Blackfeather Woods You'll marry Ser Loras

He hears a snarl from his great-nephew, but it is directed towards the boy himself rather than Miraak. He does nothing but back away, dodging the tirade. He snorts in amusement at his roar of annoyance. I am teaching you, He smirks briefly before lunging at the boy again, aiming to pin the child down underneath him.