A/N ~ Yeah! I finally was able to update another chapter. My computer keeps
freezing on me, so i hope i can get this loaded. I want to have another
chapter out either today or somtimes this week. Thank you all for paitently
waiting. I've had tons of homework...anyway here it is!!!
Chapter 4
Rovin looked around the bar and spotted her father in his usual spot beside Heith. Wincing at the pain in her arm she took a deep breath and walked over to them. She heard Noah enter behind her, but he went to talk to his friends instead of following her. She almost wished he had followed her. She sat beside her father and smiled as she choked out a hello. Rovin ordered some ale from a girl passing by, before looking at the two men.
"Well?" Heith asked "How did it go?"
"We ran into a little trouble" Rovin replied taking a sip of the ale that was placed in front of her
"A little trouble!" Noah exclaimed coming up behind Rovin and giving her a hug. Rovin didn't even bother to slap him away. His body pressed against her arm and it took all her strength not to cry out in pain. When Noah realized she wasn't going to do anything he let go and sat across from her. He continued to glare at her and went on. "We got into more than a little trouble."
Rovin glared back and kicked Noah hard in the shin. Noah yelped before swearing under his breath.
"What trouble?" Rovin's father asked hurriedly staring at Rovin, who tried to hide her blood soaked arm.
"No trouble" she replied not making eye contact with him.
"Mithros Rovin! Don't deny it! No doubt they already know!" Noah replied taking a gulp of the ale that had just been placed in front of him. He watched the serving girl as she walked away before continuing. "The noble wasn't alone. He had the younger with him."
Rovin could feel the other thieves turn and stare at her as she continued staring at the table imagining nothing was going on.
"So Rovin decides to go ahead with the plan and she tells me to distract the younger one. So after she starts sticking her tongue down this guys throat,"
Rovin interrupted by throwing one of her dagger at his head. Noah moved just in time as the dagger flew by pounding into the wall. Noah looked from the dagger to Rovin, who was ready to throw another, with mixed emotions. Finally he turned back to the table and took another gulp of ale.
"As I was saying. While Rovin distracted the older, I swiped the younger ones purse so he would feel it. He took off chasing me giving Rovin time to steal the older ones. When I lost the little guy I went back to Rovin. She already had the older one blackened out so she didn't need my help." Noah sat down his cup, never taking his eyes off of Rovin. Still watching her he pulled from his pocket the younger nobles purse. Rovin pulled out the older one and they both dropped them in front of Heith. Rovin was the first to break the stare and Noah leaned back in victory. Rovin watched as Heith opened the first as a serving girl refilled her drink. Heith dumped the contents of the purse onto the table, there was nothing but a bunch of gold nobles. Obviously this wasn't what Heith wanted. He opened the second purse and dumped it's contents out. Along with a lot of gold nobles there were two rings. One was made for a male and one for a female. They were gold rings with a red ruby in the middle. Wide grins grew on the faces of Heith and Rovin's father. Rovin didn't see why the two seemed so happy. Heith picked up the males rings, which was much fatter than the females, and tossed it to Noah. Noah caught the ring and stared at it.
"Put it on!" Heith said giddy like a child receiving a piece of candy. Noah did as he was told and slid the ring onto his middle finger. Nothing happened.
"Um. Thanks" Noah said staring at the ring.
Rovin's father picked up the females ring and turned to Rovin.
"Hold out your right hand." he said.
Glancing around at the thieves that watched Rovin gave her right hand to her father. She wasn't quite sure what this was all about. And she was somewhat freaked out by it. Her father took her hand in his and slipped the ring onto her middle finger. He gave her hand a warm squeeze before letting go. Rovin drew back her hand and studied the ring. It must have cost a fortune! The ruby looked to be real and the gold was certainly worth a lot. When Rovin looked closer she saw a small rings of a diamonds around the center stone. "Thank you father" she said pasting a smile on her face.
Glancing over at Noah she saw a stupid smile on his face. "What?" she asked
"Nothing," he replied staring at his own ring again
"Job well done" Heith said grinning like a child. Other thieves congratulated the two before going back to their meals or heading towards their homes. Rovin thought of her soft warm bed upstairs and decided to turn in early. She excused herself from the table and said good night to her father. As she slowly walked up the stairs she realized how exhausted she was. When she collapsed on her bed Rovin never realized the pain had left her arm.
Rovin woke the next morning extremely tired and not wanting to get out of bed at all. She lay there as long as the other thieves would allow. Soon she heard many of them pounding on her door telling her Heith commanded she get dressed and come down stairs. Lazily she rolled out of bed and threw on a pair of breeches and a loose tunic. Opening the door she saw Noah leaning against the opposite wall looking as horrible as she felt.
"What do you want" she yawned
"what are you talking about? I'm going downstairs" Rovin stared as Noah moved an inch towards the stairs. It took him five minutes to go another seven inches. Rovin muttered a laugh as she passed him and pounded down the stairs. She ignored the calling men as she walked past them in the halls and stairs. When she sat beside her father she thumped her head on the table, not having enough strength to lift it again.
"Have a rough night?" her father asked rubbing her back
"Couldn't sleep," Rovin muttered placing her crossed arms under her head and falling asleep. Heith and Rovin's father chuckled. Twenty minutes later Noah could be seen at the bottom of the stairs. He slumped his way to the table, passing Rovin wit Hough even teasing her. Everyone but Rovin and Noah noticed and became concerned. Many of Noah's friends gathered around him as well as the older men and women. Heith and Rovin's father exchanged worried glanced. Rovin and Noah never looked at each other without exchanging insults, and Noah never walked past Rovin without teasing her. Noah plopped in his chair across from Rovin and leaned his head back closing his eyes. Heith shook Noah's arm making sure he didn't fall asleep.
"Wa---?" Noah grunted
"No sleeping" Heith told him
Noah stretched his arms yawning before rubbing his eyes and staring at Rovin "she's sleeping"
Heith looked stunned before nodding to Rovin's father who gently shook Rovin. As she lifted her head she looked around the table at the worried faces. "What's going on?" she asked tiredly "Who died?"
"No one died Rovin" her father replied
"Oh--" Rovin's head went back on the table
"Dear, are you okay? Can I get you anything?" one of the woman thieves asked her.
"Ale," Noah muttered
"No way!" Rovin replied waking up more. "That's probably why your so tired. You have a hangover."
The table erupted with nervous laughs. The two were somewhat themselves again. Now all that they needed next was a stupid reply from Noah to set off a fight.
"That's right. Hangover" Noah replied sitting up straighter. "While you were in your room doing nothing. I was down here having a life!"
"A life that's going to end you up in the king's dungeon!"
"and I'm sure you'll visit me regularly"
"in your dreams"
"how'd you guess?"
"it's not hard to figure you out."
"what's that suppose to mean?"
"think about it!" Rovin said leaning back in her chair and taking a sip of the water her father placed in front of her. Noah was about to reply when the table burst out in laughter. They were thankful the two were back to their old selves. The men and women scattered as Noah's friends sat in the empty seats next to Noah and Rovin. Rovin tried to ignore the guys, all seven of them.
"So Noah," Candle said sitting next to Rovin and chewing on a piece of jerky. He swept his shaggy blonde hair out of his eyes as he continued. "Why are you so tired?"
"I think Noah and Rovin were up late!" Reid said laughing with the other boys.
"Yeah right," Rovin muttered crossing her arms over her chest.
"She wishes" Noah said at the same time. He took a gulp of ale before grinning at Rovin, who stare back in disgust.
"Let's see the ring again Noah" Tyger replied holding out his hand and indicating the ring on Noah's finger. Still staring at Rovin, Noah removed the ring and dropped it on the table.
"They're at it again!" Candle yelled throughout the bar as he stood on his chair. "How many for Rovin! Do I have any bets on Noah?" Candle began taking bets as thieves crowded around to watch. Rovin and Noah had staring contests quite often. Up until recently the other men just laughed it off. Now they bet on the winner. Last time Noah had won, but Rovin was determined to win this round.
Sweat gathered on Rovin's forehead and trickled into her eyed. She refused to blink it away. Noah seemed fine, taking sips of his ale as time passed, but something must of distracted him by the door. Noah blinked and the table erupted in cheers and groans. Rovin was disappointed. She knew Noah could have gone longer and that he let her win. She turned in her chair to see what had distracted Noah, as the thieves went about their business. She heard Noah talking to his friends as she waited for the men to get out of her view. Rovin gasped when she saw who stood at the door.
Chapter 4
Rovin looked around the bar and spotted her father in his usual spot beside Heith. Wincing at the pain in her arm she took a deep breath and walked over to them. She heard Noah enter behind her, but he went to talk to his friends instead of following her. She almost wished he had followed her. She sat beside her father and smiled as she choked out a hello. Rovin ordered some ale from a girl passing by, before looking at the two men.
"Well?" Heith asked "How did it go?"
"We ran into a little trouble" Rovin replied taking a sip of the ale that was placed in front of her
"A little trouble!" Noah exclaimed coming up behind Rovin and giving her a hug. Rovin didn't even bother to slap him away. His body pressed against her arm and it took all her strength not to cry out in pain. When Noah realized she wasn't going to do anything he let go and sat across from her. He continued to glare at her and went on. "We got into more than a little trouble."
Rovin glared back and kicked Noah hard in the shin. Noah yelped before swearing under his breath.
"What trouble?" Rovin's father asked hurriedly staring at Rovin, who tried to hide her blood soaked arm.
"No trouble" she replied not making eye contact with him.
"Mithros Rovin! Don't deny it! No doubt they already know!" Noah replied taking a gulp of the ale that had just been placed in front of him. He watched the serving girl as she walked away before continuing. "The noble wasn't alone. He had the younger with him."
Rovin could feel the other thieves turn and stare at her as she continued staring at the table imagining nothing was going on.
"So Rovin decides to go ahead with the plan and she tells me to distract the younger one. So after she starts sticking her tongue down this guys throat,"
Rovin interrupted by throwing one of her dagger at his head. Noah moved just in time as the dagger flew by pounding into the wall. Noah looked from the dagger to Rovin, who was ready to throw another, with mixed emotions. Finally he turned back to the table and took another gulp of ale.
"As I was saying. While Rovin distracted the older, I swiped the younger ones purse so he would feel it. He took off chasing me giving Rovin time to steal the older ones. When I lost the little guy I went back to Rovin. She already had the older one blackened out so she didn't need my help." Noah sat down his cup, never taking his eyes off of Rovin. Still watching her he pulled from his pocket the younger nobles purse. Rovin pulled out the older one and they both dropped them in front of Heith. Rovin was the first to break the stare and Noah leaned back in victory. Rovin watched as Heith opened the first as a serving girl refilled her drink. Heith dumped the contents of the purse onto the table, there was nothing but a bunch of gold nobles. Obviously this wasn't what Heith wanted. He opened the second purse and dumped it's contents out. Along with a lot of gold nobles there were two rings. One was made for a male and one for a female. They were gold rings with a red ruby in the middle. Wide grins grew on the faces of Heith and Rovin's father. Rovin didn't see why the two seemed so happy. Heith picked up the males rings, which was much fatter than the females, and tossed it to Noah. Noah caught the ring and stared at it.
"Put it on!" Heith said giddy like a child receiving a piece of candy. Noah did as he was told and slid the ring onto his middle finger. Nothing happened.
"Um. Thanks" Noah said staring at the ring.
Rovin's father picked up the females ring and turned to Rovin.
"Hold out your right hand." he said.
Glancing around at the thieves that watched Rovin gave her right hand to her father. She wasn't quite sure what this was all about. And she was somewhat freaked out by it. Her father took her hand in his and slipped the ring onto her middle finger. He gave her hand a warm squeeze before letting go. Rovin drew back her hand and studied the ring. It must have cost a fortune! The ruby looked to be real and the gold was certainly worth a lot. When Rovin looked closer she saw a small rings of a diamonds around the center stone. "Thank you father" she said pasting a smile on her face.
Glancing over at Noah she saw a stupid smile on his face. "What?" she asked
"Nothing," he replied staring at his own ring again
"Job well done" Heith said grinning like a child. Other thieves congratulated the two before going back to their meals or heading towards their homes. Rovin thought of her soft warm bed upstairs and decided to turn in early. She excused herself from the table and said good night to her father. As she slowly walked up the stairs she realized how exhausted she was. When she collapsed on her bed Rovin never realized the pain had left her arm.
Rovin woke the next morning extremely tired and not wanting to get out of bed at all. She lay there as long as the other thieves would allow. Soon she heard many of them pounding on her door telling her Heith commanded she get dressed and come down stairs. Lazily she rolled out of bed and threw on a pair of breeches and a loose tunic. Opening the door she saw Noah leaning against the opposite wall looking as horrible as she felt.
"What do you want" she yawned
"what are you talking about? I'm going downstairs" Rovin stared as Noah moved an inch towards the stairs. It took him five minutes to go another seven inches. Rovin muttered a laugh as she passed him and pounded down the stairs. She ignored the calling men as she walked past them in the halls and stairs. When she sat beside her father she thumped her head on the table, not having enough strength to lift it again.
"Have a rough night?" her father asked rubbing her back
"Couldn't sleep," Rovin muttered placing her crossed arms under her head and falling asleep. Heith and Rovin's father chuckled. Twenty minutes later Noah could be seen at the bottom of the stairs. He slumped his way to the table, passing Rovin wit Hough even teasing her. Everyone but Rovin and Noah noticed and became concerned. Many of Noah's friends gathered around him as well as the older men and women. Heith and Rovin's father exchanged worried glanced. Rovin and Noah never looked at each other without exchanging insults, and Noah never walked past Rovin without teasing her. Noah plopped in his chair across from Rovin and leaned his head back closing his eyes. Heith shook Noah's arm making sure he didn't fall asleep.
"Wa---?" Noah grunted
"No sleeping" Heith told him
Noah stretched his arms yawning before rubbing his eyes and staring at Rovin "she's sleeping"
Heith looked stunned before nodding to Rovin's father who gently shook Rovin. As she lifted her head she looked around the table at the worried faces. "What's going on?" she asked tiredly "Who died?"
"No one died Rovin" her father replied
"Oh--" Rovin's head went back on the table
"Dear, are you okay? Can I get you anything?" one of the woman thieves asked her.
"Ale," Noah muttered
"No way!" Rovin replied waking up more. "That's probably why your so tired. You have a hangover."
The table erupted with nervous laughs. The two were somewhat themselves again. Now all that they needed next was a stupid reply from Noah to set off a fight.
"That's right. Hangover" Noah replied sitting up straighter. "While you were in your room doing nothing. I was down here having a life!"
"A life that's going to end you up in the king's dungeon!"
"and I'm sure you'll visit me regularly"
"in your dreams"
"how'd you guess?"
"it's not hard to figure you out."
"what's that suppose to mean?"
"think about it!" Rovin said leaning back in her chair and taking a sip of the water her father placed in front of her. Noah was about to reply when the table burst out in laughter. They were thankful the two were back to their old selves. The men and women scattered as Noah's friends sat in the empty seats next to Noah and Rovin. Rovin tried to ignore the guys, all seven of them.
"So Noah," Candle said sitting next to Rovin and chewing on a piece of jerky. He swept his shaggy blonde hair out of his eyes as he continued. "Why are you so tired?"
"I think Noah and Rovin were up late!" Reid said laughing with the other boys.
"Yeah right," Rovin muttered crossing her arms over her chest.
"She wishes" Noah said at the same time. He took a gulp of ale before grinning at Rovin, who stare back in disgust.
"Let's see the ring again Noah" Tyger replied holding out his hand and indicating the ring on Noah's finger. Still staring at Rovin, Noah removed the ring and dropped it on the table.
"They're at it again!" Candle yelled throughout the bar as he stood on his chair. "How many for Rovin! Do I have any bets on Noah?" Candle began taking bets as thieves crowded around to watch. Rovin and Noah had staring contests quite often. Up until recently the other men just laughed it off. Now they bet on the winner. Last time Noah had won, but Rovin was determined to win this round.
Sweat gathered on Rovin's forehead and trickled into her eyed. She refused to blink it away. Noah seemed fine, taking sips of his ale as time passed, but something must of distracted him by the door. Noah blinked and the table erupted in cheers and groans. Rovin was disappointed. She knew Noah could have gone longer and that he let her win. She turned in her chair to see what had distracted Noah, as the thieves went about their business. She heard Noah talking to his friends as she waited for the men to get out of her view. Rovin gasped when she saw who stood at the door.