Summary - Rovin is a thief. Born and raised one by her father who happens
to be the best friend to the king of thieves. Noah is the annoying son of
the king who happens to be destroying Rovin's life. Things get worse when
the two are told to work together for a day, causing Daniel to come into
Rovin's life. Is it true love? or is there someone else?
A/N - I own most of the characters in this story but nothing more. I'm having a major writers block on "Sons of Thime Point Forest" so sorry! I'm not sure when I'm going to be able to put the next chapter up for that. Whenever I think of something to happen next. Anyway because I'm having writers block for that I thought i'd put this story up that I've been working on for a while. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Sixteen-year-old Rovin dodged through the streets of Corus, pushing people out of her way. Behind, three guards ran. Having just stolen their purses after seducing them, they were quite mad. Although when someone is half drunk in the middle of the day they deserve to have their purses stolen. People jumped off the streets to let the guards by giving them room to catch up to the thief. Rovin, having grown up on the streets of the city had a far better advantage then the three. She leapt onto of a cart that was parked in front of a building and grabbed onto the roof. She swung her body onto the roof with the guards right behind her. It took them longer to get up and by the time they had, Rovin was already four roofs away.
"No Dreave" on of the soldiers said reaching out and grabbing Dreave's shirt, as he started to take off after the girl. "We'll never catch her. Let's get back to the palace"
Rovin stopped running of the sixth roof and looked back. Seeing that they had surrendered she gave a small wave before bowing. She laughed and watched as one by one they got down from the roof and headed back towards the palace. Giving a deep sigh Rovin placed her hands on her hips and waited while she caught her breath. She turned around and blinked at the setting sun as she wiped sweat off her forehead with the sleeve of her blouse.
When she was sure the soldiers were long gone, Rovin walked to the edge and looked down. Below her was a merchant packing up his cart for the night. With a breath of good luck Rovin took two steps back before running forward and jumping off the roof. She landed with a thud beside the surprised merchant. Rovin straightened up from where she landed and brushed herself off.
Turning from the merchant and his goods she walked along the street towards home. When she reached home she opened the door and stepped inside being welcomed by the voices of very drunk men. Rovin walked through the bar/inn of the Dancing Dove looking for her father. When she reached her father who was sitting with his best friend, the king of thieves, she was again greeted with many cheers.
"Well look who it is boys!" one of her father's friends called. "If it isn't Dodger, who has humbly graced us with her presence!" Laughter and yells followed as the men teased her with the nickname they gave her when she was small.
"If I didn't know any better Brick" Rovin replied walking past the man with a smile, "I could have sworn this was your purse!" she held it up so everyone could see. The table erupted with more laughter as she hugged Brick and returned his purse she had swiped.
"What no hug for me?" her father asked holding out his arms. Rovin bent down and hugged her father who was still sitting in his usual spot at the left hand of the king of thieves Heith. When she let go she tossed two of the three purses to Heith. He leaned forward and grabbed both the purses, as he opened one he gave a low whistle looking inside. The purse held at least fifty gold nobles. Heith tied the purse again before congratulating Rovin and tossing one of the purses to her father, who looked inside himself before carefully hiding it. Heith ran a hand through his dark hair as Rovin sat beside her father and ordered dinner. She begand eating and was almost finished when more shouts and yells as well as laughter erupted as someone entered the Dancing Dove.
Rovin stopped eating and turned in her chair to see Heith's son Noah pick up one of the young serving girls and twirl her around. He kissed her before setting her down and continuing his way to his father. Rovin rolled her eyes and turned back to her meal intent on enjoying it. Noah noisily came to their table giving Rovin a hug as he passed. She slugged him, getting him to let her go. If there was one person in all of Tortall that Rovin hated it had to be Noah. He was a typical seventeen year old with tan skin and muscle to spare. He loved telling young girls about how he was mostly muscle, and he wasn't lying. Noah looked nothing like his father other than they both had dark hair and their eyes were a weird sea-greenish color.
"What's the matter Rovin" Noah asked after letting her go. He walked around the table saying hello to the father's "you don't like getting a hug from me?"
"Never did like hugging things that smell like horse crap" Roving replies ripping off a bit on bread and eating it.
"Really! Because you looked pretty cozy with that soldier this afternoon," he said leaning on the table. Rovin was about to say something back when Heith interrupted.
"Rovin was just doing her job as I asked her to" he said telling Noah
"'Asked' being the key word!"
"Shut up Noah!" Rovin said getting annoyed
"So now seducing men is part of your job!" Noah said
"No, sleeping with idiots is what you do Noah!" Rovin replied
"Rovin brought in over a hundred and fifty gold nobles today. What have you brought Noah?" Heith asked again interrupting their fight.
"Only a hundred and fifty!" Noah asked Rovin like it was the lowest sum he had ever heard.
"Like you could do better!" Rovin replied sitting back in her chair and crossing her arms over her chest. Noah reached into his pockets and brought out three large purses. He tossed the three to his father who caught them and placed them on the table in from of everyone. All the noise at the table stopped as more thieves gathered round to see. They all knew of how Rovin and Noah fought over everything. Not a day goes by without the usual arguing at every meal.
Heith opened the first purse and slowly poured the contents onto the table. The coins came rushing out fast. They clicked on the table and soon there was a large pile of gold. Rovin's face grew angry. No thief could have gotten that many coins in one day, and there were two more bags of the same size. There had to be at least a hundred sitting on the table.
"Impressive" Heith said giving the other two bags to two of his loyal thieves so they might divide the money equally with the others. Noah looked at Rovin with a smirk on his face.
"So Rovin. How many did you say you stole today?" he smirked
"At least I got mine honestly." Rovin replied
"Honestly my ass!" Noah said laughing
"Tell me again who you got these off of?" Rovin said staring at him.
"Three men coming into the city a few hours ago" Noah replied
"Aint this a record?" someone called
"Must be!"
"I don't mind at all!"
"Keep 'em coming!"
The room burst into laughter and things went back to normal. The thieves drifted back to their tables. Rovin wiped her mouth with her napkin as one of the serving girls cleared her dish. Noah eyed the girl as she left.
"You disgusting" Rovin muttered pushing her chair back and standing up.
"What dear Rovin, going to bed so soon?" Noah called
"Yeah Noah I am! You see if I don't get some sleep I may end up as ugly as you!" Rovin replied smiling as men and women around her laughed. Heith laughed as well and even though Noah was smiling they both knew she won this round. Rovin lazily walked past Noah slapping him over his head. Laughing she walked up the stairs to her room. Shutting the door behind her, Rovin started taking out her daggers. When she had finished placing them all on the table she took off her shoes, taking out the two small daggers she had hidden there. Rovin undid her golden-brown hair which hung in a loose braid down her back. She took off her torn shirt and tunic before slipping on a long nightshirt. Sliding into her bed she fell into a deep sleep listening to the laughter of her fellow thieves downstairs.
A/N - I own most of the characters in this story but nothing more. I'm having a major writers block on "Sons of Thime Point Forest" so sorry! I'm not sure when I'm going to be able to put the next chapter up for that. Whenever I think of something to happen next. Anyway because I'm having writers block for that I thought i'd put this story up that I've been working on for a while. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Sixteen-year-old Rovin dodged through the streets of Corus, pushing people out of her way. Behind, three guards ran. Having just stolen their purses after seducing them, they were quite mad. Although when someone is half drunk in the middle of the day they deserve to have their purses stolen. People jumped off the streets to let the guards by giving them room to catch up to the thief. Rovin, having grown up on the streets of the city had a far better advantage then the three. She leapt onto of a cart that was parked in front of a building and grabbed onto the roof. She swung her body onto the roof with the guards right behind her. It took them longer to get up and by the time they had, Rovin was already four roofs away.
"No Dreave" on of the soldiers said reaching out and grabbing Dreave's shirt, as he started to take off after the girl. "We'll never catch her. Let's get back to the palace"
Rovin stopped running of the sixth roof and looked back. Seeing that they had surrendered she gave a small wave before bowing. She laughed and watched as one by one they got down from the roof and headed back towards the palace. Giving a deep sigh Rovin placed her hands on her hips and waited while she caught her breath. She turned around and blinked at the setting sun as she wiped sweat off her forehead with the sleeve of her blouse.
When she was sure the soldiers were long gone, Rovin walked to the edge and looked down. Below her was a merchant packing up his cart for the night. With a breath of good luck Rovin took two steps back before running forward and jumping off the roof. She landed with a thud beside the surprised merchant. Rovin straightened up from where she landed and brushed herself off.
Turning from the merchant and his goods she walked along the street towards home. When she reached home she opened the door and stepped inside being welcomed by the voices of very drunk men. Rovin walked through the bar/inn of the Dancing Dove looking for her father. When she reached her father who was sitting with his best friend, the king of thieves, she was again greeted with many cheers.
"Well look who it is boys!" one of her father's friends called. "If it isn't Dodger, who has humbly graced us with her presence!" Laughter and yells followed as the men teased her with the nickname they gave her when she was small.
"If I didn't know any better Brick" Rovin replied walking past the man with a smile, "I could have sworn this was your purse!" she held it up so everyone could see. The table erupted with more laughter as she hugged Brick and returned his purse she had swiped.
"What no hug for me?" her father asked holding out his arms. Rovin bent down and hugged her father who was still sitting in his usual spot at the left hand of the king of thieves Heith. When she let go she tossed two of the three purses to Heith. He leaned forward and grabbed both the purses, as he opened one he gave a low whistle looking inside. The purse held at least fifty gold nobles. Heith tied the purse again before congratulating Rovin and tossing one of the purses to her father, who looked inside himself before carefully hiding it. Heith ran a hand through his dark hair as Rovin sat beside her father and ordered dinner. She begand eating and was almost finished when more shouts and yells as well as laughter erupted as someone entered the Dancing Dove.
Rovin stopped eating and turned in her chair to see Heith's son Noah pick up one of the young serving girls and twirl her around. He kissed her before setting her down and continuing his way to his father. Rovin rolled her eyes and turned back to her meal intent on enjoying it. Noah noisily came to their table giving Rovin a hug as he passed. She slugged him, getting him to let her go. If there was one person in all of Tortall that Rovin hated it had to be Noah. He was a typical seventeen year old with tan skin and muscle to spare. He loved telling young girls about how he was mostly muscle, and he wasn't lying. Noah looked nothing like his father other than they both had dark hair and their eyes were a weird sea-greenish color.
"What's the matter Rovin" Noah asked after letting her go. He walked around the table saying hello to the father's "you don't like getting a hug from me?"
"Never did like hugging things that smell like horse crap" Roving replies ripping off a bit on bread and eating it.
"Really! Because you looked pretty cozy with that soldier this afternoon," he said leaning on the table. Rovin was about to say something back when Heith interrupted.
"Rovin was just doing her job as I asked her to" he said telling Noah
"'Asked' being the key word!"
"Shut up Noah!" Rovin said getting annoyed
"So now seducing men is part of your job!" Noah said
"No, sleeping with idiots is what you do Noah!" Rovin replied
"Rovin brought in over a hundred and fifty gold nobles today. What have you brought Noah?" Heith asked again interrupting their fight.
"Only a hundred and fifty!" Noah asked Rovin like it was the lowest sum he had ever heard.
"Like you could do better!" Rovin replied sitting back in her chair and crossing her arms over her chest. Noah reached into his pockets and brought out three large purses. He tossed the three to his father who caught them and placed them on the table in from of everyone. All the noise at the table stopped as more thieves gathered round to see. They all knew of how Rovin and Noah fought over everything. Not a day goes by without the usual arguing at every meal.
Heith opened the first purse and slowly poured the contents onto the table. The coins came rushing out fast. They clicked on the table and soon there was a large pile of gold. Rovin's face grew angry. No thief could have gotten that many coins in one day, and there were two more bags of the same size. There had to be at least a hundred sitting on the table.
"Impressive" Heith said giving the other two bags to two of his loyal thieves so they might divide the money equally with the others. Noah looked at Rovin with a smirk on his face.
"So Rovin. How many did you say you stole today?" he smirked
"At least I got mine honestly." Rovin replied
"Honestly my ass!" Noah said laughing
"Tell me again who you got these off of?" Rovin said staring at him.
"Three men coming into the city a few hours ago" Noah replied
"Aint this a record?" someone called
"Must be!"
"I don't mind at all!"
"Keep 'em coming!"
The room burst into laughter and things went back to normal. The thieves drifted back to their tables. Rovin wiped her mouth with her napkin as one of the serving girls cleared her dish. Noah eyed the girl as she left.
"You disgusting" Rovin muttered pushing her chair back and standing up.
"What dear Rovin, going to bed so soon?" Noah called
"Yeah Noah I am! You see if I don't get some sleep I may end up as ugly as you!" Rovin replied smiling as men and women around her laughed. Heith laughed as well and even though Noah was smiling they both knew she won this round. Rovin lazily walked past Noah slapping him over his head. Laughing she walked up the stairs to her room. Shutting the door behind her, Rovin started taking out her daggers. When she had finished placing them all on the table she took off her shoes, taking out the two small daggers she had hidden there. Rovin undid her golden-brown hair which hung in a loose braid down her back. She took off her torn shirt and tunic before slipping on a long nightshirt. Sliding into her bed she fell into a deep sleep listening to the laughter of her fellow thieves downstairs.