Maybe I Will Chapter 11
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Rosto POV:
When Klyminet cleared his throat, again, I could tell we were in trouble. There we were, blatantly ignoring him, in his own castle, right when he was about to use a threat or a bribe that he was sure would keep Beka in his clutches. Forever.
He must be fuming. Wonder what the threat was. Or is. Goodwin's timely and incredibly convenient arrival (Convenient for me, too!) may only hamper his plans. Well, we'll see.
"So, Goodwin, is it? Will you need a place to stay until the Pup is fit to leave?" Goodwin looked at him in exasperation.
"She's fit enough to travel. Dogs are built strong." She looks at Beka, whose eyes flickered with a memory. She finishes what Goodwin started.
"Dogs are built strong as lions, tough as nails, swift as wolves, and," she was grinning at the well-known-in-Corus-joke, "smart enough to realize anyone who is saying this that isn't a Dog should be hobbled immediately for trying to use flattery to get outta a crime." We all, save Srimfor, started laughing. The joke is pulled on anyone who is flattering a Dog to keep from getting hobbled. Srimfor is looking confused by this. He never had a sense of humor. Goodwin looks at him one more time, then back to us.
"Do you have anything to grab? Cause if you do, you've got twenty minutes to get it. I'll be at the stables. Cooper, come. I know you've got nothin' to grab." And with that, they both left.
Beka POV:
The moment we were out of earshot, Goodwin looks at me, with a look that says, Tell. Now. So I did. I tell her everything that happened from when I was kidnapped up til' when she arrived. She whistles, then asks the inevitable.
"Why'd you jump in to save him?" There were thousands of reasons to choose from. Since I had no truthful reasons that I was willing to divulge, I went with an easy lie.
"I didn't want that mage as Rogue. It would have been worse than Deerborn." She nods. It seemed logical.
"Why not simply throw the dagger immediately?" I was ready this time.
"The curtains were in my field of vision, and when I pulled them back, my element of surprise was gone. It was either fight or die." Inside my head, however, two sides were fighting about that, just as they had when it happened. There were three. One that sounded like Rosto, one like Goodwin, and one was me.
You love him. That's why you didn't throw the dagger right off. That was the Rosto-voice.
No, it was the smartest option you had. No other choice would have kept you and the Rogue alive. That was Goodwin.
Maybe it's because you're friends? That was me, timid even to myself. Darn shyness.
You and he both want to be more than friends. You listen to Goodwin too much.(Goodwin voice in head, not real one)
Because I'm right! She saved him because it was smart, and he's only flirting!
What if he breaks my heart?
He wouldn't.
He will! Just like Mama! Probably more than just your heart.
He wouldn't do that. And if he tried, you'd kill him, Guardswoman Terrier.
That's not the point!
Then what is?
He'd still break our heart!
How could he, if you don't love him?
I don't!
Then how? My Goodwin side didn't respond, and seemed to disappear. She was in a corner, anyway. My own voice was small, tentative.
Maybe…Maybe I could give him a chance.
Yes. A chance.
Maybe.
"Cooper? Cooper! Beka!" Ooops. Dreamland had me too long.
"Huh? What?" Goodwin had stopped, and was watching me closely.
"You alright? You're a bit spacey." (A bit OOC, but Beka was extremely wounded! Even Clary has compassion!)
"Oh. Yeah, I'm alright. Just a little dazed. Just got outta bed today." She seemed relieved. I wonder how worried she was. If it's this had, I'm afraid of how Tunstall is.
"Well, come on. The stables are right here." She gestured in front of her, and I looked to see we were, indeed, at the stables. The others were just behind us. I turned to them, addressing Kora, as my head hurt too much from my last argument to ask Rosto.
"What did Klyminet do after we left?" Kora shook her head ruefully, but her eyes were laughing.
"Nothing. Glared at your backs and left. We followed you out." I hope they hadn't been eavesdropping, and told them so. Rosto grinned.
"Us? The head Rogue, his left hand mot, and an eager Pup, eavesdrop? Never!" We all laughed, when a thought struck me.
"How'm I getting' back? I don't have a horse, and pro'bly can't ride in this condition anyway." They glance at each other.
"You can ride with the Rat King." Goodwin said, surprising everyone. I knew better than to argue, however, and nodded. Rosto's grinning like a looby. Goodwin looks at his face, swiftly to mine, back and forth one more time, then turned to Kora and Erskren.
"I assume you have food for the ride back?" They nodded. "Good. I brought rations for three, but not for you two." Odd. Why three?
"Why'd ya bring food for three? Surely you can't've thought we'd have another tag-along." I looked at her carefully as she answered.
"The Rogue, who obviously didn't get his occupation from thinking ahead, left without food enough to get back. I doubt your captors would have given him anything." I was grinning, as was she. Rosto pretended to look hurt.
"Oh, how you wound me, beaut- I mean, strong warrior." No-one missed his near mishap. We laughed again.
Boy, we are laughing a lot.
"Well, we can't linger all day. Now, your horses should be ready. Rat, help Cooper up… Good. Everyone up? Lets go." And with that very rushed mounting, we left the Rogues Palace.
Hmmm, a week's riding with Rosto. This will be fun.
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