Chapter 2 Queen of the rogue By, Thumpet

A/n Howdy okay the next 2 chapters will be split between brenden and fallon oh and from now on when text looks like -this- it means someone is thinkin.

The kidnappers hideaway

The theif king was slowly coming to, he groggliy tried to sit up. "Stay down" a deep voice told him from the corner he tried to look over in that direction but the room was dark. "not that you would be able to" he wondered what the voice was talking about when he realized he was bound his hands behind his back and his feet shackelled together and somekind of a collar around his neck he tried to test it with his magic to find that he couldn't -must be a de speller- he thought -something to inhibit my gift- he tried to test himself to see if his gift was still there. -oh my god no- he realized that his gift was being used up by someone else a mage who needed more powerful obviously, and the color of his deteriorating magic was the color of coal that was not in the least bit comforting. "found your power didn't ya theif lord" he recognized the voice of the boy that had led him off "what's going on" Brenden asked.finding his voice for the first time in two days "you've been kidnapped" the mystery voice said. "that was rather obvious" brenden said only to find himself sliding across the floor. "don't backtalk" he tried to rub the back of his head as it had hit the wall of the room and remembered that his wrists were still tied together. -stone walls- he thought -we must be in a basement or a celler- "remember that theif lord" "I don't believe I'll be able to forget" brenden answered. The unseen males started laughing.

_-*_-*_-*_-*_-*_-*_-*_-*_-*_-* Just outside the building.

A couple was riding to the forest for a picnic "Look over there why is that wagon hidden in those bushes" the man said, brushing his dark hair out of her eyes "I don't know but look here's our path" The girl said her light brown hair cropped short and pulled back into two horetails. (a/n that's me and angel read my fic I wreak havoc on tortall if you don't understand) "good" The two rode on farther. All the while the boy thinking - Somethings wrong here- "Come on let's race Angel" she called back "now Missy you know that laureate can't beat rose here" he called to her kicking rose into a gallop. They go on a chase the horses hooves drowning out the sound of a body hitting a wall and two men laughing.

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That night at the dancing dove.

The festivities were less than the night before as it was Sunday and everyone had to go to work the next day. Fallon was playing chess with Emmet when Roxanne came rushing in, breathless. "Fallon--,Emmet,-- Privacy,-- news" "my rooms" Fallon said quickly pushing the gold chess pieces (stolen) into their mahogany case. They hurried up the stairs. Emmet thinking ahead called back to one of the waitresses. "Molly get Roxanne some water or lemonade" "Yessir" The blonde called back

After Roxanne caught her breath and had something to drink she started to speak. "my good friend angel at the palace" "he's "friends" *makes little quotes with fingers with that new girl Missy right?" Emmet asked. "yeah" "continue" Fallon told the girl "well he told me today that when he and Missy were riding out to their picnic spot, they saw a wagon hidden by some trees beside a building" "sounds like something worth checking out to me" Emmet said. "I'd like to go myself now," Fallon told them. "Roxanne you stay here and hang out" "yes'm" "and emmet you go with me can we round up a group say 8 or so others" "yes milady"

As Emmet left she looked in her possesions for her light black breeches made of the softest leather and her black shirt, black boots with soft soles