Marybell listened quietly to Luven and began to think. "Glamour... And smugglers... The king will have hounds on our trail but there may be a way to get past that. Though you will have to support me." Marybell stood and walked over to Luven. "My magic IS drained from yesterday the cut on my arm had been to bleed me out thus making me weak but I will be fine... Mostly like I said your support will be needed. I can pack all your things by making them smaller we leave NOTHING behind... Our scent should be faint for the hounds but we hide it even more using a mixture of perfume its simple, gross, but effective... I can craft us a glamour to make us look like anything at my current state they would last only an hour... That should be ample time to get us to your friends and worse come to worse we use them at the gate..." Marybell stood and began pacing now. "I don't know of any places... But maybe... maybe theres some maps left from my home it was raining when they got me and maybe some things got spared..." Marybell nodded accepting her own plan.

Within moments and without Luven's permission Marybell was waving her arms enthusiastically making all of Luven's objects smaller and shoving them into a bag he owned. Within minutes the entire clock tower was empty save the witch, the thief, and the fox. Already Marybell felt drained and she stumbled clinging to Luven. "Alright... Now the glamour... The least suspicious thing I can think of is...An elderly couple they will expect us as people our age... hidden under robs but a pair of old biddies just weaving through the crowd no way they suspect it..." Pulling out two random trinkets from the bag Marybell used most of what remained to enchant them with glamours handing one to herself and one to him she completed her plan by doucing the pair in perfume. "We can wash it off once were in the clear but for now we have too smell like-" She paused looking at the perfume bottle. "Eau De Rouge... Perfume of red? Red is a color not a... Nevermind."

There was no hiding the surprise on Luven's face when she shrunk his things and even more surprise at hearing her say she would need his support. In the small amount of time she didn't seem one to like to ask for help but than again after what they'd already been through it seemed unavoidable to than to rely on one another. He was a little re-leaved to find his belongings coming along. Its not that he was greedy over them but there was sentimental value to them otherwise they'd long been gone. Sold to the black market or something. As he listened to her explanation he thought about where his "friends" might be that was the one thing he left out of his plan. There was never a pin pointed place they might be and he didnt want to tel her this seeing they needed hope more than anything right now.

"Well if were leaving we should go to the bazaar they should be there" he stated as she watched her use her magic and use the perfume. "Not what?" he asked more curious as to what she was going to say but knowing she may not answer. He sighed as he picked Aura up letting her take refuge in his cloak. She didnt seem to like the perfume but he knew it was best to cover their scent after all. "My "friends" as I said should be in the bazaar if we can get them we can have them escort us out of the kingdom. We just have to tell them the business to tell the guards on which were leaving and they will easily convince them though I imagine the security will be tight but we should be able to still leave while your glamour is in effect" he stated and smiled. A elderly couple heh he wasnt fond of being old just yet but it was just a ruse he supposed. He was curious about her home though what magic would be there that could help them? He wanted to ask but knew even a witch needed to keep a few of her secrets. "So shall we go?" he asked giving a bow as he picked up his bag and regained his posture. "Oh and for earlier your welcome about the dress it was given to me by a woman once... " he paused because it was at that moment he realized the woman who gave it to him had the same eyes as Marybell... but it couldn't of been. "A woman that use to live outside the walls she use to come to my parents bakery.. the witch hunts took her though along with my parents" he stated with a very careful tone as he mulled over the thought. Had their paths been set before even now he wondered. "Well shall we go?" he exclaimed and smiled trying to dispel his earlier word's and the mood they might of set. ((Hope you dont mind the twist you know me I love dem twists lol))

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Marybell blinked a certain shell shock coming over her at the idea that her mother... No... Blinking and looking away to go back to a neutral expression Marybell spoke. "Anyway... Let's go your said the market right?" Without much waiting Marybell was down the stairs and un-boarding the door of the clock tower. "Where exactly in the market or are we guessing here my friend?" Marybell knew the answer if they were smugglers they were guessing no questions asked but anything to get her mind off the idea of her mother being connected to Luven's parents fate was a good distraction... It was strange hearing about her mother from someone else though, it was like hearing about a dream you had but that was also shared, maybe it was because Marybell had never been in the walls of the kingdom, maybe it was because she'd never had a proper goodbye... It was just strange either way you looked at it and despite her curiosity and the slight morbidity of wearing something of her dead mothers Marybell just tried to let it go push it away until later.

Luevn followed her to the boarded up door as she opened it, he took a glance back as if saying farewell to a old friend. "The market is in the center of town we passed through it when-" he paused and smirked deciding to add some humor to set a more playful mood in the air. "While you were sleeping on the run" he teased meaning when the guards were chasing them the other night and she was out cold. "They should be there as I said most likely in a black tent they're... odd folk from outside the walls like you. Though mind you they're not witches or anything" he added while adding in his mind I think. To be honest they were gypsies but as Luven said they were odd folk. A lot of rumors shrouded around gypsies in general but Luevn found the ones he was going to in particular useful. They mostly smuggled in things like items from outside but every now and then they would do favors and they happen to owe Luven.


Luven after explaining where they were headed stepped out of the clock tower into the fresh open air. The sun stung his eyes for a moment before they adjusted. "This way" he stated before walking directly toward the center of town while also trying to keep a respectable speed for someone suppose to be elderly. The market would be bustling with trade so there would be guards but not enough. That's what made the bazaar such a easy place to deal secretly. There were just far to much commerce for the king to completely keep a full eye on. Not when you considered his prosecution of witches and such. His gypsy friends were lucky though because they were protected by the thieves guild. if Luven hadn't left he would be seeking their help. He had left on good terms and they were like family but still. He didn't want to go back and ask for help now he would be in their debt and... he didn't want to be in debt to another thief. There was never honor among thieves.

As Luevn walked through the crowded streets with Marybell he stopped only once buying them both a ring which he threw to her after placing his on his ring finger. It wasn't said but it was to help with her glamour. They looked the part but rings would seal the deal for anyone seeking more proof. After their stop he lead her carefully to the bazaar. It was as h said it would be bustling with trade. Many people from all over and clearly different cultures and lands. In a more crowded spot of the bazaar was the tent Luvven had spoke of and this made him happy. he had lucked out for he hadn't known for sure they would be there. "this way dear" he spoke clearly keeping up his part of his role as he lead her to the tent. Allegedly they were going in to ask for help to get out of the kingdom but should someone of asked they were but going to get their fortune told. Witchcraft was against the law yes but well... certain parties with the right friends could act out certain things and there was never any proof fortune telling was nothing but a hoax or not and it brought no harm as of yet and gold in the kingdoms pocket as well as the thieves guild for keeping them safe. So they wouldn't be in harm for going in to have a fortune told.

Luven knew she didn't trust him but at the same time he knew she was trying as well. But of course he knew with time she would perhaps learn to trust him. Once they were in the tent he noticed she looked to him for guidance but it was probably best they didn't take the charms off instead he let Aura slip from his cloak which had daggers at both their throats for a split second and at a certain distance. Because Aura would never be with anyone but Luven so there was two possibilities this was Luven and a acquaintance or someone who harmed him. "Calm down its me" Luven responded showing a charm which was given to him to tell his 'friends' it was him if he was ever in incognito. After the daggers were put away he placed one of the many wanted posters around town down suggesting what he needed in which case his friends nodded.

The tent was full of things like herbs and such and gems and a crystal ball for show or use he never asked. But after the arrangements were made they were lead outside to the back where a carriage sat with supplies being loaded up. Their story would be they were traders leaving the town. Luven was given the /proper/ paperwork. ((heres a lazy reply))

Marybell kept quiet all the while Luven talked with his 'friends'. She did not know or trust these people and she made that clear by the sharp glare she used on anyone who came close to her. They had reason to help Luven but she was liability and therefor Marybell kept a certain distance ready to use what was left of her magic for the day on the swine who dared even think of handing her over.

As the duo were led to the carriage Marybell shuffled closer to Luven. The carriage was loaded and soon they were on the move leaving behind the city as they were bounced about by the wheels hitting the uneven stone roads. Every-once and awhile Marybell saw a wanted poster the image they had drawn for the pair was amusing to Marybell with herself being portrayed in the classic witches garb... And did they give her a wand? Sneering in amusement she was happy to be rid of this place it practically reeked of corruption.

The carriage ride was shorter then expected something for which Marybell was secretly pleased she wanted out as soon as possible. As the carriage slowed and stopped Marybell heard guards talking and she felt for a moment nervous and scared but she kept her cool forcing herself to soften her face so that she'd look like a kindly old woman. Instead of one liable to stab you in the back.

Luven had known full well she had no reason to trust his friends or him really for that matter. But when everything worked out and they were soon on the road he was slightly re-leaved because he to was happy to be rid of the trouble behind them though in his heart he knew it was a somewhat in vain this feeling of rejoice. Even if they got past the gate he still found his soul drowning in despair over if there really was a escape or not. But death was but another journey no? However it was not one he was ready for. the carriage ride was short but it seemed to go on forever to Luven. His face was not that of some cold hearted man or some sly creature. When they arrived near the exit of the northern gates his face was that of someone in thought and surely no guard would fault him for that. It took a few moments before their caravan in particular arrived directly at the gate and where the guards stood. The conversation first went to if they had proper paperwork which Luven had gladly handed over and what a surprise they checked out okay which was something to thank the heavens for but after conversation carried to how they should be careful and they would need to wait as their caravan was checked... procedure of course.

The thief or should I say old man simply gave a warm smile and nodded as he took Marybell's hand giving it a gentle squeeze to let her know everything would be okay and to perhaps help with making her look like someone less likely to kill you. The search took couple minutes and everything checked out except for one guard getting fox bit cause the idiot decided to wake Aurora whim was not a happy camper when anything she claimed as her "den" was disturbed. Luven couldn't help but chuckle and grin. "I apologize she's normally sweet as a kitten you must of startled her" he remarked and soon after added. "She keeps mice out of the goods" he knew there was no law against it but it was odd too have a fox or some other animal if not a hunter or trapsman so he made the excuse quickly and was happy it passed. He was still grinning over at Mary though for he'd not warned the guards on purpose he wanted some entertainment for her some passive revenge cause if you looked closely the guard that was bit was the very one that had hit her the night before in the dungeon. After Aurora was tamed and put back in the carriage and the guard was bandaged and cooled off from being bit they were soon on their way out the gates. But it wasn't before a lot of harassment they were probably stopped a dozen more times before fully out of the vicinity of the castle gates but when they were he handed the reins to Mary. "You know the way to your home" he spoke softy with a smile as a blush came across his face realizing he was still holding her hand and quickly let go. "Sorry had to put up a show ya know?" he said though his blush clearly said it was more than that. But it mattered not I suppose. When they were safe in the forest the glamour came off but only when Mary deemed it safe enough. Luven was still curious though of her home or what was left.. he felt bad he only had to leave his... she had hardly one to go back to. Had there been no worry of meeting a swift end he might of consoled her for that but she trusted him not and he wanted to stay on good terms with her for now.

She was right to assume he didn't he didn't notice the magic she used for he hardly noticed at all but he was also back in his trance of deep thought. He truly wanted to be on better terms with her but he knew he was nothing more than some awkward male and a thief at that. But like it or not they were certainly bound to one another for a while. The situation seemed bittersweet. She didn't trust him but didn't seem to hate him either. When they arrived to her home he let his concern for her however slip "careful!" he said without a second thought when she used her magic to toss things aside. He knew she was impatient and time was not of the essence but he couldn't help but be concerned though his instinct was to instantly cover it with a joke or something like last time but he did not at least not this time. What was the point really? Perhaps she'd just overlook it...

While Marybell thanked the heavens over the door and her potions he was looking about the forest. The nature was truly beautiful and made him wonder why he ever stayed in the city... It was true that he liked his gold and things of the nature but he did like the earth as well perhaps not as much as most but he could at least cherish the beauty around him. His thoughts however were cut short when she asked him to open the door. "Would be a pleasure" he responded kindly and walked over to the door getting it open for her. It took a couple seconds or so but not long. He was a thief after all so opening doors was something he was good at.

He couldn't help but notice her staring at one of the vials she held however. She didn't seem very fond of it but she was staring at it with thought. He wasn't sure what it was but he could imagine. It wasn't that he wanted to be greedy rich the thief just was attracted to beautiful and shiny things. A lot like a cat his curiosity would get him killed one day it already had him on the run. He would give it all up though his life of 'gaudiness' had he ever had someone to give it up for. Till now a lot like the witch he'd been alone with no one to worry for but himself. So couldn't blame her for avoiding getting to close though for her she seemed to want to be as far from anyone as possible and he could not blame her really as for why... seeing what she'd been through but for him... He realized how much he loathed being alone his blushing his care and need to still be by her side it all pointed it out to him that he wasn't prepared to be alone again. "Door's open" he muttered in case he'd forgot to tell her and stepped aside. "Ladies first" he stated with a smile before adding. "You don't have to like me but a little trust wouldn't hurt... You did save my life at the castle to turn on you now would be... unloyal" he didnt brace himself though in fact he did the opposite and allowed his body to relax to take anything she wished to throw at him for his abrupt statement but he wanted to show her he was trying to make a effort to at the very least be her friend.

Marybell looked up at Luven and sighed. He was persistent she'd give him THAT. Handing him the bottle of liquid crystal she sighed. "This is for you." Before she stepped down the cellar door not really minding if he followed or stayed. Immediately she began picking things off the shelf, jam would be useful she guessed, and look her frog spirits were down here! Near the back Marybell saw her scrolls and she rushed over they were old and valuable too valuable to keep out in the house where they could have been burned. Gathering them quickly Marybell found the old map. After looking over the cellar a final time and concluding nothing of worth was really left she headed back up and shrunk down the things she took before putting them away then she carefully unraveled the map.

The map itself was on what appeared to be a blank piece of parchment. It was charmed this way due to the fact it was home to many secret passages and places. Every good witch had to have an invisible map of sorts it was practically a must! This one was in fact a hand-me-down from Marybell's mother who got it from her mother and so forth. Best to keep such magical valuables in the family. Reaching into the caravan to grab some wine Marybell set the map down and poured the wine over it. The paper did not get wet but the red wine's color instead seeped into invisible lines of the paper and Marybell focused strongly on where she was so the map would form the area accordingly. Picking up the map Marybell smiled and handed it to the thief. "Rip it and il turn YOU into wine... Now... I guess you can pick where were going... But only this time." Marybell gave a small fleeting smile feeling odd but oddly at ease. She knew she was stuck with the thief and if she was she might as well get use to it.

Of course he was persistent he was a thief after all. He didn't follow her however he kinda felt her sigh was a sign of disapproval or trust and did not wish to upset her more so he stayed at the stairs. Plus he did not have any right to step foot down there but when she handed him the vial he was a little surprised. "Thanks I suppose" he said as he walked to the caravan and head the vial in the sun. He was surprised by what was inside mosty because it seemed almost impossible but after all that happen anything was possible he supposed. He was rather happy about the vial but he had plans for it that did not involve selling it... should he live and things worked in his favor. With that being said he slipped it into his pocket about the time Mary came out and packed the things in the caravan and spilled the wine on the map and handing it to him.

He wasn't surprised by her threat but something seemed... different about it. He wanted to tease her on that note but held back the notion. "Me pick? Okay." He stared at the map and picked at random but making sure it was reasonably out of reach of their presuers. "here" he said showing it to her before handing the map back to her. "And was that a smile I saw?" He added with a grin not able to hold back the comment before feigning a attempt to hide. "DONT TURN ME INTO A FROG" he was joking of course but in his fake attempt to hide he placed something in her hair, a flower to be exact and sly like at that. Before she could even question him he was in the caravan and smiling at her. "So if thats everything shall we go?" He asked knowing if he ever had any hopes of getting past her cold mistrust he at the very least had to be persistent.

Marybell arched an eyebrow and looked at the place he'd picked out. "Hmm you picked cherry grove falls." Glancing at Luven she gave a twisted smirk. "I like it there..." Ignoring his antics about frogs as she was too exhausted and drained to give much effort Marybell hoisted herself into the caravan and handed the map and reigns to Luven. "I need food or I'll be fainting soon..." She pointed to a small path between the trees opposite from where they came in. "Follow that path and then turn left the path will get less and less worn but its best to keep to it until were farther from the city." With the instructions laid out Marybell hopped into the back of the caravan and began riffling around for food.

Soon Marybell was cutting into bread and dried sausage with some dry cheese and despite the rickety movement of the caravan she'd soon managed to make two sandwiches, she also cut some meat for the fox and an apple to split. Taking the spoils Marybell hoped back to sit by the thief, she fed his fox first coaxing it out of its hiding place and allowing it to eats the juicy morsels of preserved meat. She would not lie but watching the fox greedily eat brought a small smile to her normally expressionless face. It was around this time Marybell realized she was still holding the thief's sandwich and without taking the time to look up she shoved it directly into the thief mouth. "Eat." Feeding one last piece of meat to the fox she finally began to work on her own sandwich all while enjoying the silent albeit probably temporary atmosphere of calm surrounding the odd-ball group of travelers.

Luven raised a brow at her grin he'd truthfully never heard of the place he picked. at least not of it personally. "Why do you like that place?" he asked mostly curious more than anything. When she mentioned food he couldn't blame her he was slightly hungry himself but he dared not ask her to fix him a snack as well. So when she shoved the sandwich in his mouth he almost sent the caravan ff the road out of surprise. "HEY!" he yelled muffled by the sandwich giving a glare before followed by a small smile. How could he be mad this was better than what it could be. He knew deep down she was trying at the very least.

Luven let the sandwich however hang from his lips for a couple minutes or so as he followed the witch's directions and oddly enough you would of thought him to be part fox cause he would growl just like one if Aurora dared steal his andwich and she did dare even snatched a little of Marybell's. Luven could never tell personally but there was something about Aurora she was different than the normal fox there was something even if small magical about her intelligence sometimes you would think her to be human in fox form. Luven had found her in a trap and when he saved her she never left his side she was his only friend till now.

As the caravan soon turned to colder weather Luven let go of the reins trusting the horses to know where to go and took his sandwich taking a bite and smiled at Mary and Aurora. "You know..." he started tilting his head pondering on his next words tapping the bitten sandwich on his lips as he pondered. "Your not so bad" he took another bite of his sandwich and placed his hand in his cloak and ruffled it about a bit before pulling out a small charm. It was given to him long ago it was said to be given as a sign of long lasting friendship. One that would outlast even death. "I want you to have this.. call it a gift in return for what you gave me earlier" he finished his sandwich and handed what left to Aurora and patted her head gently. He didn't care if they were friends but incase they didn't make it out of this mess alive he wanted her to know at least one person was sticking around till the bitter end.

As the air grew colder his cheeks grew redder so he place his hood upon his head and he grew silent again. Silence wasnt always best but it was a nice silence a calm peaceful silence.

Luven knew she probably hated or was annoyed by the head pat but he really didn't care not to much anyways. He was trying to be nice and show he cared. Its not like she'd have let him off with a hug. His opinion probably didn't even matter to her. He really wasn't sure what to do to impress her or to even be on her good terms. When she mentioned rain he more or less paid it no mind he was stranger to the cold. He'd been on trips north once but only once but the cold was something he could expect having felt it once before. When he heard Marybell fall into the pile of apples he stood leaving the reins alone. The horses knew where to go as long as the road was straight. With that he stepped over into the back of the caravan and offered his hand out to her. "Here let me hep you" he replied gently looking down at her with a gentle gaze. He just wanted to be her friend but the closer he approached the further he seemed. He seemed to get closer but then she threw back up her walls and it made him feel he was back at square one. He continued to hold out his hand for her. However the moment he was ready to help her up the caravan hit a rock sending him into the pile of apples beside her.

For a moment Luven stayed silent before letting out a laughter a joyous laughter and it seemed like something he'd not done in so very long. "We must be the real monsters in your eyes huh?" he asked softly as his laughter faded and his eyes gazed into the gray clouds above them. "All you wanted was a life of peace to yourself where you could use your magic freely but we non magic users forced you into hiding even used you for our own selfish desires... I guess when i think of it like that i can't blame you for letting me near only to shut the doors out of fear" he said in a thoughtful but sympathetic tone. They had made progress in their friendship/companionship thus far but he still felt so distant from her. Like the first time he met Aurora. He still felt like Marybell didn't trust him only that she tolerated him. He moved his hands behind his head not bothering to move from her side or the pile of apples. What was the point the road ahead was straight and the horses were going as a decent speed rain or not. "sorry about what I said I just feel bad people treated you so badly. Had they not such as the man that betrayed you before... had they not you wouldn't be so jaded and broken and that would be a beautiful thing to see you happy like a moment ago when you shoved the sandwich in my mouth" a smile curled upon his lips before it faded. "But had those things not happen I'd still be alone... that's selfish of me huh?" he asked before sitting up and stretched. "I am a thief though" he grinned trying to play off his deep thoughtful moment where his fox like eyes almost seemed to peer into her soul without looking at her. "As I asked before you okay?" He asked holding a hand to his side of her to offer her a hand to get up well sit up.