|It is how it is.|
The Cat's PawThe Cat's Paw by modji-33
The Emperor gave them all new names that day.
"Names to endear," he said.
"All the Dragonborn knows of me, are my repeated attempts to capture him. The mistakes of my Generals. I will not win him to the Empire's cause if all he knows is the fist." He walked closer to her and opened his hand. "You are the antidote to that - you ten - are the exact opposite of my father's strategies." He gave a pointed look to one of his men before going on.
"Instead of a sword, you are my catspaw. You are my..." she was stunned as the Emperor leaned down and kissed her forehead, "Kiz."
He moved down the line of bounty-hunters. "Karres," he said, and stroked the Dunmer's greenskinned arm.
"Kurtsey," he bowed to the tall Altmer.
"Hugg." On and on, down the line, embracing and tickling and joking, and when he was done he ascended to his throne and looked down on them all with a smile.
She'd fought a sense of awe as she looked up at him that day, onyx-black fringe hanging in his eyes, a mouth full of straig