Blackfeather Woods we could be immortals

He spoke little to his nephew Cicero. Perhaps it was because of the boy's naturally reclusive nature. Perhaps it was because he did not meet him alongside his brother and sister. Whatever it was, Miraak knew that it was time to change it, this vague relationship of theirs. 

He caught him as the Speaker was walking to Potema's den. He had yet to greet his great-nephews and nieces, giving her the distance she deserved after giving birth. With a chuff, Miraak caught up with the frail boy, striding alongside him. Going to see them too?