Nothing so far. Maybe we could throw in something for Hartley? I kind of like the idea of him running into a girl he used to have a crush on. It could also possibly lead to him staying behind if we decide to go that route
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Crow was the last to leave the room as they headed out of the inn. He closed the door behind him and looked up to see two of the knights speaking with the innkeeper. They looked concerned, as if the man was telling them something they didn’t like. He returned Penelope’s nervous glance right before the knights finally took notice of their appearance. Subtly shifting his weight in case he needed to run, he met their suspicious gazes with confusion, as if he didn’t know why he was being approached.
Hartley spoke first, explaining that they were just leaving, but the knights didn’t let up so easily. They turned to Crow and Penelope, asking if the two minded being questioned about the robbery. Crow opened his mouth to reply, but Penelope stepped up first. She muttered something to the guards that made the men blush, announcing that they had everything they needed.
She’s getting better at lying every day, Crow eyed Penelope curiously. He didn’t know exactly what she had said to the knights, but based on their flustered reactions, he could take a guess. Looks like she figured out that a few sultry words can go a long way, he bit his tongue to keep from smiling. If she’s going to have fun with them, then I am, too.
“I hope you catch your thief before he causes any more trouble,” Crow crossed his arms, shooting the knights a glare. “If I get home to find my valuables missing, I’m going to have a few choice words to share with your commanding officer.”
“How did you know we’re looking for a thief?” one of the knights looked him over skeptically.
“What, are you kidding me?” Crow rolled his eyes. “You were talking about it so loudly, I could hear you from the end of that hallway.”
“Right…” the knight grimaced, uncomfortable about getting called out in front of his comrade, who elbowed him mockingly in the ribs.
“Anyway,” Crow placed a hand on Penelope’s waist to guide her toward the door as if she was his woman. He hoped he had been correct in assuming she had told the knights that they had left the inn early to get some privacy. “We’re in a hurry, so if that’s all you have to say, then we’ll be going now.”
“So, neither of you saw anything?” the first knight asked.
“Not even the tail of a cloak,” Crow shook his head. “Sorry, boys, but I only had eyes for this beauty.” He pulled Penelope close to himself and winked at her flirtatiously.
“Alright, you’re free to go then,” the knight reluctantly admitted defeat. “Have a safe trip.”
“Thanks,” Crow waved at them and kept walking towards the door, holding it open for Penelope to step through first.
Once all three of them had left the inn, Hartley turned on Crow with a glower, “That wasn’t fair. If one of us is going to pretend to be with Penelope, it should be me!”
“If she was with you, then why would she have snuck out with me?” Crow shook his head. “The lie has to be believable, kid.”
“Fine, but next time I get to be her lover,” Hartley muttered.
“Whatever you say.” Crow laughed and turned to Penelope. “So, where do we go from here, captain?”
Hartley spoke first, explaining that they were just leaving, but the knights didn’t let up so easily. They turned to Crow and Penelope, asking if the two minded being questioned about the robbery. Crow opened his mouth to reply, but Penelope stepped up first. She muttered something to the guards that made the men blush, announcing that they had everything they needed.
She’s getting better at lying every day, Crow eyed Penelope curiously. He didn’t know exactly what she had said to the knights, but based on their flustered reactions, he could take a guess. Looks like she figured out that a few sultry words can go a long way, he bit his tongue to keep from smiling. If she’s going to have fun with them, then I am, too.
“I hope you catch your thief before he causes any more trouble,” Crow crossed his arms, shooting the knights a glare. “If I get home to find my valuables missing, I’m going to have a few choice words to share with your commanding officer.”
“How did you know we’re looking for a thief?” one of the knights looked him over skeptically.
“What, are you kidding me?” Crow rolled his eyes. “You were talking about it so loudly, I could hear you from the end of that hallway.”
“Right…” the knight grimaced, uncomfortable about getting called out in front of his comrade, who elbowed him mockingly in the ribs.
“Anyway,” Crow placed a hand on Penelope’s waist to guide her toward the door as if she was his woman. He hoped he had been correct in assuming she had told the knights that they had left the inn early to get some privacy. “We’re in a hurry, so if that’s all you have to say, then we’ll be going now.”
“So, neither of you saw anything?” the first knight asked.
“Not even the tail of a cloak,” Crow shook his head. “Sorry, boys, but I only had eyes for this beauty.” He pulled Penelope close to himself and winked at her flirtatiously.
“Alright, you’re free to go then,” the knight reluctantly admitted defeat. “Have a safe trip.”
“Thanks,” Crow waved at them and kept walking towards the door, holding it open for Penelope to step through first.
Once all three of them had left the inn, Hartley turned on Crow with a glower, “That wasn’t fair. If one of us is going to pretend to be with Penelope, it should be me!”
“If she was with you, then why would she have snuck out with me?” Crow shook his head. “The lie has to be believable, kid.”
“Fine, but next time I get to be her lover,” Hartley muttered.
“Whatever you say.” Crow laughed and turned to Penelope. “So, where do we go from here, captain?”
I was at dinner. I’ll reply when I get home :)
Yes, but I love them xD
Also, you can do whatever you want with the knights. I can roll with whatever you decide should happen
Also, you can do whatever you want with the knights. I can roll with whatever you decide should happen
As they made their way back to the inn, Crow was thankful to have a second set of eyes watching out for knights. Penelope was the first to spot the patrol by the lodge, tapping him subtly to indicate their presence. He nodded and slowed his walk, keeping his head up and eyes fixed straight ahead as if he was just an average peasant with nothing to hide. He stood back as Penelope started to reach for the handle, but before she could open it, the door flung open on its own accord.
“There you guys are!” a very awake Hartley stormed out to confront them. “Where have you been? Why didn’t you wake me up?"
“Calm down,” Crow replied nonchalantly, putting on a show for the knights who were now looking in their direction. “We woke up early and went for a walk, that’s all. Get back inside, kid. We need to pack up and head out to the next town.” He herded Hartley back through the door, casting the patrol a discreet glance. The group of knights were now talking amongst themselves. He needed to hide the money before they wised up and came to question him and Penelope.
Once they were back in their room, Crow turned to Hartley and gave the boy a sharp smack to the back of his head.
“Ow,” Hartley yelped, whirling on him with a glare. “What was that for?”
“That was for almost getting me caught, dumbass,” Crow opened the satchel, revealing the glittering pile of coins.
“Where did you get all those?” Hartley’s eyes stretched as wide as disks at the sight of the money.
“This was just a little practice run,” Crow smirked. He closed the satchel and stepped over to his pack of supplies, hiding the bag of coins beneath the gear inside of the larger pack. “Come on,” he said, heaving the bag over his shoulder once more. “We need to get out of here before those knights come looking for us.”
“Do they know you stole that?” Hartley asked, scrambling to get his own things in order.
“No, and I’d like to keep it that way,” Crow said, glancing back at the door. He could have sworn he heard voices talking outside. “Hurry up. We don’t have much time.”
“There you guys are!” a very awake Hartley stormed out to confront them. “Where have you been? Why didn’t you wake me up?"
“Calm down,” Crow replied nonchalantly, putting on a show for the knights who were now looking in their direction. “We woke up early and went for a walk, that’s all. Get back inside, kid. We need to pack up and head out to the next town.” He herded Hartley back through the door, casting the patrol a discreet glance. The group of knights were now talking amongst themselves. He needed to hide the money before they wised up and came to question him and Penelope.
Once they were back in their room, Crow turned to Hartley and gave the boy a sharp smack to the back of his head.
“Ow,” Hartley yelped, whirling on him with a glare. “What was that for?”
“That was for almost getting me caught, dumbass,” Crow opened the satchel, revealing the glittering pile of coins.
“Where did you get all those?” Hartley’s eyes stretched as wide as disks at the sight of the money.
“This was just a little practice run,” Crow smirked. He closed the satchel and stepped over to his pack of supplies, hiding the bag of coins beneath the gear inside of the larger pack. “Come on,” he said, heaving the bag over his shoulder once more. “We need to get out of here before those knights come looking for us.”
“Do they know you stole that?” Hartley asked, scrambling to get his own things in order.
“No, and I’d like to keep it that way,” Crow said, glancing back at the door. He could have sworn he heard voices talking outside. “Hurry up. We don’t have much time.”
Penelope is in denial, but Crow is still clueless xD
The moment when Penelope’s eyes met his felt like an eternity to Crow. So many thoughts rushed through his mind that he couldn’t keep them all straight. Was she mad at him? Had she figured out his feelings towards her? Why wasn’t she moving? Why was just staring at him like that? He felt like he was in a trance. He wanted to avert his gaze—to look anywhere else—but he was transfixed on her startled green eyes.
Penelope was the one to break the spell. She pulled away from him, freeing his arm so he could sit up. He nodded wordlessly at her apology, unsure of what to say. Part of him wanted to take the blame for what had happened, since it was technically his fault, but he didn’t know how to do so without revealing what he had done last night. He didn’t want to tell her that he had put his arm around her while she had been unconscious. If she wasn’t already feeling creeped out after waking up beside him, that information would definitely do it.
“Oh gods, we need to head back to the inn,” Penelope’s urgent voice startled him. “If Hartley’s awake, he’s probably freaking out.”
“Oh, no,” Crow paled and clambered to his feet as another thought came to him. “Hartley isn’t the only one we need to worry about.” He picked up the satchel from the ground and slung it over his shoulder, then turned back to Penelope. “We need to get back quickly, so I can hide this before the owner wakes up and realizes it’s gone.” They had slept for too long in the open. As soon as the peasant noticed his money was missing, the next step would be to alert the local knights, and that would make their trip back much more difficult.
“Let’s go,” the thief said, putting the awkwardness of the night behind him as the adrenaline set in. He took off at a brisk walk back towards the inn, fast enough to cover ground quickly without drawing attention to himself or causing the coins in his bag to make noise. He just prayed that the victim of his stealing wasn’t an early riser.
Penelope was the one to break the spell. She pulled away from him, freeing his arm so he could sit up. He nodded wordlessly at her apology, unsure of what to say. Part of him wanted to take the blame for what had happened, since it was technically his fault, but he didn’t know how to do so without revealing what he had done last night. He didn’t want to tell her that he had put his arm around her while she had been unconscious. If she wasn’t already feeling creeped out after waking up beside him, that information would definitely do it.
“Oh gods, we need to head back to the inn,” Penelope’s urgent voice startled him. “If Hartley’s awake, he’s probably freaking out.”
“Oh, no,” Crow paled and clambered to his feet as another thought came to him. “Hartley isn’t the only one we need to worry about.” He picked up the satchel from the ground and slung it over his shoulder, then turned back to Penelope. “We need to get back quickly, so I can hide this before the owner wakes up and realizes it’s gone.” They had slept for too long in the open. As soon as the peasant noticed his money was missing, the next step would be to alert the local knights, and that would make their trip back much more difficult.
“Let’s go,” the thief said, putting the awkwardness of the night behind him as the adrenaline set in. He took off at a brisk walk back towards the inn, fast enough to cover ground quickly without drawing attention to himself or causing the coins in his bag to make noise. He just prayed that the victim of his stealing wasn’t an early riser.
Sweet x3 I can't wait
Also, Crow may have let Penelope sleep against him... all night
Also, Crow may have let Penelope sleep against him... all night
Crow knew Penelope was tired, but he didn’t realize she was so tired that the sound of the stream was lulling her to sleep. He tensed as he felt her lay her head on his shoulder, her arm brushing softly against his as she used it to prop herself up. She was so close, her hair tickled his jaw. He swallowed anxiously. He simultaneously wanted to stay still so she could keep resting and pull away from her so she wouldn’t hear his heart pounding in his chest.
“I-it’s fine,” he stammered when she apologized to him. He sucked in his breath, unprepared for the fullness of her weight to fall into him as she suddenly fell asleep beside him. Bracing himself to support her, he looked down at the sleeping knight. Her lithe body fit comfortably against his own, almost like it was meant to be there. He smiled and leaned his head against hers, enjoying their closeness while it lasted.
With the darkness, the gentle breeze, and the hypnotic cascade of the water, Crow found himself growing weary as well. He closed his eyes, slipping his arm around Penelope’s waist to hold her closer against his side. There would be no harm if he let himself drift off for a quick nap, right? Besides, Penelope had been exhausted, so it would give her more time to sleep before they went back to the inn. Feeling content with the decision, his breathing slowed as he slipped into unconsciousness.
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The first thing Crow was aware of was a pressure on his chest. He blinked his eyes open to find that he was staring up at the hazy morning sky. I’m outside? His eyes drifted down to see what the weight on his body was, and his heart skipped a beat. The previous night came back to him in a rush when he saw that he was holding Penelope in his arms. She was curled up against him, still asleep.
She’s going to kill me for this, the thief groaned inwardly. He shifted slightly, trying to free his arm that was trapped beneath the knight’s body without waking her. Unfortunately, the task was easier said than done. He froze when he saw that his motion was rousing her from her sleep. Oh, gods. Don’t wake up, he silently begged, his eyes wide as he waited to see if she was awake.
“I-it’s fine,” he stammered when she apologized to him. He sucked in his breath, unprepared for the fullness of her weight to fall into him as she suddenly fell asleep beside him. Bracing himself to support her, he looked down at the sleeping knight. Her lithe body fit comfortably against his own, almost like it was meant to be there. He smiled and leaned his head against hers, enjoying their closeness while it lasted.
With the darkness, the gentle breeze, and the hypnotic cascade of the water, Crow found himself growing weary as well. He closed his eyes, slipping his arm around Penelope’s waist to hold her closer against his side. There would be no harm if he let himself drift off for a quick nap, right? Besides, Penelope had been exhausted, so it would give her more time to sleep before they went back to the inn. Feeling content with the decision, his breathing slowed as he slipped into unconsciousness.
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The first thing Crow was aware of was a pressure on his chest. He blinked his eyes open to find that he was staring up at the hazy morning sky. I’m outside? His eyes drifted down to see what the weight on his body was, and his heart skipped a beat. The previous night came back to him in a rush when he saw that he was holding Penelope in his arms. She was curled up against him, still asleep.
She’s going to kill me for this, the thief groaned inwardly. He shifted slightly, trying to free his arm that was trapped beneath the knight’s body without waking her. Unfortunately, the task was easier said than done. He froze when he saw that his motion was rousing her from her sleep. Oh, gods. Don’t wake up, he silently begged, his eyes wide as he waited to see if she was awake.
Awesome~ I'm excited xD
Okay! I was thinking he would assume she died too. He would be beyond excited to see her again, very much alive
That would be kind of funny, haha.
We could do that, or I also had the idea that Penelope's father arranged the marriage for her after she almost got killed by the mercenaries (maybe it's his way of trying to protect her), and the noble/knight is someone she doesn't like at first (like she gets a wrong first impression that he's arrogant or shallow), but slowly grows on her by the time she runs into Crow again.
I'm good either way though ^^
Okay! I was thinking he would assume she died too. He would be beyond excited to see her again, very much alive
That would be kind of funny, haha.
We could do that, or I also had the idea that Penelope's father arranged the marriage for her after she almost got killed by the mercenaries (maybe it's his way of trying to protect her), and the noble/knight is someone she doesn't like at first (like she gets a wrong first impression that he's arrogant or shallow), but slowly grows on her by the time she runs into Crow again.
I'm good either way though ^^
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