt a positive energy, warmth coming from her presence.
After another month of numerous meetings and feasts in which he and I talked a lot around the matter I proposed my friend that I would marry his daughter and in the end I managed to convince him completely to accept the proposal.
That day no man from Daggerfall to Necrom was happier than me.
A few days after the celebrations a messenger arrived with news from Skingrad… Very good news… By the Eight, were those great news!