Lion Head Mesa when he calls your name, it all fades to black

O.O

Maegi turned to see Sayf headed her way. Heeded his soft words. Even as she traveled with him, she was protesting— I shouldn't. . .be around others right now. It's not right. But her rebuttal was weak, and she found herself pressing against the fellahin as they walked.

"Not him."

Thank you, she murmured, feeling quite self-conscious.

"You are pestilence, but you are not nothing. To seek out this lowborn—"

Her head was pounding, and she clenched her jaw, trying to drown out Sheogorath's taunts. I didn't want this, she admitted. I hoped it wouldn't come.