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“My mother said I'm too romantic
She said, "You're dancing in the movies"
I almost started to believe her
Then I saw you and I knew

Maybe it's 'cause I got a little bit older
Maybe it's all that I've been through
I'd like to think it's how you lean on my shoulder
And how I see myself with you

I don't say a word
But still, you take my breath and steal the things I know
There you go, saving me from out of the cold

Fire on fire would normally kill us
But this much desire, together, we're winners
They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners
But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms
'Cause when you unfold me and tell me you love me
And look in my eyes
You are perfection, my only direction
It's fire on fire, mmm
It's fire on fire

When we fight, we fight like lions
But then we love and feel the truth
We lose our minds in a city of roses
We won't abide by any rules

I don't say a word
But still, you take my breath and steal the things I know
There you go, saving me from out of the cold

Fire on fire would normally kill us
But this much desire, together, we're winners
They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners
But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms
'Cause when you unfold me and tell me you love me
And look in my eyes
You are perfection, my only direction
It's fire on fire, oh
It's fire on fire

Fire on fire would normally kill us
But this much desire, together, we're winners
They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners
But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms
Fire on fire would normally kill us
But this much desire, together, we're winners
They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners
But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms
'Cause when you unfold me and tell me you love me
And look in my eyes
You are perfection, my only direction
It's fire on fire

You are perfection, my only direction
It's fire on fire.”
-Fire on Fire by Sam Smith

He had beautiful eyes…the kind you could get lost in…and I guess I did.

More concept sketches for the continuation of Companion. As said before there are some elements of the old comic “A Dance of Dragons and Bears” that I DO want to keep in the current story but they will be changed a bit and might occur at different times and as parts of different events than they did originally. This is the new version of these pages https://www.furaffinity.net/view/26528688/ https://www.furaffinity.net/view/26603878/ . One of the reasons I’ve changed it other than I want it to happen for different reasons and at a different time during their trip to Riften is that one of the tropes you see in fanfiction all the time is that the canon male character is used constantly as a vehicle to tell you the reader how ABSOLUTELY PERFECT AND GORGEOUS the female character/object of affection is. And while that’s fine, I’m totally not going to completely shit on tropes because they are enjoyable for a reason, I want Iona to obviously admire Ulfric as well. I personally don’t want him to be the only one chasing someone or longing for them, and I don’t want her to seem constantly cold. While she might not have been “cold” in the original comic, most of it was about him fawning over her, and this time around, I want it more equal.

While in Riften, most of Ulfric’s days are consumed with the business of dealing with highborne families, aristocrats, thanes, wealthy merchants and the like in an effort to rally support for his side of the Civil War. Most are inclined to at least offer an ear to the Rebel Jarl while Jarl LawGiver is more than happy to ally herself with Ulfric who she has loved since childhood. It does not escape Ulfric or Iona for that matter that it seems Laila LawGiver and several of her more powerful Thanes are vying for a marriage to Ulfric that would join the Rift and Eastmarch and usher in royal ties if Ulfric’s rebellion is to be successful and if his country grants him the right to sit upon the throne of Skyrim herself. While he knows this is inevitable to deal with, the golden-haired daughters of wealthy thanes and Laila LawGiver herself are not the ones Ulfric asked to be by his side. When asked what he wants of her if not to help guard him while he’s there, Ulfric asks that her nights belong to him and while at first she assumes that maybe she will be warming her Jarl’s bed (not that she’d MIND), he has other things planned.

You see, a shared day or night isn’t enough, and when the Jarl’s attentions turn more to simply wishing to be by her side, Iona is taken to a place she’s never been before with a man. A place of emotional significance. Without words, he’s offering her a relationship.