A/N - because i got about twenty or more reviews for chapter seven i
decided to give you all a little treat an update the next chapter now
instead of next weekend! Yeah for me! So if the reviews keep coming and
there are lets say twenty five or more for this chapter the next one will
come out sooner! And i was sick today and really bored so i typed this up.
But anyway here it is....
Chapter 8
Bright light. Everywhere. Pounding. Voices. Wind. Light. Pounding. Birds chirping. People arguing. Laughter. Ants walking. Dogs barking. Pounding. Voice coming closer. Glass breaking. Children laughing. Rovin faintly became aware of her surrounding. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked up into the blurry image of wood. Blinking she rubbed her eyes and sat up. Looking around she realized she was on a bed. In a bedroom. A very nicely furnished bedroom. A bedroom decorated to nice to be a common persons. She felt the bed below her. Feathers, and nice ones too. Her body seemed to melt into the bed because it was so soft. She had never felt a bed like that before. Above her the wood turned out to be the top of the bed, a canopy, was what she had heard a noble call it once. Looking around the room she saw an armoire as well as a chest of drawers to the left and what seemed to be a vanity with a small mirror hanging above it to the right. A large rug covered about every inch of the room and a large chest was located at the end of the bed which stood in the middle of the room against the far wall. In front of her stood the door. The room was beautifully decorated with a few painting. Flowers were placed in spots that gave the room a fresh smell, as did the two large glass doors that stood open letting the lace curtains blow in the wind. She guessed they led to a balcony. As Rovin got her hearing under control she thought she had died and gone to heaven. This room was far more lovely than she could ever imagine.
Becoming worried Rovin reached for one of her daggers. She grasped air. They weren't there! Looking down she realized she wasn't wearing her tunic and breeches. Someone had changed her clothes into a gown that a noble would probably sleep in. Confused and scared Rovin quickly lay down and pretended to be asleep as the door opened and two people walked in.
"Where did you say you found her again dear?" a woman's voice asked
"Knocked out in an alley the other day, when I had gone to the city. Remember?" a man replied. Rovin swore when she recognized Daniels voice.
"oh yes. I remember! It's been three days already!"
"She still hasn't woken up."
"If she hasn't woken are you sure she's alright?"
"we won't know until she wakes."
"she could be dead for all we know!"
"she's breathing, so she's not dead"
"the poor dear"
"I'm sure she's be fine mother."
"of course. I'll leave you now. Perhaps she'll wake." Rovin heard the door close behind the woman as she left. Panic rose in her. No matter what she had told her father about Daniel being harmless she didn't quite believe it herself. She had no idea what he was capable of and she was most upset because she had lost all of her daggers which had taken her many years and many killing to collect and now they were lost to some spoiled noble who seemed to have kidnapped her. Feeling uneasy Rovin tried to will Daniel to leave, but he didn't. He leaned against the wall to her left and crossed his arms over his chest, seeming to study her. After a few minutes he spoke.
"I know your awake so you might as well talk to me!"
Rovin's eyes darted open and she glared at him. Sitting up quickly she harassed him with questions. "where am I?" "what am I doing here?" "why did you kidnap me?"
"A) your at the palace in my little sisters room. B) you're here because I found you knocked out in an alley and C) I didn't kidnap you."
"Bullshit!"
"excuse me!"
"you didn't find me knocked out in an alley!"
" all right I didn't find you."
"then who did you send to kidnap me?" she asked now sitting up against the beds backboard with the covers pulled around her.
"and where are my daggers?"
"one of my trusted servants was sent to fetch you for me. I wasn't aware he was going to hurt you and I of course couldn't have you armed when I came to talk to you. Not after last time."
Rovin glared at him with clenched teeth as she spoke. "And where are my clothes?"
"Oh that," Daniel replied looking at the floor and blushing. "That was my mothers doing. She decided your clothes were two dirty."
Rovin gawked at the young noble who stood there so arrogantly staring at her "excuse me for living my life and not having time to bathe every day like you spoiled nobles do! You have no idea what the real world is like and you've probably never worked hard for once to make and honest living!" Rovin had, in her anger, gotten out of the bed and stood in front of Daniel with her hands on her hips yelling at him
"and what you call work is honest!"
"who said we were talking about my life! I'm saying there are honest people out there who work hard for their money and all they have to show for it is a small house with barley any heat in the winter or food because they spend all their money on taxes and trying to live!"
"I'm not sure what world you living in but King Jonathan makes sure all his people are fed and housed properly!"
"After all you nobles are satisfied! Barely anyone has the money or supplied to be clean anymore and did it ever occur to your mother that I like my clothes dirty!"
"I doubt you'll see your clothes again milady!" Daniel said pushing off from the wall and standing a foot from her. He was close enough to her that Rovin could smell the soap he had obviously washed with earlier. Her heart started pounding against her chest and she suddenly became embarrassed that they had yelled at him. Determined not to let him see he had affected her in any way she met his stare with her own.
"and why won't I see my clothes again?"
"because, mother muttered something about burning them. She'll probably have you fitted for new clothes"
"I don't need new clothes, sir" Rovin hissed clenching her teeth and trying not to lash out at him again. Obviously what she felt a moment before had passed. "I just want my old clothes so I can get out of here" Rovin started towards the door but Daniel stepped in front of her stopping her inches from his body.
"I don't think so." he said smiling down at her and uncrossing his arms.
"excuse me?!?"
"I'm afraid you can't go anywhere."
"and why in Mithros name can't I?"
"because, although no one but you and I now this, your technically my prisoner."
"what?"
"Rovin Elizabeth Dodson. Also known as 'Dodger' for your weird hearing and quickness. Getting a little rusty aren't we? Born on the twenty-fifth of April. Started in the thieving business at the age of four taking after your father when you mother abandoned you with him, declaring she wasn't fit to be a mother. You were first arrested when you were six spending a night in prison for stealing a women's bracelet. When you were eleven you killed your first man and since then you've killed thirty-seven others, mostly rivalry thieves and drunks. Your famous for cutting the tongues off of your victims after you kill them. In total you've stolen over five million gold nobles and spent one week in prison because none of the guards can catch you. From me you've stolen one hundred and fifty gold nobles as well as the set of wedding rings I am to give my betrothed on our wedding day."
"so your betrothed!"
"no. I'm speaking about the future, and I did get one of the rings back!" Daniel showed her the ring that had been on her finger the other day. Rovin was relieved to have it off, yet part of her wanted it back.
"You wrong you know," she said
"about what?"
"the tongue thing. I don't do that. One of my friends does it after I kill as a joke so people will think its me. He ends up throwing them out, but still."
"Oh. Well--"
"what's so special about these rings anyway?" Rovin interrupted
"they're for two betrothed who don't necessarily want to be married. It draws them together and makes them love each other. It also has healing powers in it."
"are you saying your going to hate whoever you will be betrothed too?"
"most likely knowing my mother"
"so they basically put the couple under a spell"
"no. just makes them open their hearts and see things about the other person they wouldn't normally see and love them for those things."
"do they work with all people"
"they should. Why?"
"no reason. And how long does it take to draw the two people together?"
"I wouldn't know. I've never had time to try them out. Who has the other-"
"how did you know so much about me?"
"you think I didn't do my homework?"
"Funny." Rovin was about an inch from his face and she was certain he could hear her pulse racing a mile a minute. "Let me pass"
"I told you, you're my prisoner. Unless you want me to bring you before the king. I'm sure he'll only give you a few years in prison. That is if he lets you live."
Rovin took a small step away from him and glared even more. "King Jonathon wouldn't sentence me to death!"
"care to push your luck!"
"care to live?" Rovin lunged forward and grabbed his dagger placing it against his neck before he could stop her. She applied a little pressure to scare him and watched as a trickle of blood dripped down his neck as she stared at him. "Not so rusty after all!"
Suddenly Daniel grabbed her wrist and twisted their position. He grabbed her free wrist and twisted it behind her back. Standing behind her he threw the dagger away and grabbed her throat loosely "I wouldn't try that again if I were you!" he hissed in her ear as she gave a small yelp of pain at her arm being twisted. He gave a deep breath before pushing her away from him. Rovin grabbed the bed post, coughing from his grasp on her neck. She doubled over with fits of coughing. Covering her mouth she tasted something foul. Soon she stopped coughing and was able to breath normally again.
"Are you alright?" she heard Daniel ask
"Fine" she said standing and turning to see him holding a white cloth to his neck as he tried to stop the bleeding.
"Don't worry I'm fine" Daniel said dully with a hint of sarcasm. Rovin glared at him in pain.
"Why won't you let me leave?" she asked weakly
"we've been over this!"
"no we haven't!"
"yes. You stay with me and I don't turn you over to the king!"
"I'm not going to be your personal slut if that's what your thinking! I'm strictly a kiss here and there I don't sleep with men!"
"not even that Noah fellow?"
"Noah! Of course not!"
"just asking. Anyway that's not what I want you for, but we can discuss this later. I need to go find a healer before I die!"
"that would be a pity!" Rovin muttered
Daniel stopped from where his hand was on the handle of the door. He turned and stared at her. "You know your very pretty when your mad. I'll send my mother in soon to give you a suitable dress for the banquet."
"excuse me!"
"yes you're to be my dinner guest tonight."
"I don't think so!"
"oh come on! It'll be fun! Besides you have no choice! You didn't think I'd leave you alone by your self now did you?" with that he turned again and left. A minute later Rovin heard the turning of the key as she was locked in. What was the point of having hearing like a dog when it never works when she really needs it!
Chapter 8
Bright light. Everywhere. Pounding. Voices. Wind. Light. Pounding. Birds chirping. People arguing. Laughter. Ants walking. Dogs barking. Pounding. Voice coming closer. Glass breaking. Children laughing. Rovin faintly became aware of her surrounding. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked up into the blurry image of wood. Blinking she rubbed her eyes and sat up. Looking around she realized she was on a bed. In a bedroom. A very nicely furnished bedroom. A bedroom decorated to nice to be a common persons. She felt the bed below her. Feathers, and nice ones too. Her body seemed to melt into the bed because it was so soft. She had never felt a bed like that before. Above her the wood turned out to be the top of the bed, a canopy, was what she had heard a noble call it once. Looking around the room she saw an armoire as well as a chest of drawers to the left and what seemed to be a vanity with a small mirror hanging above it to the right. A large rug covered about every inch of the room and a large chest was located at the end of the bed which stood in the middle of the room against the far wall. In front of her stood the door. The room was beautifully decorated with a few painting. Flowers were placed in spots that gave the room a fresh smell, as did the two large glass doors that stood open letting the lace curtains blow in the wind. She guessed they led to a balcony. As Rovin got her hearing under control she thought she had died and gone to heaven. This room was far more lovely than she could ever imagine.
Becoming worried Rovin reached for one of her daggers. She grasped air. They weren't there! Looking down she realized she wasn't wearing her tunic and breeches. Someone had changed her clothes into a gown that a noble would probably sleep in. Confused and scared Rovin quickly lay down and pretended to be asleep as the door opened and two people walked in.
"Where did you say you found her again dear?" a woman's voice asked
"Knocked out in an alley the other day, when I had gone to the city. Remember?" a man replied. Rovin swore when she recognized Daniels voice.
"oh yes. I remember! It's been three days already!"
"She still hasn't woken up."
"If she hasn't woken are you sure she's alright?"
"we won't know until she wakes."
"she could be dead for all we know!"
"she's breathing, so she's not dead"
"the poor dear"
"I'm sure she's be fine mother."
"of course. I'll leave you now. Perhaps she'll wake." Rovin heard the door close behind the woman as she left. Panic rose in her. No matter what she had told her father about Daniel being harmless she didn't quite believe it herself. She had no idea what he was capable of and she was most upset because she had lost all of her daggers which had taken her many years and many killing to collect and now they were lost to some spoiled noble who seemed to have kidnapped her. Feeling uneasy Rovin tried to will Daniel to leave, but he didn't. He leaned against the wall to her left and crossed his arms over his chest, seeming to study her. After a few minutes he spoke.
"I know your awake so you might as well talk to me!"
Rovin's eyes darted open and she glared at him. Sitting up quickly she harassed him with questions. "where am I?" "what am I doing here?" "why did you kidnap me?"
"A) your at the palace in my little sisters room. B) you're here because I found you knocked out in an alley and C) I didn't kidnap you."
"Bullshit!"
"excuse me!"
"you didn't find me knocked out in an alley!"
" all right I didn't find you."
"then who did you send to kidnap me?" she asked now sitting up against the beds backboard with the covers pulled around her.
"and where are my daggers?"
"one of my trusted servants was sent to fetch you for me. I wasn't aware he was going to hurt you and I of course couldn't have you armed when I came to talk to you. Not after last time."
Rovin glared at him with clenched teeth as she spoke. "And where are my clothes?"
"Oh that," Daniel replied looking at the floor and blushing. "That was my mothers doing. She decided your clothes were two dirty."
Rovin gawked at the young noble who stood there so arrogantly staring at her "excuse me for living my life and not having time to bathe every day like you spoiled nobles do! You have no idea what the real world is like and you've probably never worked hard for once to make and honest living!" Rovin had, in her anger, gotten out of the bed and stood in front of Daniel with her hands on her hips yelling at him
"and what you call work is honest!"
"who said we were talking about my life! I'm saying there are honest people out there who work hard for their money and all they have to show for it is a small house with barley any heat in the winter or food because they spend all their money on taxes and trying to live!"
"I'm not sure what world you living in but King Jonathan makes sure all his people are fed and housed properly!"
"After all you nobles are satisfied! Barely anyone has the money or supplied to be clean anymore and did it ever occur to your mother that I like my clothes dirty!"
"I doubt you'll see your clothes again milady!" Daniel said pushing off from the wall and standing a foot from her. He was close enough to her that Rovin could smell the soap he had obviously washed with earlier. Her heart started pounding against her chest and she suddenly became embarrassed that they had yelled at him. Determined not to let him see he had affected her in any way she met his stare with her own.
"and why won't I see my clothes again?"
"because, mother muttered something about burning them. She'll probably have you fitted for new clothes"
"I don't need new clothes, sir" Rovin hissed clenching her teeth and trying not to lash out at him again. Obviously what she felt a moment before had passed. "I just want my old clothes so I can get out of here" Rovin started towards the door but Daniel stepped in front of her stopping her inches from his body.
"I don't think so." he said smiling down at her and uncrossing his arms.
"excuse me?!?"
"I'm afraid you can't go anywhere."
"and why in Mithros name can't I?"
"because, although no one but you and I now this, your technically my prisoner."
"what?"
"Rovin Elizabeth Dodson. Also known as 'Dodger' for your weird hearing and quickness. Getting a little rusty aren't we? Born on the twenty-fifth of April. Started in the thieving business at the age of four taking after your father when you mother abandoned you with him, declaring she wasn't fit to be a mother. You were first arrested when you were six spending a night in prison for stealing a women's bracelet. When you were eleven you killed your first man and since then you've killed thirty-seven others, mostly rivalry thieves and drunks. Your famous for cutting the tongues off of your victims after you kill them. In total you've stolen over five million gold nobles and spent one week in prison because none of the guards can catch you. From me you've stolen one hundred and fifty gold nobles as well as the set of wedding rings I am to give my betrothed on our wedding day."
"so your betrothed!"
"no. I'm speaking about the future, and I did get one of the rings back!" Daniel showed her the ring that had been on her finger the other day. Rovin was relieved to have it off, yet part of her wanted it back.
"You wrong you know," she said
"about what?"
"the tongue thing. I don't do that. One of my friends does it after I kill as a joke so people will think its me. He ends up throwing them out, but still."
"Oh. Well--"
"what's so special about these rings anyway?" Rovin interrupted
"they're for two betrothed who don't necessarily want to be married. It draws them together and makes them love each other. It also has healing powers in it."
"are you saying your going to hate whoever you will be betrothed too?"
"most likely knowing my mother"
"so they basically put the couple under a spell"
"no. just makes them open their hearts and see things about the other person they wouldn't normally see and love them for those things."
"do they work with all people"
"they should. Why?"
"no reason. And how long does it take to draw the two people together?"
"I wouldn't know. I've never had time to try them out. Who has the other-"
"how did you know so much about me?"
"you think I didn't do my homework?"
"Funny." Rovin was about an inch from his face and she was certain he could hear her pulse racing a mile a minute. "Let me pass"
"I told you, you're my prisoner. Unless you want me to bring you before the king. I'm sure he'll only give you a few years in prison. That is if he lets you live."
Rovin took a small step away from him and glared even more. "King Jonathon wouldn't sentence me to death!"
"care to push your luck!"
"care to live?" Rovin lunged forward and grabbed his dagger placing it against his neck before he could stop her. She applied a little pressure to scare him and watched as a trickle of blood dripped down his neck as she stared at him. "Not so rusty after all!"
Suddenly Daniel grabbed her wrist and twisted their position. He grabbed her free wrist and twisted it behind her back. Standing behind her he threw the dagger away and grabbed her throat loosely "I wouldn't try that again if I were you!" he hissed in her ear as she gave a small yelp of pain at her arm being twisted. He gave a deep breath before pushing her away from him. Rovin grabbed the bed post, coughing from his grasp on her neck. She doubled over with fits of coughing. Covering her mouth she tasted something foul. Soon she stopped coughing and was able to breath normally again.
"Are you alright?" she heard Daniel ask
"Fine" she said standing and turning to see him holding a white cloth to his neck as he tried to stop the bleeding.
"Don't worry I'm fine" Daniel said dully with a hint of sarcasm. Rovin glared at him in pain.
"Why won't you let me leave?" she asked weakly
"we've been over this!"
"no we haven't!"
"yes. You stay with me and I don't turn you over to the king!"
"I'm not going to be your personal slut if that's what your thinking! I'm strictly a kiss here and there I don't sleep with men!"
"not even that Noah fellow?"
"Noah! Of course not!"
"just asking. Anyway that's not what I want you for, but we can discuss this later. I need to go find a healer before I die!"
"that would be a pity!" Rovin muttered
Daniel stopped from where his hand was on the handle of the door. He turned and stared at her. "You know your very pretty when your mad. I'll send my mother in soon to give you a suitable dress for the banquet."
"excuse me!"
"yes you're to be my dinner guest tonight."
"I don't think so!"
"oh come on! It'll be fun! Besides you have no choice! You didn't think I'd leave you alone by your self now did you?" with that he turned again and left. A minute later Rovin heard the turning of the key as she was locked in. What was the point of having hearing like a dog when it never works when she really needs it!