I knowI saidthat Iwould update tommarow but the chapter got longer thanplanned and These next few chapters I've beenhaving terrible writers block. I revised chapter 2 kiela, so you might want to reread it. For in itI mentioned a few things that will add to the plot and help things make more sense. I now have a complete outline andI shouldnt have to many problems writing. Thanks so much for the reviews and patience!

Trant came home later on that day and I had never seen him so upset before, it was alarming.

"Do you realize how much trouble we can get it? We have a mystery girl in our house, what if she awakens and thinks us to be thief's and turns us in?" Trant ranted.

Stevan smiled "Trant we are Thief's."

"We are not!" He snapped "We are street rats that steal only in desperate times and if we are chased off by the police we will have nowhere to go!"

"Once again, Trant we are thieves," said Stevan.

I sighed, "Trant, we saved this girls life, why would she want to turn us in if we rescued her? What would you rather have us do, leave her to die?"

"No and you very well know it. You need to fully realize what it could happen when you bring a stranger into the house!"

"Trant, I promise to be by her side until she awakens, so stop worrying," I cried exasperated!

Trant through up his arms in defeat, "I'm going to go board up the windows."

I shook my head quietly as he left, when upset Trant would work off his anger by cleaning or fixing things.

"Why was he so upset?" I asked Stevan.

Sighing Stevan eyed me carefully. "Because there are so many things that can go wrong! She can turn us in for stealing, or find out and tell everyone about you're a-."

"Shush Stevan!" I hastily cut him off, "you never know who's listening, for all we know she could be awake."

"Sorry," he replied sheepishly.

"Well there was no harm done." I turned away and headed toward my door. "If anyone needs me I'll be tending to the girl.

That night I was awoken by what appeared to be hopeful signs of the girl waking. She tossed and turned while mumbling incoherently in her sleep. I wound up staying by her side all night long and sponging her forehead with water hoping that it would wake her up.

Early in the morning when she had calmed down I brought over some water and decided to get her to drink it. Pulling her into an upright position I than lifted the cup to her lips, A hand wearily tried to push mine away.

"Boys, come quickly!" I shouted.

The girl's eyes fluttered slowly open to reveal a ice cold color. She struggled to pull herself upright and I instantly helped her. Once up she glared at me, her orange hair crackling with life framing her face.

I returned her challenging gaze with a raised eyebrow to show that her glare did not frighten me in the least. I was debating on what to say to her when I recalled what Stevan had said earlier, about how "so many things could go wrong."

I let out an inward sigh and decided to create a good impression.

"I'm glad to see that you are awake, we were beginning to get worried."

"What concern is it to you that I am well?" she spoke in a cold voice that was both regal and harsh, but in my opinion that usually went hand in hand. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously before she spoke again, "Who are you? Where am I? I demand you tell me at once!"

Holding back a snort by her demands I answered her.

"I am Kiela; you are at pag in the country of katatomic."

"And how did I get here?"

"We stumbled upon you in the midst of a ship wreck."

I watched as the girls eyes clouded over and her face filled with pain, she finally broke her stare and turned away.

"You should have left me."

"I don't think that's for anyone to decide."

Footsteps from the doorway prevented any further conversation. We both quickly turned around to see who intruded.

Brence stood in the doorway and after a scrutinizing look he asked "Are you hungry miss?"

"I am."

"Well allow me to get you something."

"Thank you sir."

I held back my laughter at the formalities; I had not seen Brence so polite to anyone for years.

"Call me Brence," he said turning to leave us alone in the room again.

"Is he your lover," she asked curiously, taking me by surprise.

"No, just one of my housemates," I replied.

"You live with a boy that's not in relation to you?" she spoke with disdain and moral shock.

"Three boys actually," I corrected her, trying my best to suppress my laughter.

"Is that safe, or even wise? Is my maidenhood at stake?"

I tried my best to be serious and not laugh at her incredulously, for she really did have a good reason to be in such shock.

"They are my brothers, just not in a blood binding way; I have lived with them for at least ten years. Your maiden hood is not at stake, I assure you greatly."

Her eyes were still wide with doubt.

"I promise," I added.

Brence thankfully entered in a few seconds later, saving us from an awkward moment.

"I have some bread, cheese, dried meat and water." Brence declared setting the food in front of the girl.

She greedily, yet very daintily ate her food. Brence talked as she ate.

"I don't know what your past is, but you are welcomed to stay with us for as long as you like, no one need to know you're here, so if you're in need of secrecy you are safe."

She stiffened for a moment before asking quietly, "Why would I need secrecy?"

"We noticed you donned clothes of that of a noble's servant and took a guess," I told her.

Brence continued on not waiting for her reply, "Kiela I'm sure would not mind sharing her room with you. I insist you stay here until your wounds are healed and than if you like we can help you find somewhere else to stay."

She nodded slowly taking in what he said. "Thank you sir for your hospitality, I promise that if I can, I will one day repay you."

"There is no need for that, but for now you might want to sleep, we will introduce you to Trant and Stevan tomorrow, since they are out hunting right now."

So that's why they aren't here right now thought to myself.

Brence stood up and motioned for me to follow. I looked the girl straight in the eye so she knew I was being honest before I said "You may use my bed for as long as you like, I don't mind the floor, and I am glad that you are not dead."

As I was getting up to follow brence I felt a tug on my arm and I looked back.

"The names Adria."

I smiled, "Well Adria, go to sleep and we will talk more when you wake up."

With that I left to follow Brence out of the room.

After we were sure Adria had fallen asleep we spoke in whispers in the living room.

"She lies about be a servant, she speaks like that of a noble," brence commented.

I nodded in agreement, "she's a good liar, doesn't bat an eyelash of betrayal. You should have heard her making demands when she woke." I paused a second, "no, she is definitely of higher blood. Her lying about her station can only mean trouble though. She would only hide her identity if she had something to be worried about being discovered."

"I don't think we have to worry about her stirring up any trouble, we just need to help her get better and send her on her way as soon as we can. But in the mean time speak of this to no one, especially Trant. If he gets a whiff of her rank I dread to think what he would do."

I shivered in agreement.