Blackfeather Woods You'll marry Ser Loras

The boy, despite his rather impressive stature, has no idea what to do with himself as he flails relentlessly against the efforts of Miraak. He has the brawn, the size, the components to be great in the art of defensive and offensive fighting but he knows nothing of how to coordinate himself. Vaati narrows his eyes, knowing quite well the lesson his uncle is intent on teaching. "You are making a fool of me!" He roars in return, struggling under the weight of the man. It is not that he cannot physically push him off, but the older man is more crafty than that and pins him in a way he cannot escape without instruction.