Blackfeather Woods Sing to the Moon

He had gone off to bed alone this time. Damien had gotten used to sleeping beside his brother, but the nights that weren't like that he didn't even bother asking where Cicero had gone off to. He had his own business to attend. So the Dark Master slept alone, cold and silent his night until Miraak disrupted the peace.

Pale eyes squinted at the dark male from the inside. A yawn, a stretch and Damien emerged from the shadows. "Miraak," he said, not sure whether he was upset by the sudden awakening. "What do you want?" yep, he was rather mad, but he knew that his uncle wouldn't come to him this late for no reason.