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thrill that took her at the thought of tonight’s guild raid, it would be the first one she would participate in. Of course she had to keep the information secret, other thieve guilds would leap at the opportunity to take their prize before they did.
    She and Daren walked in the sunshine towards the city outskirts where the more simple homes of the lower-class citizens were. Today they were looking for a contact of the guild, it was their assignment before the clearing out of the mines. They had to find the old man Javaris, one of the guilds ‘acquaintances’ in the Underground Market.
    Ange snorted, considering how loosely they referred to each other, reckoning they didn’t trust each other not to turn a situation to their own advantage.
    Daren calmly walked by her side and let out a loud yawn as he tilted his head back and his hood fell to his neck, he blinked tiredly.
    “Out for another midnight stroll?” Ange joked.
    He blinked again and smiled at her as he pulled the hood up of his dark blue coat. “Yeah,” he admitted sheepishly.
    She sighed and shook her head in exasperation, she had noticed in the past two months how oddly he had been behaving, especiall y occasionally sneaking out at night. She hadn’t mentioned it to the guild and wondered if anyone else had noticed, now she realized he was probably visiting his nursemaid.
    “Get another book?” she inquired with a giggle. Figuring long ago that it was the strangest excuse for his midnight trips, then again, he was far more interested in books than valuable merchandise. He had often returned with a book or two but she didn’t notice a new one this morning.
    He chuckled at her accusation. “No, no book this time.”
    She sighed and shook her head as she whispered to him. “Amazing, you rather pay for books than borrow them. Or did your nursemaid give them all to you?”
    He smiled widely. “Library books are free, Ange.”             
    “Yeah, and I’m sure the last time I checked, you still needed to check them out properly and return them later, and I mean not through a window,” she reminded with laughter.
    He smiled wider and suppressed a laugh. “I’ll return them…eventually,” he promised.
    Ange couldn’t help laughing loudly before she covered her mouth and snorted, amused. “Sure you will, remember, you promised to go clean,” she reminded amicably.
    His smile faltered and weakened. “Yeah, I know,” he replied calmly, he abruptly changed the topic of conversation. “So what did you hear last night, apart from the big news?” he asked curiously.
    Ange shrugged, her demeanor becoming serious. “Oh, nothing much,” she dodged.
    His eyes narrowed suspiciously. “Oh, really? Come on, Ange, you’re not telling me something,” he poked with a wicked grin.
    She pursed her lips and shrugged again. “Nothing,” she admitted in a playful yet honest manner.
    “Sure,” he agreed unconvinced.
    Ange smiled and winked which earned her a smile from him.
    “Ah, there’s Javaris,” Daren commented as he and Ange gazed ahead once again and turned their attention to the old crooked man with a sly and creepy grin paralyzed on his face. He was rearranging his wares, they were the usual metal parts and pieces he sold.
    Ange gazed past him a block down and noticed a fruit stand, her mouth watered as she noticed a crate full of rip bright red magron fruits. She heard her stomach growl with anticipation, those fruits were her favorite, and they were quite a rarity in the north since they were a tropical fruit from very far south and only usually came around during the summer months, and right now it was still winter.
    She licked her lips and couldn’t resist the urge to step in the direction of the stand with the fat and slow moving vendor. She glanced at her friend with excitement, he was already looking at the fruit stand and sighed and shook his head.
    “Go,” he waved his hand dismissively. “I’ll ask Javaris the demand