The next day passed with in a blink of an eye. Brynjolf had never been so nervous in his life. Not on his first job, not in his first fight, never. Yet here he stood, his mind going crazy. But on the outside he made sure that his composure was cool and collected.

He had also noticed that Kyra had suddenly became much more shy around him. If she stumbled into him she'd jump and her cheeks would flame. Or if he glanced over at her he'd often catch her starring before adverting her gaze. It added confidence to him yet at the same time it made him wonder what exactly happened to make her act like that.

" I had a simple conversation with her." Vex shrugged as he approached her the morning of Kyra's birthday.
" Of?"
" Just asking her some questions most women tend to talk about when they are alone."

Brynjolf felt his anger grow. He knew he'd get nothing else out of her.

That day everyone had given her their individual presents they had all snuck out to get. Though they were all small she loved every last one of them. Most of the gifts from the men were necklaces, the one thing that their narrowed down minds could think of to get her. Surely she'd choke if she wore them all.

That night he laid on the bed looking up at the ceiling as he waited. They were suppose to go into town for dinner. But it didn't seemed like he'd be able to eat soon with as long as she was taking.
" Aye lass what in the divines are you doing in there?" he called.
" A girl can't spoil herself a little on her birthday?" She responded from the connecting washroom.
" I offered to have you pampered."

" I don't want to be pampered by other people." She spoke as she stepped into the room. Brynjolf began to sit up, ready to go.

" Would you rather-" He paused. She stood, fixing her necklace. " I pamper you?"
His voice was no louder than a gentle rasp. She finished latching it and pulled her hair out from underneath.

" That would be quite amusing if you ask me." She smirked. She hadn't even been wearing anything grand. Just a simple blue dress she'd often wear. Yet for some reason it looked so different tonight.

" Do I look alright?" She asked as she gave a small spin. He smiled and held out his arm.
" As beautiful as ever."

That night Brynjolf started his plan. He started small murmurs of a headache. But only small ones that could easily be brushed off. Then it escalated to a throbbing in his head that began to raise suspicion. Even the suspicion of Vex and Delvin. Neither had know he had developed a surprise of his own, which made it all the more believable. Then finally his hands latched to the side of his head and he grew deathly quiet.

" Are you okay Brynjolf?" Kyra asked. He glanced up at her. The concern was rich in her eyes and almost made him break his character.

" I should be alright lass." He grumbled. She frowned.

" You should go home and rest." Niruin followed.
" No, I can't. I'd feel terrible for ruining Kyra's night."

" You're not ruining it. You'll only make me worry more if you stay. Go and get some sleep, it'll help ease the pain."

" But-"
" It's been decided." She interrupted. Brynjolf hid his smirk. The one time her stubbornness counteracted her. He excused himself from the table and made his way outside. Once the sound of the city was far behind him he broke into a run and hope that he could finish before she came back to check on him.

Kyra just couldn't take it any longer. She knew she had been acting strange around him ever since Vex had talked to her. Never before had Vex been so straight forward with her about her emotions or feelings. If she found Brynjolf sexy. If he made her heart flutter, if his touches burned her skin. It was all too overwhelming. All because the answers to every single one was 'yes'. And now she had become aware of it all.

Yet she couldn't help but wonder if the way she had been acting was the reason why he had left early. So she had snuck her away from the noise. They were all much to drunk to notice anyway.

In the dark the outline of the home came into view. The lights were all off from what she could see.

Brynjolf heard the door creak open and he froze in his tracks. Kyra was surrounded with a sweet smell as she stepped in a shut the door behind her. She slipped her shoes off to move more quietly just incase he was asleep. All was dark until her eyes spotted a flicker from a room. Their room.

Brynjolf felt his body tingle in numbness. He knew she'd sneak off to check on him. All was done, everything was ready. Everything except for himself.

" Brynjolf?"
He heard her voice call out softly as she stepped silently up the stairs. He cleared his voice.
" I'm in here lass."

She turned the corner.

" I just wanted to make sure you were okay-"

He saw her freeze in her tracks. Her eyes fell down to her feet. The rose petals were soft under her and she followed them. Beside her bed she found the source of the sweet smell, the cakes her mother use to make her. On the bed more rose petals laid in the shape of heart and in the center of that heart laid a wrapped box. Her heart skipped a beat and she was sure that tears were fighting to fall. He stood there, in the light of the fireplace and candles that were scattered around the room. He gave a small smile.

" Happy Birthday Kyra."
Hearing him say her name shot emotions through her. Seeing her wipe the tears away made him realize that she could be human with emotions and thoughts instead of this unbreakable woman she put herself out to be.
" I don't know what to say." She admitted with a light laugh. " You even made the cakes."

She sat down on the opposite side of the bed and took the plate in her lap.
" If they kill you don't say I didn't warn you. I'm a thief, not a chief."

She laughed, the tears long from her eyes, and she took a bite. He was finally able to sit on the bed with ease as she gave a smile and continued to eat them happily.

" Oh Bryn, this is amazing." She gasped as she laid the plate back on the stand beside the bed. He felt his chest puff out as she used his nickname.

" You still haven't even opened your gift."

" This is all too much-"
" You can't leave a man waiting can you?"

She looked at him, shocked, as he held the gift out to her. Finally she took it and pulled at the ribbon. Then she opened the box. He saw her eyes widen as she reached in and pulled the nightgown out.

" It's beautiful." She gasped. " I've never owned anything like it."
He couldn't help but watch her in admiration.
" Why don't you try it on?" He suggested softly. She didn't hesitate to rush into the next room. A few moments later she emerged with a spin.

" Oh I love it!" She claimed happily. " It makes me feel as if I could be royalty."

As Brynjolf watched her dance happily around the room he felt a sudden thump. He paused, the room going mute and his eyes adverting from her. Then it happened again. He dared to look back up at her and it repeated. Only a hundred times hard, a thousand times louder. It echoed through his whole body from his head to his toes.
" I could never thank you enough Brynjolf. I'm so sorry for acting the way I did but it's just that Vex had been asking me questions and I just had be so phased by them." She explained. Brynjolf stood, the thumping intensifying with each step.

" Just what was she asking you that made you so shy lass?" He asked. Kyra took a step back, then another and another. She would have stepped out of the room but he had closed the door behind her before he had the chance to. Yet she was scared by how he was acting. In fact, she was enchanted.

" Stupid questions."

" Like?"
Kyra felt her body tense.
" What I thought of you."
Her answer only fueled him to keep going.
" And what is it you think of me?"
She felt his hands settle comfortably at the curves of her hips and his nose grazing the crook of her neck. Kyra let out a sigh.
" That you're a pain in the ass." She replied. He pulled back and gave her a goofy grin.
" Now that's not something to say after all the nights I've stayed up trying to perfect your gift."
She felt some of the tension grow and she too cracked a smile. " It's my birthday, I can say what I want you pain in the ass nord."

In one smooth movement he swept her off her feet and she let out a laugh. Then he laid her on the bed.

" You've ruined your heart." She teased.
" Then I'll make another." He continued as he climbed over her. Kyra sat perched on her elbows as she looked at him.
" If I didn't know any better I'd say you're in love with me you nord." She smirked. His lips stole a kiss from hers, instantly making her weak. His had found her back and he gently lowered her onto the bed.

" And what if I am?" He asked with a daring smile. Kyra's arms snuck around his neck and brought him down into another rough kiss.
" Then I'd say it's about damn time you admit it."

Brynjolf chuckled into their kiss. Kyra's mind wandered to the rest of of the guild back in town. They'd be there far past sunrise.

" I'd say I've stolen your heart my highness."
Kyra peered up at him through her thick lashes, the heat of his hand branding her hip.
" I'd say so."

He continued to lavish her until he paused.
" Before we continue, I need to make one thing clear."
Kyra's heart froze in fear.

" What?"
" I bought that blasted syrup. I just couldn't figure out how to make the damn thing."
Kyra let out a laugh.
" That's quite alright Brynjolf." She said as they combined foreheads. The corner of his lips turned upwards. Never before had he been so happy about taking a chance, let alone a birthday.

" Happy birthday lass." He whispered to her as he cupped her cheek.

" Brynjolf?"
" Yes?"
" I love you."

Never before had he thought he'd be so happy to say three simple words.
" I love you too."

I hope you enjoyed this spin off! Please let me know of what you think. If you have a request don't be shy. I will also be working on some pirates in love stories as well. Even if you don't have the game or have even heard of it you should still check out the story or even the game itself. It's a very addicting thing! I love you all and thank you for your patience. :)