In Time and Space
By Kierseth and Emerald Flame.
Notice: We are posting the same story under similar titles. Any reviews for either of them will be shared with the other author. Thankies!
Disclaimer: We own Rena and Ria and various other characters. Anything you recognize from Mercedes Lackey's books, we DO NOT own.
Thoughts :Mindspeech: "Normal Speech"
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Chapter Three
"Rena!" Ria's golden voice rang through the ramshackle building as she pounded up the stairs. She appeared in the doorway of the main room, clothed in a descent gown of mint green. There was a large basket slung over her arm, food tumbling out as she slid to a stop.
"Ria! What wrong?" Wyn asked as the boy picked up a wrapped loaf of bread from the floor.
"Is Rena here? I REALLY need -- to talk to her. Has -- she come in yet?" Ria was out of breath. She had been running since she overheard the women at the Baker's Cart talking.
"No. It's only midday. You know she doesn't come in until she has enough for the day." Wyn took the basket from her arm and walked over to the kitchen area. There he started to unpack the foodstuffs. Bread and rolls went into the cabinets wrapped as they were. The cold food went into a closed basket and lowered on a dumbwaiter into the cold basement. The apples went into a large bowl that Wyn set on the table for everyone to snack on.
Wyn wasn't much of a thief, being slight of build and a little on the sickly side, but he managed to pull his weight enough. Rena had come upon him a 3 years before, begging in a dark alley. He had been 6 and the size of a four year old. Rena had taken pity on the boy and had taken him home, after talking to him about his family. His mother had taken ill and died a few weeks before. He had never known his father, nor any other relatives. In their care, he had grown and filled out some. He was still too small for his age, and a little weak, but he had carved a little place in their hearts, as all the boys had.
"Gods forbid she ever comes home a little early." Ria muttered. "Do you know where she was working?"
"I think she said she was going to work the areas around the Cinch and Stirrup. They are having a hinds and hounds tournament and there are bound to be some big winners. Rena was hoping to ease the winners of their heavy purses." Wyn wrinkled his nose in glee. He loved it when his rescuer was happy, and nothing made Rena happier than a good haul.
"I'm gonna try to track her down. If she shows up, don't let her leave, ok? Tell her to stay here. Sit on her if you have to, don't let her leave. I have big news that she needs to hear." And with that, Ria left.
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Weaving her way around the crowds at the door of the Cinch and Stirrup, Ria managed to slink into a corner and stood on an upturned box. This placed her head over the stooped backs of the men at the small tables, playing it out over hinds and hounds. She caught a glimpse of a familiar head and wedged her way through the masses to the darker corner. She came up behind her sister and hissed in her ear, grabbing her elbow.
"Rena-"
Rena's head whipped around to face her, hand to her dagger. She saw that the touch had come from her sister and managed to still her hand. Another second and she would have lost a finger... Rena thought as she glared at Ria.
"What?" She hissed.
"Come on, I got news." Ria whispered as she guided her out of the tavern.
"Do you have enough for the day?" Ria asked her sister. "I got food for the week, and I have a few coins left over."
"I should probably get another grab before the day is out..." Rena responded, squinting at the sun. "There are enough candlemarks left for another few tries. Why did you drag me out of there? The guy in the red scarf was winning. Both the hinds and hounds tourney, but a mead drinking contest he had gotten into earlier. Prime pickings, I say. Drunk, with a newly filled purse." She scowled at her twin. "What's your news?"
They started to walk home. "It's worth it. I was in the market, buying bread, and I heard these two servants gossiping to the carter's wife. They were talking about their employer, a Noblewoman, rich and out of town for the week. She's in the country, visiting relatives." Ria's eyes sparkled in excitement.
"So? Nobles visit the country all the time! What's so interesting about that?" Rena was getting impatient.
"She had taken almost all of her servants with her. The house will only have a handful of people in it. It's near the statue of Windrider. Right next to the Stable of the Cart and Pony. Fenced close in." Rena was looking at her blankly. "Oh right. And her jewels are being gathered for a big sale. They are all being kept in a locked room. Lightly guarded, since lock is newly made, by that smith that everyone is talking about." Light was starting to dawn of Rena's face as she started to catch what her sister was trying to tell her.
"All the jewels in one place? Lightly guarded, huh? And how are we supposed to get past that guard? We don't fight; we run." Rena's scowl deepened.
"That is what we need the servant women for." Ria's exuberance was not diminished by her sister's dark mood. "One of them is scheduled for a tryst with said guard tonight. When Lady's away, the help will play! There will be no guard tonight! The lock is no problem with that little trick you do.
Rena had worked on her "little trick" and had managed to "reach through" virtually any material she had laid her hands on. Metals were really hard to reach though, but with quite a bit of effort, she had managed to manipulate it. Ria had started in on her about going to the Palace to see if anyone could train her, but Rena had resisted. It wasn't dangerous to anyone, like Firestarting, and she wasn't going crazy, like people with untrained Mindspeech were said to do. So why tempt fate?
"We can make a play tonight and no one will know anything is amiss until the Lady comes back! Nothing can go wrong!" Ria finished.
Rena finally smiled. "It sounds good. Is it worth the risk?"
"The servants were talking about her "lust for shiny baubles", as they called them. I think there will be plenty."
Rena nodded in agreement. "Then we'd better get back home and get some sleep before dark. We don't want to be slow if things go amiss." With that said, they headed home. __
By Kierseth and Emerald Flame.
Notice: We are posting the same story under similar titles. Any reviews for either of them will be shared with the other author. Thankies!
Disclaimer: We own Rena and Ria and various other characters. Anything you recognize from Mercedes Lackey's books, we DO NOT own.
Thoughts :Mindspeech: "Normal Speech"
~*~*~*~
Chapter Three
"Rena!" Ria's golden voice rang through the ramshackle building as she pounded up the stairs. She appeared in the doorway of the main room, clothed in a descent gown of mint green. There was a large basket slung over her arm, food tumbling out as she slid to a stop.
"Ria! What wrong?" Wyn asked as the boy picked up a wrapped loaf of bread from the floor.
"Is Rena here? I REALLY need -- to talk to her. Has -- she come in yet?" Ria was out of breath. She had been running since she overheard the women at the Baker's Cart talking.
"No. It's only midday. You know she doesn't come in until she has enough for the day." Wyn took the basket from her arm and walked over to the kitchen area. There he started to unpack the foodstuffs. Bread and rolls went into the cabinets wrapped as they were. The cold food went into a closed basket and lowered on a dumbwaiter into the cold basement. The apples went into a large bowl that Wyn set on the table for everyone to snack on.
Wyn wasn't much of a thief, being slight of build and a little on the sickly side, but he managed to pull his weight enough. Rena had come upon him a 3 years before, begging in a dark alley. He had been 6 and the size of a four year old. Rena had taken pity on the boy and had taken him home, after talking to him about his family. His mother had taken ill and died a few weeks before. He had never known his father, nor any other relatives. In their care, he had grown and filled out some. He was still too small for his age, and a little weak, but he had carved a little place in their hearts, as all the boys had.
"Gods forbid she ever comes home a little early." Ria muttered. "Do you know where she was working?"
"I think she said she was going to work the areas around the Cinch and Stirrup. They are having a hinds and hounds tournament and there are bound to be some big winners. Rena was hoping to ease the winners of their heavy purses." Wyn wrinkled his nose in glee. He loved it when his rescuer was happy, and nothing made Rena happier than a good haul.
"I'm gonna try to track her down. If she shows up, don't let her leave, ok? Tell her to stay here. Sit on her if you have to, don't let her leave. I have big news that she needs to hear." And with that, Ria left.
----
Weaving her way around the crowds at the door of the Cinch and Stirrup, Ria managed to slink into a corner and stood on an upturned box. This placed her head over the stooped backs of the men at the small tables, playing it out over hinds and hounds. She caught a glimpse of a familiar head and wedged her way through the masses to the darker corner. She came up behind her sister and hissed in her ear, grabbing her elbow.
"Rena-"
Rena's head whipped around to face her, hand to her dagger. She saw that the touch had come from her sister and managed to still her hand. Another second and she would have lost a finger... Rena thought as she glared at Ria.
"What?" She hissed.
"Come on, I got news." Ria whispered as she guided her out of the tavern.
"Do you have enough for the day?" Ria asked her sister. "I got food for the week, and I have a few coins left over."
"I should probably get another grab before the day is out..." Rena responded, squinting at the sun. "There are enough candlemarks left for another few tries. Why did you drag me out of there? The guy in the red scarf was winning. Both the hinds and hounds tourney, but a mead drinking contest he had gotten into earlier. Prime pickings, I say. Drunk, with a newly filled purse." She scowled at her twin. "What's your news?"
They started to walk home. "It's worth it. I was in the market, buying bread, and I heard these two servants gossiping to the carter's wife. They were talking about their employer, a Noblewoman, rich and out of town for the week. She's in the country, visiting relatives." Ria's eyes sparkled in excitement.
"So? Nobles visit the country all the time! What's so interesting about that?" Rena was getting impatient.
"She had taken almost all of her servants with her. The house will only have a handful of people in it. It's near the statue of Windrider. Right next to the Stable of the Cart and Pony. Fenced close in." Rena was looking at her blankly. "Oh right. And her jewels are being gathered for a big sale. They are all being kept in a locked room. Lightly guarded, since lock is newly made, by that smith that everyone is talking about." Light was starting to dawn of Rena's face as she started to catch what her sister was trying to tell her.
"All the jewels in one place? Lightly guarded, huh? And how are we supposed to get past that guard? We don't fight; we run." Rena's scowl deepened.
"That is what we need the servant women for." Ria's exuberance was not diminished by her sister's dark mood. "One of them is scheduled for a tryst with said guard tonight. When Lady's away, the help will play! There will be no guard tonight! The lock is no problem with that little trick you do.
Rena had worked on her "little trick" and had managed to "reach through" virtually any material she had laid her hands on. Metals were really hard to reach though, but with quite a bit of effort, she had managed to manipulate it. Ria had started in on her about going to the Palace to see if anyone could train her, but Rena had resisted. It wasn't dangerous to anyone, like Firestarting, and she wasn't going crazy, like people with untrained Mindspeech were said to do. So why tempt fate?
"We can make a play tonight and no one will know anything is amiss until the Lady comes back! Nothing can go wrong!" Ria finished.
Rena finally smiled. "It sounds good. Is it worth the risk?"
"The servants were talking about her "lust for shiny baubles", as they called them. I think there will be plenty."
Rena nodded in agreement. "Then we'd better get back home and get some sleep before dark. We don't want to be slow if things go amiss." With that said, they headed home. __