(A/N: Just before the big climax of Book One comes I just wanna say thankyou to everyone who has read this story, and this chapter and the next are especially for you Megan.)

Chapter 16



Kel looked too, and her eyes also widened. 'Wow' she mouthed silently.

Alanna was also a bit surprised, but George's eye's didn't even flicker "Ah, yes, it's okay My Lady, just a bit of harmless dressin' up, and no one's gonna annoy her 'cause she's the Rogue Knife see? She's supposed to look tough, and she is."



Parisha's mouth opened and closed like a fish, then she said weakly "I suppose I have no right to tell her how to dress, since I haven't seen her for five years" Or watched her grow, or give her advice, or brush her hair, or giggle about things with her. This she thought to herself, tears coursing down in her innards, grief ripping her hear apart and regret sobbing inside her.

She looked at George and he held on to her right arm just in case she fainted. Her golden face looked pasty.

Kel silently left George and Alanna to consult the bewildered mother and she threaded through the boisterous crowds towards Shelaya.

She tapped Shelaya on the shoulder. Shelaya turned around and her eyes widened. "Kel!" She gave the bigger girl a hug "You've finally come"

Kel held her at arms length "Yeah" she told her breathlessly, she searched her face fro something.

"What is it?" Shelaya asked, her eyebrows knitting

Kel paused her search and looked into Shelaya's eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Nothing" She smiled at Shelaya

"You look wonderful, I think you gave Alanna a bit of a fright." Kel laughed, and Shelaya joined her.

"So how's the job going?" Kel asked Shelaya

"Good, good" Shelaya told her absentmindedly, as she searched for Seldoon "Gotta keep my eye on His Highness, you know"

Kel smiled a little "I understand, I'll catch you when you're a little free."

Shelaya focused properly on her for the first time. "I'm terribly sorry Kel, it's just…" she shrugged her leather clad shoulders.

Kel grinned "Hey, hey, I said I understand, it's ok. Really"

"Thank you" Shelaya gripped her hand in silent thanks.

"Who's this Shelaya?" Shelaya looked around to see 'Dalis at shoulder looking at Kel.

"Dalis, this is Kel, Kel…this is Haer' Dalis, mingle you two, I've got something to do, excuse me" The two excused Shelaya, since she was practically bouncing on her toes, as if she needed to go to the privy.

Shelaya heard 'Dalis say somehitn before the noise of the crowd drowned him out."…she's very devoted to her job, she's one of a kind that kid…"

She frowned at 'that kid' but let it slide.

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Shelaya felt a foreboding cloud hanging over her. Where was Seldoon?

She stood on tiptoe and searched the crowd.

There he was.

The feeling didn't want to go away, something bad was going to happen, she could almost taste it.

Two strong muscular circled around her waist, and dragged her to the side, near a wall.

She made an exasperated noise. "Let me go!"

"Shelaya love, I thought ye'd be 'appy to see me. I certainly am." He pulled her closer to him, where she could actually feel how happy he was to see her.

"Binx!" She growled "Not now!"

He spun her around, grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the wall behind her. Being a thief, he also knew how to disarm her legs; he did a cross thingy that made her legs stop struggling.

"Binx! Mithros Curse! Let me go!"

"Shelaya" He murmured against her lips.

She turned her head away from him, her hands and legs working to loosen his grip. "Binx!" She growled as deep as she could.

She couldn't do anything about his grip, as a male he was stronger her, it was a fact.

"M'love, ye smell absolutely lovely." He dipped his head to her breasts and planted light kisses on her cleavage.

"BIIIIIIIIINX!" She snarled.

He laughed cruelly.

She widened her eyes in surprise.

She saw him turn back to the crowd, still holding her in place, look for something then turn back to her. His face had completely changed; there was a dangerous glint in his eyes, and a cruel play to his face.

Shelaya's jaw dropped in amazement, and understanding. "Traitor!" She whispered.

His malicious smiled gave her an affirmative.

"Traitor!!!" She screamed desperately in his face.

Her face went slack, her eyes dull and dangerous, she bent forward as if to kiss him and he leaned in too. Their lips connected, her tongue opened his mouth, and his tongue came burrowing into her mouth.

She gave him a god-awful bite on the tongue that nearly cut his tongue in half.

He screamed and fell backward.

She jumped in the air, and gave his head a snapping kick that made him lose consciousness.

She ran toward Seldoon, deeper in the crowd, her dagger and knives out and ready to use.

Frustrated at the body closeness of the crowd, she cried out.

The crowd was still too thick. And too panicky, they had seen what had happened with Binx.

Looking up, she saw the heavy chandeliers.

Hmmmm, she thought.

Undoing her long belt, she looped it at the end.

"Here we go," she murmured. "I am supposed to be superwoman, sort of."

Letting the leather go up, she caught a hook on the chandelier, it wasn't stable, but it would do.

She backed up in a small space she had and jumped hanging tight to the belt.

Swinging over the hall, she had an urge to shout out loud. But she got a hold of herself and searched for Seldoon.

Scanning the hall with inbuilt radar that every thief had, she spotted a bowman, already cocking an arrow towards Seldoon.

"Nooooooooooooooooooo!" Letting go of the belt, she soared over the crowd, and landed cat-like behind Seldoon.

Startled he called turned around "Shelaya?"

She reached out and hugged her King as close as she could, then spun their positions around as an arrow came whizzing and thunked into her shoulder.

She cried out.

Seldoon cried out "Shelaya!!!"

A woman cried "Shelaya!"

The crowd screamed.

Another arrow was loose. This one Shelaya could hear, in slow motion, the whir of its speed cutting through the air particles.

She felt it puncture her skin, under her right shoulder blade, and puncture her lungs. She could hear the air whoosh out of the new hole in her lungs, and her nerves starts screaming in pain. The wood rubbing against her tissue.

The sound of everyone was now completely blurred. Nearly silent.

And she knew, another arrow was on its way, and that this would kill her.

But she was happy that she was going to die for her King.

Slowly blinking in pain, everything silent now, she turned around, still shielding her King, and tilted her head proudly towards the bowman, as if daring him on.

She watched him sighting (everything was slowed down extremely, now) and cock the arrow, and let it loose, sure and straight.

Shelaya looked at the arrow spinning toward her, just watched it silently, not bracing herself, just watching and waiting…for the end…