She gave a huff in annoyance as she walked to the blacksmith with sword in hand. When she had gone in to talk to the Jarl she had meant business, not running around running errands for her spoiled brat.

Brynjolf spotted her out of the corner of his eye. She wore her dress with her own sword at her hip and oddly another in her hand. She was ready should anything happen but yet she was still at ease.

" Could you sharpen this for me?" She asked. Balimund nodded and took the blade from her.
" It shouldn't take too long."

" Thank you."
She turned around and let out a gasp as she stopped in place. Her hand flew to her heart and she let out a scowl.
" Expect anything less from a thief?" Brynjolf smirked. She crossed her arms in annoyance.

" My answer is still no."
" Awe come on lass I can't come to have a conversation with a beautiful lady?" He asked as he placed his arm around her and began to walk her away.
" Knowing you? No."

" Ah but you don't even know my name."

" Good day sir, Miss Kyra at your service." She mocked as she paused and gave a curtsy. " To whom do I owe this pleasure to."
"Brynjolf at your service." He bowed, slipping her fingers to his lips.

" Flattery won't convince me."

" I didn't expect it to. But I think I know what will."
" Oh?" She rose a brow in question.

" Meet me tonight in front of the inn. There is something I need to show you that I think will change your mind."
" Somehow I don't find that possible."
" You have your ways for getting on people's good sides and I have my ways of convincing them. "

Kyra leaned against the wall of the Bee and Barb watching the night sky. She wasn't sure what made her decide to give the nord a chance. Perhaps it was the thrill or maybe the mystery.

" Are you going to wait up there all night?" She asked. Brynjolf lowered down from the roof and stepped in the light.

" No one ever thinks of looking up." He admitted.

" No one ever seems to second guess who stands in front of them either but that doesn't mean I'm not doing it."
He gave a chuckle and held his hands up in defeat. " I get it, you don't trust me. You'd be stupid if you did. But perhaps you can . . . not second guess me."

" And what makes you think I'm not going to kill you? You've got a big enough bounty over your head."
" Because I can see the desire of thrill in your eyes. So how about it lass, follow me?"

She paused and looked at his hand as he held it out.
" Led the way."
He let his hand fall. He had her attention. Now he had to keep it.

She watched him disappear into the night. Brynjolf kept his pace slow as he scaled the side of the building and heaved himself up onto the side of the roof. He looked over his shoulder and saw she was only a breath behind. So he picked up the pace.

He jumped from roof to the ledge of the wall, running past shops. Kyra pushed herself to keep up with his pace. She refused to let him get the best of her.

As they snuck past the guards she felt her heart pound. Using the dark as a cloak was an addicting thing to do.

With ease they made it past the entire town and leaped into the forest. There they climbed high into the trees where he finally stopped. Kyra sat next to him. There she peered out over Riften. It was so hard to believe she had managed to sneak past an entire town unnoticed.

" That's what you wanted to show me wasn't it?" She asked as she held the branch above her to keep balance. " The way it felt to do that."

" Ah a smart one she is."
Kyra paused in thought. He was so close to snatching her up.

He watched her breathing return to normal as she caught her breath. It had been exhilarating to her and she loved it. He knew it.

He had to admit, she was a breath taking woman. He couldn't stop himself from cupping her cheek and planting a kiss on her lips.

" I will think about it. But the kiss did nothing."

" You're fainting on the inside." He teased. Kyra shook her head slightly.

" If that is what lets you sleep at night nord."

Brynjolf stood then helped her to her feet. Her kiss was soft, mainly unsure of what to do. Something that seemed to symbolize her thoughts towards the guild.

" You'll be given plenty of jobs so you will be payed well. Even more if you help restore the guild."

" I said I will think about it. Push your luck and I'll push you out of this tree."

" Sorry lass, I just let something as valuable as you, not to mention as beautiful, go to waste."

" Save your words for a girl who will fall for them."

" But before you leave-" She looked back at him, waiting for him to finish." If you want to talk go through the ratways and meet me in the raggon flagon."

He saw the corner of her lips turn up and a sparkle dash across her eyes. Then she turned and made her way back into town. Just as he said. They always came back. Always.