At the End of the Day

Stenvar loved her. Couldn't she sense that? He had been thrown by her revelation that she was much more special than he'd realized - Child of Akatosh, Champion of Meridia. Who was he to ask someone like that to love him, a used-up, good-for-nothing-but-bandit-and-artifact-hunting sellsword? She was destined for great things. He was destined for a pile of gold and a mead hangover.