So Aethy and his husband Derkeethus settled down after a rough giant bounty. "How about the bannered mare my love? A few mugs of your favorite ale would surely do you wonders right now, especially that you took down a giant. That's not an easy task land strider." The wusky nodded, and they headed over to whiterun for a little R&R.

Honestly, I really love Derkeethus. He is one of my favorite followers and spouse candidates, I can only imagine how long he's been down in that hole and what those Falmer bastards had done to him. Aethy is a little protective of his little scaly lover.