Thrynn hurried and rushed Celeana over to his bed. Her head laid limp as he laid her down, Brynjolf coming up behind him. He stepped back and took a deep breath. He needed to keep to the plan. That's what his focus needed to be.

" I need to get some space." He mumbled as he shoved past Mercer. He finally came to the hall and pushed up against the wall, hiding so no one could tell he was there. He needed his mind to be clear. He had seen much worse before. Shoot this couldn't even compare to the blood and gore he had seen. Yet it seemed to rattle him to the bone.

He watched Brynjolf stand, gloom all over his face. He turned slowly to face Mercer then gave a small shake of his head.
" She's gone."

Thrynn could barely make out his words but he didn't mistake them.
" Looks like she couldn't handle it after all."
Thrynn could hear the smirk in Mercer's voice. It nearly made him want to jump and and slice his blade through his chest. Then he'd wake Celeana up and she'd stand over him with her own blade to Mercer's throat as she proved him wrong. But he didn't. He stayed put.

" I told her not to go." Brynjolf growled. Thrynn knew Brynjolf was angry, but he hadn't expected the nord to do what he did next. With one swift motion Brynjolf tackled Mercer and shoved him up against the wall, barely missing the bed. Never before had Thrynn seen such anger come from him. In a sense it made him feel terrible for tricking his friend in such a way.

" It was because of you we lost her! We lost a valuable thief because of you! You knew she'd take the bait!"

" It's her own fault for taking it. It was clear she knew what I was trying to do."
Brynjolf shoved him even harder against the wall. " So you were trying to kill her. Feeling that threatened huh?"

" I don't think feeling threatened is the right choice of words. More like she was in my way."

" Pathetic. The lass had so much going for her and you took it away!"
" You're only so defensive because you love her."

Mercer's words blunt and to the point. They had made Throne's breath hitch in his throat. Though he had suspected it, it was odd to hear it come from someone else's mouth.

" I'm defensive because she's a sister in crime! I'm not that type of man to take her when she already has eyes for someone else."

" Aw look at this, we've got a hero." Mercer spat. " Pathetic."

While Mercer distracted Brynjolf with the conversation he managed to raise a blade behind the Nord's back. Thrynn stepped out immediately but he knew he'd never make it. This was it. Mercer would kill Brynjolf and frame him. He'd send the entire guild toppling down and tear it apart.

But it seemed there was hope.

Celeana snapped her arm out and ripped Brynjolf towards her. The blade grazing the leather of his armor as he fell on the other side of her. Mercer's eyes widened in shock but he quickly recovered. Celeana raised her foot and kicked his hand out of the way before pouncing on him.

Immediately Thrynn ran to Brynjolf's side.

" Bryn you okay?" He rushed. Brynjolf nodded.

" Yes. Although it seems you owe me an explanation."
Thrynn's eyes fell slightly at his words.
" After I thank you. Now we need can't waste any more time we need too-" Brynjolf's knees buckled under him as he went to stand. Thrynn caught him and slowly lowered him to the bed.
" Looks like his blade is poisoned." Thrynn stated as he spotted the small nick on the back of his neck. " You need to stay calm and avoid moving to keep it from spreading."

" Then take this and let me live through you as you kill that bastard."

Thrynn took Brynjolf's blade without any hesitation, giving a small nod. Then his head whipped around at the sound of Mercer cursing.
" You little bitch."

He looked and saw Celeana standing to catch her breath, her breathing just as wild as she looked. Then a smirk danced across Mercer's lips. Within a few simple moments it seemed he disappeared into thin air. Then one by one the torches were extinguished, leaving them all in the pitch black.

Celeana stood and listened. Everyone was dead silent. So silent that they could hear a snowflake fall. Fine. If that's how he wanted to play then two could play at that game.

Im here guys! I'm so sorry! I kinda got a little writer's block for this story, I apologize. This week I will be starting school and moving in so I may write a little slower than usual (as you can tell from the past few days) but I will try my hardest to keep going. Thank you for being so patient. I love you!