Makes sense, haha. If the next war didn't happen, she probably wouldn't
Oh geez, it's gonna be crazy xD
I can't wait
Oh geez, it's gonna be crazy xD
I can't wait
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Crow glanced over at Hartley as the Younisian boy cut into the conversation. He stepped back from Penelope, letting his arms fall from around her so that she could converse with the young thief while he ambled back over to his companions’ sides. As he approached, he noticed that Rikki avoided his gaze, and he guessed she had been made uncomfortable seeing him kiss the knight a moment before. Alistair, on the other hand, had a broad grin on his face.
Once Crow was standing at his side, the other thief leaned over and nudged him in the side, “You’d better not forget to invite us to the wedding.”
Crow casted him a sideways glance, “Where did that come from?”
“Well, you’re not going to be a peasant anymore, so I’m assuming that means you’re not going to be waiting any longer to marry her, right?” Alistair explained, tipping his head towards Penelope. “I just want to make sure your closest friends are there when you two finally tie the knot.”
“It might not be as soon as you think though,” Crow shifted his weight slightly. “I may be taking a noble title, but there are still other obstacles left for us to get past before we can be married.” He fell quiet for a moment as he thought again about how the knight’s baroness might not allow her to return to the inner kingdom with him. Not wanting to linger on the worrisome thought, he turned back to Alistair with an amused smirk. “Besides, even if we did get married soon, how do you plan to get into a wedding in the inner kingdom?”
“Easy,” Alistair’s grin turned foxlike. “You may have built up a reputation there, but Rikki and I never have. They don’t know our faces, so all we need to do is steal some nobles’ clothes, and we’ll blend right in.”
Crow snorted at the image of his friends pretending to be nobles. “I think that as long as you avoid talking to anyone, you’ll be alright,” he snickered. “Just don’t open your big mouth or the real nobles will see through you in an instant.”
“Hey, I can pass as a nobleman,” Alistair rolled his eyes. “It’s simple. All you have to do is start some petty rumor about someone who doesn’t exist, and they’ll eat it right up. Watch.” He leaned over to Rikki and spoke in a low voice, “Did you hear that Sir Gand and Lady Harcourt are having an affair?”
Rikki casted him a surprised look, eagerly playing along with the game, “Oh my gods, no.” She spoke in an exaggeratedly arrogant voice. “Do their spouses know about this?”
“Not yet, but they will,” Alistair went on with a barely suppressed smile. He dropped his voice even lower as he added, “I heard Lady Harcourt is going to bear their love child.”
“I absolutely must tell every other person I know about this!” Rikki gasped before taking a few steps as she pretended to hurry off.
Alistair turned back to Crow with a garish bow, “And now there’s no more line for the food.” He gestured at an imaginary table.
“Fine, you’ve convinced me,” Crow laughed, finding their antics entertaining. “Whenever we do get married, I’ll make sure you both know about it.”
“Thank you,” Alistair shot him a pleased smile.
In the next moment, they all turned back to Penelope as she said a short goodbye to Alistair and Rikki. Crow met her lips in a brief parting kiss and smiled at her fondly, “See you tonight, love.” He watched as she left, waiting until she passed out of his sight before letting out his breath in a soft sigh. It wouldn’t be much longer until they found out if she would be coming back with him or staying on the warfront. He just hoped Mia would be reasonable enough to let her go.
Once Crow was standing at his side, the other thief leaned over and nudged him in the side, “You’d better not forget to invite us to the wedding.”
Crow casted him a sideways glance, “Where did that come from?”
“Well, you’re not going to be a peasant anymore, so I’m assuming that means you’re not going to be waiting any longer to marry her, right?” Alistair explained, tipping his head towards Penelope. “I just want to make sure your closest friends are there when you two finally tie the knot.”
“It might not be as soon as you think though,” Crow shifted his weight slightly. “I may be taking a noble title, but there are still other obstacles left for us to get past before we can be married.” He fell quiet for a moment as he thought again about how the knight’s baroness might not allow her to return to the inner kingdom with him. Not wanting to linger on the worrisome thought, he turned back to Alistair with an amused smirk. “Besides, even if we did get married soon, how do you plan to get into a wedding in the inner kingdom?”
“Easy,” Alistair’s grin turned foxlike. “You may have built up a reputation there, but Rikki and I never have. They don’t know our faces, so all we need to do is steal some nobles’ clothes, and we’ll blend right in.”
Crow snorted at the image of his friends pretending to be nobles. “I think that as long as you avoid talking to anyone, you’ll be alright,” he snickered. “Just don’t open your big mouth or the real nobles will see through you in an instant.”
“Hey, I can pass as a nobleman,” Alistair rolled his eyes. “It’s simple. All you have to do is start some petty rumor about someone who doesn’t exist, and they’ll eat it right up. Watch.” He leaned over to Rikki and spoke in a low voice, “Did you hear that Sir Gand and Lady Harcourt are having an affair?”
Rikki casted him a surprised look, eagerly playing along with the game, “Oh my gods, no.” She spoke in an exaggeratedly arrogant voice. “Do their spouses know about this?”
“Not yet, but they will,” Alistair went on with a barely suppressed smile. He dropped his voice even lower as he added, “I heard Lady Harcourt is going to bear their love child.”
“I absolutely must tell every other person I know about this!” Rikki gasped before taking a few steps as she pretended to hurry off.
Alistair turned back to Crow with a garish bow, “And now there’s no more line for the food.” He gestured at an imaginary table.
“Fine, you’ve convinced me,” Crow laughed, finding their antics entertaining. “Whenever we do get married, I’ll make sure you both know about it.”
“Thank you,” Alistair shot him a pleased smile.
In the next moment, they all turned back to Penelope as she said a short goodbye to Alistair and Rikki. Crow met her lips in a brief parting kiss and smiled at her fondly, “See you tonight, love.” He watched as she left, waiting until she passed out of his sight before letting out his breath in a soft sigh. It wouldn’t be much longer until they found out if she would be coming back with him or staying on the warfront. He just hoped Mia would be reasonable enough to let her go.
Her distraction helped though cx
Crow didn't realize that his muscles atrophied a bit since he hadn't been using them for so long xD
Crow didn't realize that his muscles atrophied a bit since he hadn't been using them for so long xD
Crow took a slow breath as he felt Penelope trail her hand over his back. Her gentle touch was soothing to him, and it continued to remind him that leaving his companions behind would be worth it in the end. As long as he had her, he would be happy. Besides, it wasn’t like he had to completely let go of the other thieves… Right? His eyes wandered over them all individually, and he frowned. Hartley was married, so he would probably be returning to Younis to be with Kip soon; Hazel was about to have her first child; Alistair was still pining after Olivia; and things between him and Rikki would likely never be the same now that he was leaving to be with Penelope. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that it was entirely possible that they would never be all together like this again.
Crow blinked as Penelope’s voice suddenly drew him from his thoughts. He glanced down at her and nodded, managing a small smile when she kissed him on the cheek. At her question, he opened his mouth to tell her that there was no reason for her to stay when she could use the extra time to talk to her baroness, but Alistair spoke up first.
“Of course you should stay!” the wily thief grinned and then turned to his leader with a competitive look. “It’ll be more fun if I beat you in front of your lover.”
His feisty words made Crow’s smile broaden. In that moment he realized he was being foolish by mourning the loss of his companions while he was still with them. He had plenty of time to be sad about it later, so for now, he decided to enjoy the time he had left in the hideout.
“Are you sure about that?” he taunted. “You’re just going to be embarrassed when I win.”
“You wish,” Alistair rose to his feet and glanced at Penelope again. “Stick around just a little longer. I promise this won’t take long.”
“Ooh, I get to be the officiator!” Rikki chirped excitedly, standing up as well. She paused to look around for a moment before pointing at another part of the cave where the ground was flat and even. “Both of you, go lay down across from each other over there.”
Crow complied, getting up from his spot by the hearth and casting Penelope a subtle shrug before following Alistair over to the place Rikki had indicated. He laid down on his stomach facing his friend and propped himself up on his forearms, shifting slightly in an attempt to get more comfortable. It wasn’t as ideal as using a table, but since they had no furniture in their hideout, he supposed this was the next best thing. He rolled back his right sleeve as the other thief set up across from him. Once they were both ready, they clasped each other’s right hands and waited for Rikki to give the word to begin.
“Okay,” the female thief beamed eagerly, crouching down nearby so that she could make sure neither of them cheated. “When I say ‘three,’ that’s when you start.” She waited for them to nod in understanding before clasping her hands together in clear entertainment. “One… two… three!”
Immediately, the two men launched into their match. Crow’s arm trembled slightly as he fought to overpower Alistair. He was a bit surprised to find that they were fairly evenly matched. Neither one was able to gain the upper hand over the other.
“I’ve gotta say,” Alistair said breathily as he continued to push against Crow’s hand. “You’re stronger than I thought… But that doesn’t mean you’re going to win!”
“Touché,” Crow grinned.
For a few minutes, neither of them budged, but eventually, Crow felt his muscles beginning to tire. He narrowed his eyes in focus, but he could feel Alistair beginning to force his arm towards the ground. In one more burst of defiant effort, he managed to push back against his friend’s hand, but it didn’t last long before he felt his energy dissipate and his weary muscles give way. He cursed as Alistair wrestled his arm to the ground.
“Told you I’d win,” the wily thief laughed, shaking out his arm.
“Yeah, yeah,” Crow rolled his eyes and sat up to roll his shoulders. Lying on the hard, stone floor of the cavern had made him quite sore. “To be fair though, I was bedridden for three weeks and haven’t exercised my arms in over a month.”
“Sounds like an excuse to me,” Alistair prodded him teasingly.
“Next time I come back, we can have a rematch, and we’ll see who wins,” Crow challenged.
“You’re on,” Alistair agreed without hesitation. “I’ll beat you every time, especially if you’re going off to become a soft-palmed nobleman.”
“I may be becoming a noble, but nobody said I was going to get soft,” Crow smirked. “Just you wait. It won’t be long now before you have to say you lost at arm wrestling to a nobleman.”
“Never gonna happen,” Alistair scoffed.
“We’ll see about that,” Crow winked and then turned to Penelope. Now in a better mood than before, he gathered her into his arms and pressed an affectionate kiss to her lips. “You should probably get going, huh?” he smiled at her when he pulled back, brushing a loose strand of hair out of her face. “I think we’ve kept you here long enough.”
Crow blinked as Penelope’s voice suddenly drew him from his thoughts. He glanced down at her and nodded, managing a small smile when she kissed him on the cheek. At her question, he opened his mouth to tell her that there was no reason for her to stay when she could use the extra time to talk to her baroness, but Alistair spoke up first.
“Of course you should stay!” the wily thief grinned and then turned to his leader with a competitive look. “It’ll be more fun if I beat you in front of your lover.”
His feisty words made Crow’s smile broaden. In that moment he realized he was being foolish by mourning the loss of his companions while he was still with them. He had plenty of time to be sad about it later, so for now, he decided to enjoy the time he had left in the hideout.
“Are you sure about that?” he taunted. “You’re just going to be embarrassed when I win.”
“You wish,” Alistair rose to his feet and glanced at Penelope again. “Stick around just a little longer. I promise this won’t take long.”
“Ooh, I get to be the officiator!” Rikki chirped excitedly, standing up as well. She paused to look around for a moment before pointing at another part of the cave where the ground was flat and even. “Both of you, go lay down across from each other over there.”
Crow complied, getting up from his spot by the hearth and casting Penelope a subtle shrug before following Alistair over to the place Rikki had indicated. He laid down on his stomach facing his friend and propped himself up on his forearms, shifting slightly in an attempt to get more comfortable. It wasn’t as ideal as using a table, but since they had no furniture in their hideout, he supposed this was the next best thing. He rolled back his right sleeve as the other thief set up across from him. Once they were both ready, they clasped each other’s right hands and waited for Rikki to give the word to begin.
“Okay,” the female thief beamed eagerly, crouching down nearby so that she could make sure neither of them cheated. “When I say ‘three,’ that’s when you start.” She waited for them to nod in understanding before clasping her hands together in clear entertainment. “One… two… three!”
Immediately, the two men launched into their match. Crow’s arm trembled slightly as he fought to overpower Alistair. He was a bit surprised to find that they were fairly evenly matched. Neither one was able to gain the upper hand over the other.
“I’ve gotta say,” Alistair said breathily as he continued to push against Crow’s hand. “You’re stronger than I thought… But that doesn’t mean you’re going to win!”
“Touché,” Crow grinned.
For a few minutes, neither of them budged, but eventually, Crow felt his muscles beginning to tire. He narrowed his eyes in focus, but he could feel Alistair beginning to force his arm towards the ground. In one more burst of defiant effort, he managed to push back against his friend’s hand, but it didn’t last long before he felt his energy dissipate and his weary muscles give way. He cursed as Alistair wrestled his arm to the ground.
“Told you I’d win,” the wily thief laughed, shaking out his arm.
“Yeah, yeah,” Crow rolled his eyes and sat up to roll his shoulders. Lying on the hard, stone floor of the cavern had made him quite sore. “To be fair though, I was bedridden for three weeks and haven’t exercised my arms in over a month.”
“Sounds like an excuse to me,” Alistair prodded him teasingly.
“Next time I come back, we can have a rematch, and we’ll see who wins,” Crow challenged.
“You’re on,” Alistair agreed without hesitation. “I’ll beat you every time, especially if you’re going off to become a soft-palmed nobleman.”
“I may be becoming a noble, but nobody said I was going to get soft,” Crow smirked. “Just you wait. It won’t be long now before you have to say you lost at arm wrestling to a nobleman.”
“Never gonna happen,” Alistair scoffed.
“We’ll see about that,” Crow winked and then turned to Penelope. Now in a better mood than before, he gathered her into his arms and pressed an affectionate kiss to her lips. “You should probably get going, huh?” he smiled at her when he pulled back, brushing a loose strand of hair out of her face. “I think we’ve kept you here long enough.”
It's his greatest weakness xD
Crow's starting to feel a little more outcast xc
Crow's starting to feel a little more outcast xc
“He’d better not try it,” Crow snorted, taking Penelope’s hand to stand up. Once he was on his feet, he walked with her to the main cavern, where the others had already gathered by the hearth to enjoy their breakfast together. It looked like he and the knight were the last ones to get up. However, that wasn’t surprising to him since he was still getting over the last of his injury and they had both been traveling for the last week to and from the inner kingdom.
When they reached the group, the thief headed straight for the plate Hazel had prepared for him, eager to fill his stomach with the freshly cooked eggs and dark bread. He said a quick ‘thank you’ to the herbalist for saving them the food and then sat down between Penelope and Alistair, who grinned at him challengingly as soon as he had settled on the ground.
“Ready to lose?” Alistair nudged him with his elbow.
“Calm down, I haven’t even had a bite of food yet,” Crow rolled his eyes sarcastically as he began to dig into his plate of breakfast.
“Well, after you’re done eating, I was thinking we could have a match in the clearing—”
“No way,” Crow interrupted with a shake of his head. “Are you kidding? I’m not fighting you. We’ve already established that you’re the best fighter amongst us, and I’d rather not embarrass myself today.”
“What do you suggest then?” Alistair frowned.
“You could arm wrestle,” Rikki pitched with an entertained grin. She popped a mouthful of egg into her mouth and swallowed before going on, “That way neither one of you scumbags can use any dirty tricks.”
“I like it,” Alistair turned back to Crow with an expectant look. “What about you?”
“Me too,” he agreed with a smirk at his friend. He was just about to make another snide comment to the other thief when a hurried motion caught his eye. Glancing up, he watched with a confused frown as Hazel suddenly made a run for the entrance of the cavern. She seemed to be in a hurry to leave, but he couldn’t think of a reason why. “Is she alright?” he asked concernedly, turning back to the others, who seemed surprisingly calm about the herbalist’s unexpected actions.
“She’ll be fine,” Hartley waved a hand from off to the side.
“Her morning sickness has been hitting pretty hard these past few days,” Rikki sighed.
“Morning… what?” Crow blinked, feeling stunned as the realization began to strike him slowly.
“Oh right, we never told you, huh?” Hartley grinned. “Hazel’s pregnant.”
“She’s pregnant?” Crow’s eyes widened. “How?”
“Come on, Crow, you don’t really need us to explain that to you, do you?” Rikki snickered.
Crow flushed. “That’s not what I meant. I was trying to ask: Who’s the father? I mean, Simon’s been gone for almost two months now…” He felt silent as the pieces fell into place in his mind. “Oh my gods.”
“There it is,” Alistair clapped him on the shoulder.
“Hazel was so happy when she found out,” Rikki’s smile softened as her gaze wandered to the opening in the cave, where the herbalist had disappeared earlier. “Simon may be gone, but now she’ll have a piece of him forever.”
“This is huge,” Crow shook his head, running one hand through his hair. “How could you all just forget to mention to me yesterday that Hazel is pregnant?”
“In case you forgot, you were sort of the biggest news last night,” Alistair shrugged. “It just never came up.”
“Still,” Crow muttered, shoving another large bite of food into his mouth and setting his now empty plate off to the side. “You could have at least said something about it.”
“What did you want us to say?” Rikki chuckled. “‘Hey Crow, glad you’re back. By the way, Hazel’s pregnant now. What’s new with you?’”
“Maybe not exactly like that, but yeah,” Crow rolled his eyes and leaned lightly into Penelope’s side.
“Alright, the next time someone here finds themself with child, we’ll be sure to let you know first,” Rikki chuckled at him amusedly.
“Please do,” Crow returned her mocking look with a sarcastic one of his own. While he didn’t necessarily care if he heard about any big news first, he still wanted to keep up with their lives at least a bit. It felt strange to find out something as important as this weeks after everyone else knew about it. His heart sank as he realized this was just the beginning. Once he moved to the inner kingdom, he would no longer be able to stay as close to them as he once was. At the very most, he could visit whenever his father sent him on assignments that would bring him back to the outer villages and perhaps communicate by letter with Hazel once he learned how to read and write. Aside from that, they would have to drift apart.
The thought left him with a bitter taste in his mouth, and he lapsed into silence, leaning his head against Penelope’s and staring absently at the entrance of the cave as the others continued to chat amongst themselves.
When they reached the group, the thief headed straight for the plate Hazel had prepared for him, eager to fill his stomach with the freshly cooked eggs and dark bread. He said a quick ‘thank you’ to the herbalist for saving them the food and then sat down between Penelope and Alistair, who grinned at him challengingly as soon as he had settled on the ground.
“Ready to lose?” Alistair nudged him with his elbow.
“Calm down, I haven’t even had a bite of food yet,” Crow rolled his eyes sarcastically as he began to dig into his plate of breakfast.
“Well, after you’re done eating, I was thinking we could have a match in the clearing—”
“No way,” Crow interrupted with a shake of his head. “Are you kidding? I’m not fighting you. We’ve already established that you’re the best fighter amongst us, and I’d rather not embarrass myself today.”
“What do you suggest then?” Alistair frowned.
“You could arm wrestle,” Rikki pitched with an entertained grin. She popped a mouthful of egg into her mouth and swallowed before going on, “That way neither one of you scumbags can use any dirty tricks.”
“I like it,” Alistair turned back to Crow with an expectant look. “What about you?”
“Me too,” he agreed with a smirk at his friend. He was just about to make another snide comment to the other thief when a hurried motion caught his eye. Glancing up, he watched with a confused frown as Hazel suddenly made a run for the entrance of the cavern. She seemed to be in a hurry to leave, but he couldn’t think of a reason why. “Is she alright?” he asked concernedly, turning back to the others, who seemed surprisingly calm about the herbalist’s unexpected actions.
“She’ll be fine,” Hartley waved a hand from off to the side.
“Her morning sickness has been hitting pretty hard these past few days,” Rikki sighed.
“Morning… what?” Crow blinked, feeling stunned as the realization began to strike him slowly.
“Oh right, we never told you, huh?” Hartley grinned. “Hazel’s pregnant.”
“She’s pregnant?” Crow’s eyes widened. “How?”
“Come on, Crow, you don’t really need us to explain that to you, do you?” Rikki snickered.
Crow flushed. “That’s not what I meant. I was trying to ask: Who’s the father? I mean, Simon’s been gone for almost two months now…” He felt silent as the pieces fell into place in his mind. “Oh my gods.”
“There it is,” Alistair clapped him on the shoulder.
“Hazel was so happy when she found out,” Rikki’s smile softened as her gaze wandered to the opening in the cave, where the herbalist had disappeared earlier. “Simon may be gone, but now she’ll have a piece of him forever.”
“This is huge,” Crow shook his head, running one hand through his hair. “How could you all just forget to mention to me yesterday that Hazel is pregnant?”
“In case you forgot, you were sort of the biggest news last night,” Alistair shrugged. “It just never came up.”
“Still,” Crow muttered, shoving another large bite of food into his mouth and setting his now empty plate off to the side. “You could have at least said something about it.”
“What did you want us to say?” Rikki chuckled. “‘Hey Crow, glad you’re back. By the way, Hazel’s pregnant now. What’s new with you?’”
“Maybe not exactly like that, but yeah,” Crow rolled his eyes and leaned lightly into Penelope’s side.
“Alright, the next time someone here finds themself with child, we’ll be sure to let you know first,” Rikki chuckled at him amusedly.
“Please do,” Crow returned her mocking look with a sarcastic one of his own. While he didn’t necessarily care if he heard about any big news first, he still wanted to keep up with their lives at least a bit. It felt strange to find out something as important as this weeks after everyone else knew about it. His heart sank as he realized this was just the beginning. Once he moved to the inner kingdom, he would no longer be able to stay as close to them as he once was. At the very most, he could visit whenever his father sent him on assignments that would bring him back to the outer villages and perhaps communicate by letter with Hazel once he learned how to read and write. Aside from that, they would have to drift apart.
The thought left him with a bitter taste in his mouth, and he lapsed into silence, leaning his head against Penelope’s and staring absently at the entrance of the cave as the others continued to chat amongst themselves.
Yep cx
Unless my friends go crazy with planning stuff for us to do, but I don't see that happening. Most of them move back in with their families in Phoenix and California over summer/winter break.
Unless my friends go crazy with planning stuff for us to do, but I don't see that happening. Most of them move back in with their families in Phoenix and California over summer/winter break.
Crow slept quite well that night, surrounded by his companions and the woman he loved. He felt secure in their presence—so much so that he let himself sleep more deeply than usual. Because of this, he didn’t wake up right away when the others began to stir. It took a kiss from Penelope and the murmur of her gentle voice on his ear to finally rouse him from his slumber.
He yawned broadly and buried his head against her neck, not wanting to move while he was still pressed so comfortable against her side. “Morning,” he mumbled, touching a weary kiss to her jaw and wrapping his arms around her more tightly. She was so warm. Maybe he could sleep for just a little longer…
“Breakfast is ready.”
Crow blinked and lifted his head tiredly to see that Rikki had appeared by the entrance of the cave. In the next moment, he slowly became aware of the smell of cooked food. His stomach let out an involuntary grumble, and he forced himself to sit up, enticed by the aroma. “When did you get eggs?” he asked, rubbing his eyes as he tried to clear away his lingering grogginess. As far as he could remember, they had only restocked on chicken, bread, and vegetables.
“Hartley and Hazel stopped went to the marketplace in Wheldrake last week,” Rikki answered with a proud grin. “I figured your visit was a good reason to cook them up.”
“Thanks,” Crow smiled back at her before turning to Penelope. “Looks like we’re being spoiled, huh? Usually, we just have rye bread every morning.”
He yawned broadly and buried his head against her neck, not wanting to move while he was still pressed so comfortable against her side. “Morning,” he mumbled, touching a weary kiss to her jaw and wrapping his arms around her more tightly. She was so warm. Maybe he could sleep for just a little longer…
“Breakfast is ready.”
Crow blinked and lifted his head tiredly to see that Rikki had appeared by the entrance of the cave. In the next moment, he slowly became aware of the smell of cooked food. His stomach let out an involuntary grumble, and he forced himself to sit up, enticed by the aroma. “When did you get eggs?” he asked, rubbing his eyes as he tried to clear away his lingering grogginess. As far as he could remember, they had only restocked on chicken, bread, and vegetables.
“Hartley and Hazel stopped went to the marketplace in Wheldrake last week,” Rikki answered with a proud grin. “I figured your visit was a good reason to cook them up.”
“Thanks,” Crow smiled back at her before turning to Penelope. “Looks like we’re being spoiled, huh? Usually, we just have rye bread every morning.”
For real xD
I've only got 5 more weeks left of school (not including finals) before summer, so I should hopefully have more time soon in general!
I've only got 5 more weeks left of school (not including finals) before summer, so I should hopefully have more time soon in general!
Crow laughed softly when Penelope prodded him in the side. “What? I don’t think I’m that heavy,” he teased, pressing a kiss to her cheek and pulling back from her so she could stand up.
“Actually, I can vouch for her,” Alistair shot him a mocking look. “Carrying your ass around while you were sick was exhausting.”
“That’s just because you’re so weak,” Crow casting his friend a wry smirk, standing up and stretching his arms as he got ready to go back to the sleeping area with Penelope.
“Hey, I’m the best fighter here, and you know it,” Alistair retorted with a snort.
“That doesn’t mean you’re the strongest,” Crow retorted cheekily. “I bet I could carry you if our roles were reversed.”
“That wouldn’t be a fair comparison. You’re taller than me,” Alistair stood up as well and crossed his arms.
“Not by much.”
“It still makes a difference.”
“Sounds like a cop out to me,” Crow said flippantly. “But that’s okay. I understand if you think I’d best you.”
“Those sound like fighting words,” Alistair grinned, cracking his knuckles eagerly.
“Do you two even know what time it is?” Rikki groaned suddenly and punched Alistair in the arm. “Crow and Penelope just traveled all the way from the inner kingdom. We should all get some sleep, and then you both can have your fight in the morning. Alright?”
“Fine,” Alistair sighed disappointedly, rubbing his arm where she’d hit him.
“I like that plan,” Crow agreed with another yawn. He reached for Penelope’s hand and walked after the others as they all made their way to the sleeping area. When they got there, he found that they’d set out an extra bedroll—it seemed Hartley had taken up his old one since he’d left—and gratefully laid down on it. He wrapped his arms around Penelope, holding her close to himself and settling down comfortably. Fleetingly, he realized this was likely the last night he would be spending in the company of the other thieves. It was a saddening thought, but he was too tired to dwell on it. After traveling for days, it didn’t take long before he began to drift off.
“Goodnight,” he murmured to Penelope as he slipped out of consciousness.
“Actually, I can vouch for her,” Alistair shot him a mocking look. “Carrying your ass around while you were sick was exhausting.”
“That’s just because you’re so weak,” Crow casting his friend a wry smirk, standing up and stretching his arms as he got ready to go back to the sleeping area with Penelope.
“Hey, I’m the best fighter here, and you know it,” Alistair retorted with a snort.
“That doesn’t mean you’re the strongest,” Crow retorted cheekily. “I bet I could carry you if our roles were reversed.”
“That wouldn’t be a fair comparison. You’re taller than me,” Alistair stood up as well and crossed his arms.
“Not by much.”
“It still makes a difference.”
“Sounds like a cop out to me,” Crow said flippantly. “But that’s okay. I understand if you think I’d best you.”
“Those sound like fighting words,” Alistair grinned, cracking his knuckles eagerly.
“Do you two even know what time it is?” Rikki groaned suddenly and punched Alistair in the arm. “Crow and Penelope just traveled all the way from the inner kingdom. We should all get some sleep, and then you both can have your fight in the morning. Alright?”
“Fine,” Alistair sighed disappointedly, rubbing his arm where she’d hit him.
“I like that plan,” Crow agreed with another yawn. He reached for Penelope’s hand and walked after the others as they all made their way to the sleeping area. When they got there, he found that they’d set out an extra bedroll—it seemed Hartley had taken up his old one since he’d left—and gratefully laid down on it. He wrapped his arms around Penelope, holding her close to himself and settling down comfortably. Fleetingly, he realized this was likely the last night he would be spending in the company of the other thieves. It was a saddening thought, but he was too tired to dwell on it. After traveling for days, it didn’t take long before he began to drift off.
“Goodnight,” he murmured to Penelope as he slipped out of consciousness.
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