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Ghede laughs.

Ghede: "Your flattery won't work on me, girlie."

He tightens his grip slightly, soft enough to let her breathe but hard enough to let her know that he means buisiness. He studies her face for a moment.

Ghede: "You're the one who's been causing problems for my brother, hmm? Shame. I would really think better of him, expecting a child and all."

Ghede cackles and draws Paris closer, smiling so much that it looked like he was being electrocuted.

Ghede: "You've done me a great service, girlie. By distracting him, you've allowed me to get the upper hand. Maybe I'll keep you as a servant when I'm done razing Tamriel."

He hurls her off the wreckage, and she lands next to Claudius with a dull thud. He resumes taking count of survivors, occasionally stopping to bleed a sailor dry.