Dovah of the Daedra

((A post Skyrim fate for my OC Sithis[aka my Dovahkiin]))

A sigh slipped through the lips of this being. Another party was being held, this time it was at a 'cross roads' so to speak, where all the planes of Oblivion met into a single point. This is where she lived. Though this Dovahkiin knew nothing of her past while of the mortal realms, even her name. She did however know her power and rank. In power she was debatably equal or stronger than many of the Princes but in rank she lied just below them and was tasked to 'keep the peace' between the boarders of Oblivion. It's wasn't anything new for her however, as she had felt she had done this for years. However she LONGED to see the mortal realms. She knew of other universes, some were similar to the next while others were completely off the charts. She had even known a reality where giant mechanical beings resided, waging a war from planet to planet though it was only amongst to factions of their own kind.

Those were the kinds of places she longed for, to see new sights, new worlds to explore and learn. Though she seemed content and could always hope, she knew better than to think it could be possible for her. In a version of Tamriel sure, they knew of them though not of her, there was a higher chance to be summoned there unlike many others.

Letting out another sigh, the Daedric Royalty turned back towards the party. She was considered by many as royalty and did not try to test her though those such as Sanguine were more than happy to test her patience with her higher ups. This night was supposedly for her however, a anniversary perhaps? She couldn't tell and from the looks of the others, one could think that they had forgotten about her, celebrating for no reason what so ever. The gold decorating her dress and horns seemed to shimmer in the strange blue flames.

Suddenly however she...felt something. A tug of sorts. She had heard the other princes describe what it felt to be summoned. Could someone be summoning her? For the first time??