Crow didn’t like how intent Gavin was on staying with them. He took another step backwards, tempted to just forget about his meeting with Penelope this time and head back to his camp. However, he couldn’t do that. For one thing, he was just as curious as she was about who had so viciously attacked the nobles’ camp. He cared little about the knights who had been killed and the supplies that had been taken, but if the mysterious thieves came back, Penelope could end up hurt or dead. He couldn’t stand to think of it.
For another thing, he couldn’t simply turn around and walk back to the tunnels because Gavin could easily follow him there. He trusted Penelope to keep their camp a secret from the knights, but he knew almost nothing about this man. If Gavin was more loyal to his superiors than he was to Penelope, then he could easily give away the thieves’ location to the barons, and they would have to defend themselves much sooner than anticipated. He couldn’t be the one to instigate that.
So, trapped in the clearing by the knight’s stubbornness, Crow listened tensely as the two went on to argue about the situation. He narrowed his eyes as Gavin said a second raid happening on the same night was ‘too convenient.’ As unlikely as it seemed, the thief knew that had to be what had happened. None of his companions could have pulled off something this ruthless. They had only stayed long enough to take what they needed, and then they had all gone out to the tavern in Myrefall to drink afterwards. There hadn’t been time for anything else in between. Besides that, the four of them weren’t even capable of carrying so many supplies out of the knights’ camp without taking many trips. It had to have been done by a much larger group.
He turned towards Penelope as she repeated the same thought that he’d had about the Younisians. The enemy knights simply didn’t have the skills to pull off such an elaborate raid. It had to be someone with more skill—
Suddenly, Crow’s eyes widened as the pieces began to fall into place in his mind. Skilled thieves, large numbers, murderous intent… But it couldn’t have been them, could it? He swallowed nervously as the possibility made itself more realistic. It had been over a year since he had last seen them, and they hadn’t even been close to the outer villages, but it wasn’t impossible that they had traveled out here. He felt a shiver run down his spine. He hoped to gods it wasn’t them, but who else could have pulled off something this merciless?
“If it was another enemy, then why does he look like he knows something?” Gavin’s voice snapped Crow back to attention. He looked up to see the knight glaring at him accusatively.
The thief shifted his weight hesitantly. It was true that he believed he knew who had raided the knights’ camp, but he was reluctant to tell them. His eyes wandered to Penelope’s face. He didn’t like the fact that Gavin was nosing around, but even more so than that, he didn’t want to get her involved in something that might get her killed. If he told her who had taken their supplies and murdered her comrades, there was no question that she would want to go after them. He couldn’t let her do that. These people were too dangerous.
“I say just forget the whole thing,” Crow muttered after a long moment of silence. “It’s unfortunate that so many of your comrades had to die, but whoever raided your camp after we did already got what they wanted. They’re probably long gone to sell it all off by now. Just send in another request to the king for more supplies and move on.”
For another thing, he couldn’t simply turn around and walk back to the tunnels because Gavin could easily follow him there. He trusted Penelope to keep their camp a secret from the knights, but he knew almost nothing about this man. If Gavin was more loyal to his superiors than he was to Penelope, then he could easily give away the thieves’ location to the barons, and they would have to defend themselves much sooner than anticipated. He couldn’t be the one to instigate that.
So, trapped in the clearing by the knight’s stubbornness, Crow listened tensely as the two went on to argue about the situation. He narrowed his eyes as Gavin said a second raid happening on the same night was ‘too convenient.’ As unlikely as it seemed, the thief knew that had to be what had happened. None of his companions could have pulled off something this ruthless. They had only stayed long enough to take what they needed, and then they had all gone out to the tavern in Myrefall to drink afterwards. There hadn’t been time for anything else in between. Besides that, the four of them weren’t even capable of carrying so many supplies out of the knights’ camp without taking many trips. It had to have been done by a much larger group.
He turned towards Penelope as she repeated the same thought that he’d had about the Younisians. The enemy knights simply didn’t have the skills to pull off such an elaborate raid. It had to be someone with more skill—
Suddenly, Crow’s eyes widened as the pieces began to fall into place in his mind. Skilled thieves, large numbers, murderous intent… But it couldn’t have been them, could it? He swallowed nervously as the possibility made itself more realistic. It had been over a year since he had last seen them, and they hadn’t even been close to the outer villages, but it wasn’t impossible that they had traveled out here. He felt a shiver run down his spine. He hoped to gods it wasn’t them, but who else could have pulled off something this merciless?
“If it was another enemy, then why does he look like he knows something?” Gavin’s voice snapped Crow back to attention. He looked up to see the knight glaring at him accusatively.
The thief shifted his weight hesitantly. It was true that he believed he knew who had raided the knights’ camp, but he was reluctant to tell them. His eyes wandered to Penelope’s face. He didn’t like the fact that Gavin was nosing around, but even more so than that, he didn’t want to get her involved in something that might get her killed. If he told her who had taken their supplies and murdered her comrades, there was no question that she would want to go after them. He couldn’t let her do that. These people were too dangerous.
“I say just forget the whole thing,” Crow muttered after a long moment of silence. “It’s unfortunate that so many of your comrades had to die, but whoever raided your camp after we did already got what they wanted. They’re probably long gone to sell it all off by now. Just send in another request to the king for more supplies and move on.”