After speaking with Jane, Penelope felt a bit more confident about dealing with Crow's illness. As long as the thief remained careful about not exerting himself, the knight remained positive about beating his sickness. The following days passed without much issue. She spent her time wisely, often speaking with Mia and Tomas, on guard duty, or practicing with her sword to be ready for the upcoming fight. News of her sneaking off had died down considerably during the week she spent in camp and luckily so did Mia's anger with her. By the end of the week, the baroness was already beginning to treat her normally again. 

As the day finally came to meet up with Crow again, Penelope felt a familiar rush of excitement. She hoped he was doing alright after having lost his camp and that his new camp wouldn't be too far for him. Even though they could move the meeting place if it was, she worried about the strain it might cause him that night. However, she had no way of knowing until she met up with him. Trying to keep herself busy to make the day go by a bit faster and to keep her mind off her worries, she ended up having a sparring match with Gavin. 

The sound of metal clashing filled the air and she brought her sword down heavily against his as he blocked her. The male knight let out a small grunt and pushed her back with his blade. "You're sure not holding back today." Gavin commented as he blocked another one of her attacks. Penelope swiped at his right before lunging forward in an attempt to slip past his defense. 

"Just trying to make sure you keep sharp." She told him with a small smirk. 

The two clashed with their swords a couple more times, neither willingly letting the other break through their defense. Eventually, Penelope spotted an opening and danced around his blade gracefully as she lifted her sword to stop by his throat. "Gotcha." She winked. Over the past week, she had gotten a bit more comfortable around him again. He didn't seem to hold much of a grudge against her for ending things, though it was a topic both of them usually avoided, and she was glad to have his friendship. 

"So you have." Gavin mused as he lowered his blade. He put it away and then looked over at Penelope curiously. "What's got you so energetic today?" 

Penelope put her sword back in it's sheath and gave a small shrug. "Nothing. Just a bit anxious with the next battle coming up I guess." She replied casually. 

"I know what you mean." Gavin sighed. "I can't believe the barons are going to try and push for two attacks within less than a week apart from each other." 

"They really want to make the most of this advantage they have before Younis gets more supplies." Penelope mused with a shrug. The knight glanced up at the afternoon sky and shifted as she was reminded of the real reason for her energy. "Anyways, I think I'm going to head off and take a break. I'll see you later, Gavin." She said giving him a small wave before turning and heading off. She wanted to try and get a small bit of rest in before her meeting with Crow, since she didn't want to wear herself out before she had to travel to Myrefall. 

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Night soon fell and Penelope's excitement grew. She threw on her cloak and carefully stepped out of her tent, making sure none of the guards or other knights were nearby as usual. Moving cautiously, the female knight had no trouble sneaking out of her camp, which she was grateful for as she couldn't imagine getting caught now after disappearing for a whole day. It'd be a lot harder to come up with a reasonable and believable excuse. 

As she walked towards the village, the knight began to think about all she had to tell Crow. Aside from merely meeting him because they were together, she actually had a bit of information to go over with him due to the more formal aspect of their meetings. A battle would be occurring soon and there was the possibility of another one soon after. She wondered if the thieves would be able to handle it. The knights were well supplied now and had a large group to depend on unlike the small band of thieves. Though she wasn't particularly close to any of Crow's companions, she hoped they would be safe in the coming fight. 

She also hoped Crow would stay out of the coming fight and was already thinking of a way to convince the stubborn thief to back down from it. Penelope let out a soft sigh and looked ahead as she stepped out of the forest onto the street. She glanced around, making sure there were no nearby guards before continuing on her path to their meeting place.