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QUEEN OF KNIVES.
CHAPTER 7: SOFT SPOT.
Galux Phoenix.
Three weeks had past since Golden had warned her two noble friends to watch their backs. Kel was always conscious of the people around her: the way they moved, any weapons they might be carrying, and the people they were seen talking to. Neal on the other hand seemed to be careless, but Kel knew her mage friend was more vigilant and honed than she had ever seen him.
It seemed that he had picked up a few tricks of the- not- so- trustworthy trade.
Kel knew that no one was following her on foot as she was walking through the palace towards the practice courts. What she really wanted to do was work off some extra energy, so she was going to practice her tilting.
After she had saddled Peachblossom and had led him to the gate she saw that someone was lounging against the fence near the gate gazing out at the empty practice court.
Kel approached with slight caution. "I don't know what you're afraid of, Kel, I would have thought you were used to people showing up where they are least expected," Golden told her as she came over. She turned around and smiled slightly without parting her lips.
"Well, I think all the others I've gotten used to, but you're different. You surprise the world without trying to." Kel gave the thief a small smile of her own.
"I heard you're pretty good with that thing." Golden gestured to the lance Kel held under one arm.
"A lot of people would say you heard right," Kel said with another smile.
"How's Neal holding up? I wasn't sure how well he'd take the news of people wanting to kill him," Golden asked the slight concern and worry evident in her eyes.
"I think he's doing ok. It just seems like he gets a bit on edge now and then."
Golden nodded in understanding. Relief stopped her from worrying for a little while. He was one of her best friends and she didn't want to see him get hurt because of her.
"I just want you two to keep an eye out for each other, friends should stick together. Try to not get yourselves killed. I will never speak to either of you again if you do."
"I'll try not to, I promise. Don't worry, Golden, it'll be fine," Kel reassured the woman thief.
"Hope so."
With that Golden turned and started to walk back to the inn of the Dancing Dove. Kel watched her retreating figure thoughtfully.
"What do you make of her, Peachblossom?" Kel asked her horse who had started to nibble at the grass by his feet.
The large gelding snorted and tossed his head, as if he was telling his rider to hurry up if they were going to start tilting.
"I hope that means you like her," Kel muttered under her breath with the smallest of smiles.
~*~*~*
"I want you to kill them NOW!!" Daniel Nielsen roared at the cowering David.
His temper and patience had been stretched to the limit previously, then David came and reported that he hadn't made anymore advances where it came to the job he was supposed to be doing.
"How should I kill them, sir?" David asked his voice cautious and quiet.
"I don't care! Just kill them!" Daniel barked, even more harsh than he was before.
David then realised that the man her was working fro was completely insane. He wanted to kill all the people this one female thief had ever cared for just so he could take the Majesty of Knives title from her. If that wasn't insane then what was?
"If those people are bot dead within two weeks I will personally make sure that you are," Daniel threatened his voice deadly soft. "Understand?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good." Daniel turned on his heel and strode from the room as if nothing had happened.
~*~*~*
That night Golden sat in her usual place beside Nathan. All her nerves were on edge and heightened fro a reason unknown to her. She watched every single person in the room like a hawk, her gold eyes trailing after all of the room's inhabitants' movements.
Instinct had told her to arm up quiet heavily that night. There were two knives in each boot, three under her tunic, two strapped to each wrist, one on a leather band around her neck, two at the small of her back, and her best knife hidden in her breast band.
All in all, she was the dream of the city's blacksmiths. She always reasoned that one could never have enough knives. No one was yet to prove her wrong on that front.
Suddenly she saw it. The trademark black hilted knife that was heading towards her lover. To her it seemed as if all time had slowed down. She stood and reached out and plucked the knife from mid- air.
And with that, time continued.
As Golden turned the knife over in her hands she recognised it. The way it looked as if it was several years old. The way she had seen it fly through the smoky air of the inn.
This was the knife that had been aimed at her six years previously.
"He is never going to see the light of day again," Golden warned no one in particular.
Nathan rested a warm hand of her arm. "Calm down, my love. We'll make sure he pays for that."
"He's going to pay with his life."
~*~*~*
Daniel smiled a pure evil smile as he watched Golden save the life of her lover. He knew that the girl had a large soft spot for the Rogue, now he saw just how large the soft spot actually was.
As they pair of them spoke Daniel was thinking fast. How to get the girl out of the way? He didn't want the noble harmed until the right moment. The moment where she would hand over the title that was rightfully his.
He still didn't understand how this noble girl had managed to advance so far up the ranks of thieves in only a few years. What he found amusing was that no one had guessed that she was noble.
Daniel was looking forward to telling the world that their beloved Golden was indeed Alexandria of Kenton. The noble who disappeared from a convent at the age of thirteen.
The noble the world thought of as dead.
~*~*~*
I thought that chappie was better than my last one. If you all press the lovely button down there V, you all get lots of nice and tasty cookies from me.
GalPhoe.
Everyone gets some of their favourite cookies for reviewing and making my day. Luv yaz all.
GalPhoe.
QUEEN OF KNIVES.
CHAPTER 7: SOFT SPOT.
Galux Phoenix.
Three weeks had past since Golden had warned her two noble friends to watch their backs. Kel was always conscious of the people around her: the way they moved, any weapons they might be carrying, and the people they were seen talking to. Neal on the other hand seemed to be careless, but Kel knew her mage friend was more vigilant and honed than she had ever seen him.
It seemed that he had picked up a few tricks of the- not- so- trustworthy trade.
Kel knew that no one was following her on foot as she was walking through the palace towards the practice courts. What she really wanted to do was work off some extra energy, so she was going to practice her tilting.
After she had saddled Peachblossom and had led him to the gate she saw that someone was lounging against the fence near the gate gazing out at the empty practice court.
Kel approached with slight caution. "I don't know what you're afraid of, Kel, I would have thought you were used to people showing up where they are least expected," Golden told her as she came over. She turned around and smiled slightly without parting her lips.
"Well, I think all the others I've gotten used to, but you're different. You surprise the world without trying to." Kel gave the thief a small smile of her own.
"I heard you're pretty good with that thing." Golden gestured to the lance Kel held under one arm.
"A lot of people would say you heard right," Kel said with another smile.
"How's Neal holding up? I wasn't sure how well he'd take the news of people wanting to kill him," Golden asked the slight concern and worry evident in her eyes.
"I think he's doing ok. It just seems like he gets a bit on edge now and then."
Golden nodded in understanding. Relief stopped her from worrying for a little while. He was one of her best friends and she didn't want to see him get hurt because of her.
"I just want you two to keep an eye out for each other, friends should stick together. Try to not get yourselves killed. I will never speak to either of you again if you do."
"I'll try not to, I promise. Don't worry, Golden, it'll be fine," Kel reassured the woman thief.
"Hope so."
With that Golden turned and started to walk back to the inn of the Dancing Dove. Kel watched her retreating figure thoughtfully.
"What do you make of her, Peachblossom?" Kel asked her horse who had started to nibble at the grass by his feet.
The large gelding snorted and tossed his head, as if he was telling his rider to hurry up if they were going to start tilting.
"I hope that means you like her," Kel muttered under her breath with the smallest of smiles.
~*~*~*
"I want you to kill them NOW!!" Daniel Nielsen roared at the cowering David.
His temper and patience had been stretched to the limit previously, then David came and reported that he hadn't made anymore advances where it came to the job he was supposed to be doing.
"How should I kill them, sir?" David asked his voice cautious and quiet.
"I don't care! Just kill them!" Daniel barked, even more harsh than he was before.
David then realised that the man her was working fro was completely insane. He wanted to kill all the people this one female thief had ever cared for just so he could take the Majesty of Knives title from her. If that wasn't insane then what was?
"If those people are bot dead within two weeks I will personally make sure that you are," Daniel threatened his voice deadly soft. "Understand?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good." Daniel turned on his heel and strode from the room as if nothing had happened.
~*~*~*
That night Golden sat in her usual place beside Nathan. All her nerves were on edge and heightened fro a reason unknown to her. She watched every single person in the room like a hawk, her gold eyes trailing after all of the room's inhabitants' movements.
Instinct had told her to arm up quiet heavily that night. There were two knives in each boot, three under her tunic, two strapped to each wrist, one on a leather band around her neck, two at the small of her back, and her best knife hidden in her breast band.
All in all, she was the dream of the city's blacksmiths. She always reasoned that one could never have enough knives. No one was yet to prove her wrong on that front.
Suddenly she saw it. The trademark black hilted knife that was heading towards her lover. To her it seemed as if all time had slowed down. She stood and reached out and plucked the knife from mid- air.
And with that, time continued.
As Golden turned the knife over in her hands she recognised it. The way it looked as if it was several years old. The way she had seen it fly through the smoky air of the inn.
This was the knife that had been aimed at her six years previously.
"He is never going to see the light of day again," Golden warned no one in particular.
Nathan rested a warm hand of her arm. "Calm down, my love. We'll make sure he pays for that."
"He's going to pay with his life."
~*~*~*
Daniel smiled a pure evil smile as he watched Golden save the life of her lover. He knew that the girl had a large soft spot for the Rogue, now he saw just how large the soft spot actually was.
As they pair of them spoke Daniel was thinking fast. How to get the girl out of the way? He didn't want the noble harmed until the right moment. The moment where she would hand over the title that was rightfully his.
He still didn't understand how this noble girl had managed to advance so far up the ranks of thieves in only a few years. What he found amusing was that no one had guessed that she was noble.
Daniel was looking forward to telling the world that their beloved Golden was indeed Alexandria of Kenton. The noble who disappeared from a convent at the age of thirteen.
The noble the world thought of as dead.
~*~*~*
I thought that chappie was better than my last one. If you all press the lovely button down there V, you all get lots of nice and tasty cookies from me.
GalPhoe.