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Crow leaned back on his hands again and nodded thoughtfully when John said there would be three guards in the wing that night. Though he wouldn’t admit it out loud, the information was concerning to him. He could distract one guard easily enough. Two sometimes posed a problem. But three? That was going to take some creative thinking to overcome. Even if he managed to get one or two of them to chase a false tail to another part of the castle, the knights could choose to let one man stay to keep watch over the corridor. It wouldn’t be easy to coax all of them to abandon their posts.
His eyes flicked between John and Penelope as they discussed the reason why there were so many guards that night. Apparently, the noblemen in the palace were more paranoid than he’d thought. He nearly scoffed as the older knight explained that the other people in the wing were afraid of losing their valuables after their neighbors had been stolen from. No thief—not even himself—was brazen enough to waltz back onto the scene of their last crime just one day after he committed it. It was far safer to hit a different target or even wait a few days for everyone to lower their guards again before conducting a second heist.
Crow was drawn from his thoughts when he felt Penelope rest her hand on top of his. He turned to meet her gaze, casting her a fond smile as she expressed concern for his safety. At her offer to help, he mulled over his plan again, wondering if there was a way for him to take her up on the suggestion. A little more than two years ago, he would have denied her right away, but after she had aided him at the Younisian castle, he knew he could rely on her to get a job done. Plus, he had grown more used to accepting others’ help since he had been living with the other thieves. Perhaps there was a way he could use her skills now.
Suddenly, he blinked as an idea came to him and then laughed out loud. The plan was absurd, but the more he thought about it, the more it seemed like the perfect solution to getting rid of all three guards. He only hoped they would be just unobservant enough for him to pull it off—or at least confused enough not to question anything.
“Actually, there is a way you could help,” he said with a grin. “I’ll need you to come back to my room with me though.”
His eyes flicked between John and Penelope as they discussed the reason why there were so many guards that night. Apparently, the noblemen in the palace were more paranoid than he’d thought. He nearly scoffed as the older knight explained that the other people in the wing were afraid of losing their valuables after their neighbors had been stolen from. No thief—not even himself—was brazen enough to waltz back onto the scene of their last crime just one day after he committed it. It was far safer to hit a different target or even wait a few days for everyone to lower their guards again before conducting a second heist.
Crow was drawn from his thoughts when he felt Penelope rest her hand on top of his. He turned to meet her gaze, casting her a fond smile as she expressed concern for his safety. At her offer to help, he mulled over his plan again, wondering if there was a way for him to take her up on the suggestion. A little more than two years ago, he would have denied her right away, but after she had aided him at the Younisian castle, he knew he could rely on her to get a job done. Plus, he had grown more used to accepting others’ help since he had been living with the other thieves. Perhaps there was a way he could use her skills now.
Suddenly, he blinked as an idea came to him and then laughed out loud. The plan was absurd, but the more he thought about it, the more it seemed like the perfect solution to getting rid of all three guards. He only hoped they would be just unobservant enough for him to pull it off—or at least confused enough not to question anything.
“Actually, there is a way you could help,” he said with a grin. “I’ll need you to come back to my room with me though.”
That'll be fun xD
Crow is getting sick of everyone reminding him of his failure ^^;
Crow is getting sick of everyone reminding him of his failure ^^;
Crow leaned back on the palm of his free hand as John confirmed that he could tell him everything he needed to know. He was glad to hear that the knight had gotten so much information. Knowing where the rooms were as well as which jewelry belonged to which nobleman, it was going to be much easier for him to put everything back where it came from. All that was left was to return it all without getting caught by a night guard—a simple enough task for the former thief.
As John went on to explain that all the noblemen had rooms in the same wing, the viceroy nodded thoughtfully. It may have been a convenient move for Fischbach to take jewelry from his neighbors, but it made the job of putting them all back convenient as well. He listened carefully as the knight described who owned each piece of jewelry, studying them all individually in his hand to better memorize the information as it was recited to him. Fortunately, because there weren’t very many items, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to remember whom they belonged to.
He paid just as close attention to John’s description of where the other two rooms were. It was a bit disappointing to find out that all three noblemen were located on the left side of the wing—the side without exterior-facing windows—but he knew he could manage. He would just have to be a bit more careful when he made his way to their corridor during the night.
“I can,” Crow smiled confidently when John questioned if he still thought he could handle the task.
The older knight grunted in response. “You may be living here now, but the guards aren’t going to let you just walk about freely in the middle of the night. I’d like to know what sort of plan you have to get past them, Lockton.”
“You don’t trust me?”
“You’ve been caught here before.”
“Once,” Crow groaned irritably. “Once, once, once. Gods, how long are you people going to hold that over my head? I’ve only been caught one time. I know what I’m doing, and I’m not going to let it happen again.”
“So, what is your plan?” John asked again
The viceroy rolled his eyes, tempted not to answer the question out of petty spite. However, in the end, his good sense won out, and he relented. “It’s easy to get past guards when there are none,” he said vaguely as he put the jewelry back inside his tunic pocket. The knight may have convinced him to talk, but that didn’t mean he was going to explain everything without making him wait a little.
“There are guards throughout this entire castle,” John snorted.
“Not everywhere,” Crow smirked. “There is one place they never watch.”
There was a brief pause before John seemed to realize the viceroy was waiting for him to respond. “And where would that be?” he asked dryly.
Crow’s smirk widened to a grin, and he leaned back to tap the wall behind him. “The archers only watch the courtyard,” he finally explained. “The battlements they perch on jut over the wall, which creates a blind spot beneath them. Since these men are all in the wing just below mine, I can climb down from my window and enter through whatever bed chamber is underneath. None of the guards will be able to see me.”
He leaned forward again to rest his forearms on his knees. “All I have to do after that is distract the guards posted in their wing—if there are any—long enough to put everything back and climb back out the way I came in. It’ll be easy.”
As John went on to explain that all the noblemen had rooms in the same wing, the viceroy nodded thoughtfully. It may have been a convenient move for Fischbach to take jewelry from his neighbors, but it made the job of putting them all back convenient as well. He listened carefully as the knight described who owned each piece of jewelry, studying them all individually in his hand to better memorize the information as it was recited to him. Fortunately, because there weren’t very many items, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to remember whom they belonged to.
He paid just as close attention to John’s description of where the other two rooms were. It was a bit disappointing to find out that all three noblemen were located on the left side of the wing—the side without exterior-facing windows—but he knew he could manage. He would just have to be a bit more careful when he made his way to their corridor during the night.
“I can,” Crow smiled confidently when John questioned if he still thought he could handle the task.
The older knight grunted in response. “You may be living here now, but the guards aren’t going to let you just walk about freely in the middle of the night. I’d like to know what sort of plan you have to get past them, Lockton.”
“You don’t trust me?”
“You’ve been caught here before.”
“Once,” Crow groaned irritably. “Once, once, once. Gods, how long are you people going to hold that over my head? I’ve only been caught one time. I know what I’m doing, and I’m not going to let it happen again.”
“So, what is your plan?” John asked again
The viceroy rolled his eyes, tempted not to answer the question out of petty spite. However, in the end, his good sense won out, and he relented. “It’s easy to get past guards when there are none,” he said vaguely as he put the jewelry back inside his tunic pocket. The knight may have convinced him to talk, but that didn’t mean he was going to explain everything without making him wait a little.
“There are guards throughout this entire castle,” John snorted.
“Not everywhere,” Crow smirked. “There is one place they never watch.”
There was a brief pause before John seemed to realize the viceroy was waiting for him to respond. “And where would that be?” he asked dryly.
Crow’s smirk widened to a grin, and he leaned back to tap the wall behind him. “The archers only watch the courtyard,” he finally explained. “The battlements they perch on jut over the wall, which creates a blind spot beneath them. Since these men are all in the wing just below mine, I can climb down from my window and enter through whatever bed chamber is underneath. None of the guards will be able to see me.”
He leaned forward again to rest his forearms on his knees. “All I have to do after that is distract the guards posted in their wing—if there are any—long enough to put everything back and climb back out the way I came in. It’ll be easy.”
That would be interesting if he did. I could see it being super uncomfortable for Crow and Penelope xD
I imagine the noblewoman to be really forward about her intentions
I imagine the noblewoman to be really forward about her intentions
Crow nodded when Penelope said her father was probably already in his room. That solved at least one of his dilemmas. He just hoped the older knight would be able to tell him where each of the noblemen’s bed chambers were, so he could find them later in the night. Worst case scenario, he planned to put everything in Adam’s room, so the baron would be forced to find his own way to put it all back where it belonged without being accused of stealing the jewelry, himself.
As the knight went on to describe in detail where Fischbach’s room was located, Crow turned to look ahead, carefully mapping the route in his mind. Even though he was new to living in the castle, he had been here enough times in the past to know how most of the lower-ranking nobles’ bed chambers were laid out. He had stolen from them quite a few times, after all. Tonight’s reverse raid would be no different than anything he had accomplished before.
By the end of Penelope’s description, Crow realized that Adam’s room wasn’t very far from his own. It seemed to be located in the same wing, just one floor below. He smirked to himself. That was going to make his job a lot easier. He only hoped the other two noblemen were nearby as well.
“I’ve got it,” the viceroy tapped his temple with one finger and casted her a wry grin. “Memorizing stuff like this is what I did for a living. I won’t forget it.”
He followed her lead as she directed him to her father’s room, keeping his head up and his eyes forward to pointedly ignore the guards who were watching him as he passed. Fortunately, even though they seemed wary of him, none of them questioned why he was in this part of the castle. The knights probably just assumed he was allowed to be there because he was being escorted by a one of their own. They made it to the chamber with no trouble.
When they stepped inside, Crow saw John sitting at a desk in the corner of the room, writing in what looked like a journal. The older knight looked up to see who had entered his chamber and then nodded his head in recognition, “Good. I was hoping you’d stop by.”
“Penelope said you might know where the noblemen’s rooms are,” Crow said a bit absently as he eyed the older man. Having only ever seen John in his armor, he wasn’t used to seeing the knight dress down. He nearly looked like a different person in just his trousers and undershirt—not nearly as intimidating as he usually was with a sword at his belt. The stark change caught the viceroy off guard.
John seemed to notice his staring but said nothing about it as he turned in his chair and gestured to the bed. “I do,” he confirmed. “You can sit over there.”
Crow glanced at Penelope before going along with her father’s suggestion and sitting on the edge of the mattress. “I need to know where the rooms are, but I was also hoping you could tell me something else.” He casted a wary look at the closed door, as if he could tell someone was listening on the other side with just a glance, before reaching into his tunic and pulling out the jewelry he’d been hiding in the inside pocket.
“I need to know which items belong to which person,” he finished in a lowered voice.
As the knight went on to describe in detail where Fischbach’s room was located, Crow turned to look ahead, carefully mapping the route in his mind. Even though he was new to living in the castle, he had been here enough times in the past to know how most of the lower-ranking nobles’ bed chambers were laid out. He had stolen from them quite a few times, after all. Tonight’s reverse raid would be no different than anything he had accomplished before.
By the end of Penelope’s description, Crow realized that Adam’s room wasn’t very far from his own. It seemed to be located in the same wing, just one floor below. He smirked to himself. That was going to make his job a lot easier. He only hoped the other two noblemen were nearby as well.
“I’ve got it,” the viceroy tapped his temple with one finger and casted her a wry grin. “Memorizing stuff like this is what I did for a living. I won’t forget it.”
He followed her lead as she directed him to her father’s room, keeping his head up and his eyes forward to pointedly ignore the guards who were watching him as he passed. Fortunately, even though they seemed wary of him, none of them questioned why he was in this part of the castle. The knights probably just assumed he was allowed to be there because he was being escorted by a one of their own. They made it to the chamber with no trouble.
When they stepped inside, Crow saw John sitting at a desk in the corner of the room, writing in what looked like a journal. The older knight looked up to see who had entered his chamber and then nodded his head in recognition, “Good. I was hoping you’d stop by.”
“Penelope said you might know where the noblemen’s rooms are,” Crow said a bit absently as he eyed the older man. Having only ever seen John in his armor, he wasn’t used to seeing the knight dress down. He nearly looked like a different person in just his trousers and undershirt—not nearly as intimidating as he usually was with a sword at his belt. The stark change caught the viceroy off guard.
John seemed to notice his staring but said nothing about it as he turned in his chair and gestured to the bed. “I do,” he confirmed. “You can sit over there.”
Crow glanced at Penelope before going along with her father’s suggestion and sitting on the edge of the mattress. “I need to know where the rooms are, but I was also hoping you could tell me something else.” He casted a wary look at the closed door, as if he could tell someone was listening on the other side with just a glance, before reaching into his tunic and pulling out the jewelry he’d been hiding in the inside pocket.
“I need to know which items belong to which person,” he finished in a lowered voice.
He's getting better with self control xD
Crow's still feeling confident that he can return everything
Crow's still feeling confident that he can return everything
When Penelope said she was sure everything would be fine, Crow just shrugged in response. He wasn’t as convinced that Cedric just wanted to be friends with her. If the nobleman had tried to get something out of her before, he was probably trying to do it again, even if they couldn’t see the reason why. He planned to stay on alert and watch the other man more carefully the next time they crossed paths, just in case his suspicion was correct.
As Penelope spoke to him again in a quiet voice, he turned to her with a smirk. “Well that’s good, because I intend to watch out for you whether you want me to or not,” he nudged her teasingly before moving to put some space between them again. Even if she’d asked him not to, he knew he couldn’t help himself. As long as he saw Cedric as a potential threat, he was going to try and stay a step ahead of the nobleman in order to keep her safe.
Crow glanced down at Penelope again when she shifted closer to him. “Right, I’ve been meaning to ask you about that,” he murmured back to her, his eyes flitting alertly over the corridor they were walking through as the sensitive subject was brought up. Being new to the castle, he still didn’t know where anyone lived aside from his father. He didn’t even know where either of the Vermillions were staying. It was rather impossible for him to return anything to anyone until he learned where to go.
“Tell me everything you know that could help,” he smiled at her slyly. “And if you could get me in touch with your father before nightfall, that would be great too.”
As Penelope spoke to him again in a quiet voice, he turned to her with a smirk. “Well that’s good, because I intend to watch out for you whether you want me to or not,” he nudged her teasingly before moving to put some space between them again. Even if she’d asked him not to, he knew he couldn’t help himself. As long as he saw Cedric as a potential threat, he was going to try and stay a step ahead of the nobleman in order to keep her safe.
Crow glanced down at Penelope again when she shifted closer to him. “Right, I’ve been meaning to ask you about that,” he murmured back to her, his eyes flitting alertly over the corridor they were walking through as the sensitive subject was brought up. Being new to the castle, he still didn’t know where anyone lived aside from his father. He didn’t even know where either of the Vermillions were staying. It was rather impossible for him to return anything to anyone until he learned where to go.
“Tell me everything you know that could help,” he smiled at her slyly. “And if you could get me in touch with your father before nightfall, that would be great too.”
He was actually pretty calm about it
He probably won't be when he sees Cedric again xD
He probably won't be when he sees Cedric again xD
Crow frowned when Penelope hesitated instead of answering him right away. Her reluctance made him suspicious that the “history” his sister had been talking about including her too. He studied her face, wondering what she knew about Cedric that she didn’t want to tell him about. However, he didn’t have to wait long before she explained.
As she told him that the nobleman had courted her long ago, the viceroy blinked in surprise. He vaguely recalled William mentioning something about a suitor in her life when they had been in Younis, but he had forgotten about it until now. She never talked to him about her past with any other men, so the detail had slipped his mind. Then again, he was private about his own romantic history, so he supposed he shouldn’t have expected her to tell him about hers without prompting.
He knitted his brow, about to question why the courtship hadn’t lasted long, but didn’t need to open his mouth as Penelope went on to explain how Cedric had been trying to use her for her family’s wealth and power. The new information made him feel a stab of annoyance. He didn’t like knowing that some other man had tried to take advantage of her like that, even if it was long in the past. He cared about her too much to just brush over that.
At the same time, he began to wonder a little more seriously about why Cedric was lingering around her so much. He thought about how eager the nobleman had been to join them all for supper. It seemed like his initial flinch had been right: Cedric hadn’t been trying to get closer to him and Naida; he had been excited by the chance to get closer to Penelope. Just the thought of it made him bristle.
Again, the knight didn’t give him the chance to speak before she went on to explain why she was giving the other man a second chance. When she finally finished, Crow remained quiet for a moment to take in everything she’d just told him. He still didn’t like the idea of her spending time with yet another ex-suitor—especially one who had hurt her before—but she was right that Cedric couldn’t get close to her as long as she was with him. Plus, a few years had passed since the two had courted. It wasn’t the same as the fresh break that had happened between her and Gavin.
He let out his breath in a sigh. “I’d be lying if I said I was comfortable with this,” he admitted, meeting her gaze with a halfhearted smile. “But I trust you. And besides, now that I know more about this guy, I can keep an eye on him too.” His expression softened slightly, and he went on in a quiet voice, “I know you can take care of yourself, but I can’t help it. I want to make sure he doesn’t find a way to hurt you again.”
As she told him that the nobleman had courted her long ago, the viceroy blinked in surprise. He vaguely recalled William mentioning something about a suitor in her life when they had been in Younis, but he had forgotten about it until now. She never talked to him about her past with any other men, so the detail had slipped his mind. Then again, he was private about his own romantic history, so he supposed he shouldn’t have expected her to tell him about hers without prompting.
He knitted his brow, about to question why the courtship hadn’t lasted long, but didn’t need to open his mouth as Penelope went on to explain how Cedric had been trying to use her for her family’s wealth and power. The new information made him feel a stab of annoyance. He didn’t like knowing that some other man had tried to take advantage of her like that, even if it was long in the past. He cared about her too much to just brush over that.
At the same time, he began to wonder a little more seriously about why Cedric was lingering around her so much. He thought about how eager the nobleman had been to join them all for supper. It seemed like his initial flinch had been right: Cedric hadn’t been trying to get closer to him and Naida; he had been excited by the chance to get closer to Penelope. Just the thought of it made him bristle.
Again, the knight didn’t give him the chance to speak before she went on to explain why she was giving the other man a second chance. When she finally finished, Crow remained quiet for a moment to take in everything she’d just told him. He still didn’t like the idea of her spending time with yet another ex-suitor—especially one who had hurt her before—but she was right that Cedric couldn’t get close to her as long as she was with him. Plus, a few years had passed since the two had courted. It wasn’t the same as the fresh break that had happened between her and Gavin.
He let out his breath in a sigh. “I’d be lying if I said I was comfortable with this,” he admitted, meeting her gaze with a halfhearted smile. “But I trust you. And besides, now that I know more about this guy, I can keep an eye on him too.” His expression softened slightly, and he went on in a quiet voice, “I know you can take care of yourself, but I can’t help it. I want to make sure he doesn’t find a way to hurt you again.”
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