Kyra took a deep breath and waited patiently next to Brynjolf. There the other company sat in sight. Luckily they didn't have to travel far from Solitude, only an hour's worth, to get to where they needed to go. The night before they had spent the day memorizing the layout of the outside. Now they could only hope it went smoothly once they got inside.
" What do you suppose we do?" She whispered to him as they eyed the two guards on patrol.
" What we always do. Use the night to shield us and sweep in."
Sounded good to her.
Kyra and Brynjolf went their separate ways but still stayed in each other's view. Slowly but surely they closed in on the two guards, using the bushes to help stay hidden. Brynjolf's eyes locked with hers then she gave a small nod.
He jumped out and took the first one down quietly. The other guard turned at a small movement, leaving his back open. Kyra took the opportunity and took him down before dragging him into the bushes.
Brynjolf kept a sharp eye out as she picked the lock. Finally the door crept open and they stepped inside.
They snuck their way past the guards with little trouble. But the manor was so big that they finally had to split up, Kyra taking up stairs to find the owner and Brynjolf down into the basement to find their numbers.
" Kyra, lass, " he whispered. She turned and faced him. " Be careful."
She nodded with a small smile and took off. Brynjolf took a moment to inhale deeply before continuing on to finish his job.
The job was clear. Do as much damage as they could without getting caught. So he had planned to mess with their numbers and steal what he could. Luckily he had the element of surprise on his side and was able to take down the guards without alerting the ones on the upper floors. Though he knew Kyra was more than capable of protecting herself something made his stomach turn.
Meanwhile Kyra peered into every room until she came to the last one. Her hand twisted the nob and she poked her head inside. There stood her target.
He was tall, tan skin with white hair. He was older but not old entirely. Something told her that Kyra would have to be careful with him.
She readied herself then pranced on him. Instantly he recovered and put up a fight. Brynjolf flinched as he heard a soft bang. He'd have to hurry it up.
Kyra growled and pushed him off of her, successfully pinning him down. While she had the chance she reached for her blade and held it to his neck. Suddenly screaming for guards didn't seem so smart any more.
" What is it you want?" He hissed.
" You know exactly what it is I want. I want you to leave that company in Solitude alone."
" What company-"
She pushed the blade harder against his skin. He paused mid word and glared at her.
" And if I dont?"
" I'll kill you."
" You wouldn't do that now would you?" he smirked. Something about him made her think of Mercer and she hated it.
" Try me."
Then suddenly the door bursted open. Her target took the opportunity and turned her own blade against herself. Kyra knocked her elbow to his temple and managed to get to her feet, giving him one last kick in the process. But there were so many guards already.
Brynjolf had wasted no time running to her rescue. But it seemed he was a step behind. There was more rumbling and pounding until she finally stumbled down the stairs, nearly running into him.
" We need to leave, now." She demanded. He slammed the door open and then they both took off as fast as they could.
They had made it to the forest without being caught but he could still hear the guards looking for them which meant they were still too close.
" Come on lass, we've got to move." He urged as she followed up behind. She paused and leaned against a tree. Suddenly Brynjolf's heart stopped. His eyes trailed down her arm to her hand, which was wrapped around her waist. Kyra winced and pulled her hand away to look down. Brynjolf felt his knees wobble under him as he saw her hand drowned in blood.
" Looks like I wasn't quick enough." She gave a nervous laugh.
" Oh Kyra." His voice was barely above a whisper. Had she not been in so much pain she would have teased him for calling her by her first name instead of lass.
" Go on ahead Brynjolf I'll catch up-" Her legs buckled and her rushed to catch her.
" I'm not leaving you here." He spoke as she leaned against him for support. He could her breathing go shallow. What ever they had done to her, it was taking her life away. He needed to hurry.
" Hold on lass." he scooped her up in his arms and began to run. That's all he needed. He needed her to hold on.
He ran into Solitude trying to think of where to take her. With no where else to go he turned to the inn.
" What's wrong?"
He turned and saw a woman standing in the street.
" She's hurt. Can you help me? Please, anything. I'll do anything." He might as well should have gotten on his knees and kissed her hand with how he was begging. The woman peeled Kyra's hand away and immediately frowned at the sight.
" Follow me. We don't have much time."
So that's what he did.
He had rushed her into a house and laid it on a near by bed. Another young woman, this one more like a young girl, rushed out and began to help. Brynjolf tried to do as much as he could to help. He mentioned her healing spells but they shook their heads.
" She's too weak to even think of that."
So they resulted back to normal remedies.
It had been an hour until the madness seemed to calm down. They had explained to Brynjolf that the blade had been poisoned and inflicted at a deadly point. She was even lucky to be breathing.
While they left to clean up Brynjolf took a seat on the floor beside the bed. There Kyra laid, wearing nothing besides her pants, the wrappings around her midsection and chest and the sheet of the bed. Brynjolf could never had been so relieved to see the calm rise and fall of her chest of the look of pain gone from her face.
His hand slipped under hers. He ran his thumb silently up and down her skin as he looked at her. Then finally he gave a squeeze and buried his head into the sheets. He had almost lost her and it had been the most terrifying thing he had ever experienced.