A/N: I own nothing. This should come as no surprise, would I really be posting on fan fiction if I was Tamora Pierce?? I hope not. Either way, I don't own anything, although I would love to "borrow" some of the characters for an afternoon or two. It could be fun.
This happens after Terrier, Beka is a full dog now; still paired with Goodwin and Tunstall, not an even amount of dogs, there needed to be one threesome (no pun intended.) They volunteered.
Beka's POV
I opened my eyes and for a moment I didn't know where I was. The strong arms wrapped around me, warm body behind me and the décor told me I was in Rosto's room. Oddly, I didn't remember coming here.
Uh oh. Now I do. Last night had been a really bad night on watch, illegal slave operations, it was raining and a rusher broke my arm last week so I have been on light duty. Come to think of it, I haven't seen the idiot since, I have decided that I am not going to think about his consequences, or if he is still alive to bear them. When I came home last night I was in a frightful mood, some looby had smacked my arm, fracturing it again, I was stuck at the kennel being healed and filing reports and Rosto was Rogue-ish when I got here.
Flashback:
Rosto is on his throne, in the newly named Dancing Dove, the court of the Rogue. Why do I have to live in the court of the Rogue, I know it is helpful but goddess, these people never sleep.
I have my arm in a sling, and walk up to his throne. No, not on the dais, that would be stupid and possibly suicidal; depending upon his mood.
I stop several feet away, his rushers looking between me and Rosto, not sure what they should do. The last rusher that hurt me is no longer with us in this world; my dogs and me are off limits. His rushers aren't supposed to fight with Dogs but Tunstall, Goodwin, Ersken and me are off-limits.
"Rosto," I say quietly, not a whisper but not a shout neither, "can I talk to you?"
The Rogue doesn't even spare me a glance; he completely ignores me and pretends to not notice that I am standing right in front of 'is eyes.
"Your Majesty," I said as sarcastically as possible while I curtsied, "might I have a moment of your time?" I glared at him, most are scared of my eyes, but he doesn't even flinch.
"Beka," Anniki stage-whispered, "can you come here? We need to talk,"
I rose up, turned my back on the Rosto and walked to Anikki, sitting very closely to Bold Brian.
"Hi Brian," I said, almost sitting in his lap. Rosto was ignoring me; I didn't care what he thought.
Brian only smiled in reply, he knows as well as I that a rusher flirting with me is also flirting with death.
"Beka, what is with you tonight?" asked Anikki.
"It was a bad night, some cracknob smacked my arm, and fractured it, that's why I'm home so late," I said quietly.
"Take a quick walk with me Beka?"
"Sure Anikki" I said.
As soon as we were alone and out of earshot she said "What in Mithros's name were you doing up there with Rosto?"
I just glared at her.
"Do you want to hear the other part of the story, the part that you missed, or do you just want to be angry and evil for a while/"
"What?"
"Let him tell you, just know that it was a long and hard night for everyone, all was not quiet in the court of the Rogue," she said vaguely.
"Anikki," I growled.
"Some rushers were questioning your and Rosto's relationship, don't interrupt Beka, very foolishly Rosto got upset over some comments that were somewhat less than complementary about you,"
"What!" I nearly screamed.
"Beka, did you not notice that he still hasn't gotten up," she asked.
"What happened, tell me everything," I demanded.
"Some of the things said are not to be repeated, but one of you are in each others pay, or Rosto is the Rogue because you and your connection to the Dogs keep him safe, you aren't properly respectful, you two bed each other, you and your partners are off limits, and some rushers got very vulgar in what they would like to do to you,"
Oh goddess.
"What did he do" I asked, although I think I already know the answer.
"Someone challenged him for the Rogue," she whispered.
Although this isn't really my fault, I felt a little guilty. Rosto and I are neither together nor apart and are floating in this weird middle ground. We love each other, but haven't made it open. I shudder to think what would happen. This is why I didn't want to get involved in the first place. It's complicated enough being friends.
"Say something Beka,"
"Let's go back inside. I need something to drink,"
I'd rather not remember the rest. I continued to ignore Rosto, got rather drunk, walked away as he was apologizing and had a very loud fight that I'm sure everyone heard. Oh goddess, I think I might stay in bed.
I pulled the sheet over my head. This woke Rosto.
"Good morning love," he said while hugging me.
"Morning," I turned around and kissed him softly.
He didn't say anything, he just held me closer.
"I'm sorry," I began.
"Shhh," he interrupted, "I am the one who is sorry,"
I kissed him to make him stop talking. It worked, for about a minute.
"Can I stay in here? I'm sure Anikki and Kora will be coming to yell at me any minute, they don't know where I am,"
"Coward,"
"You can stay with me," I said with a smile that I hoped was alluring.
"We have a lot of explaining to do,"
I just pouted a little bit, I know its silly and not very me, but I didn't want to face everyone.
"Beka, you need to apologize to Anikki particularly, you stormed off while she was in the middle of talking to her, you almost arrested her, everyone heard you shout for her to go away and never come back, and you insulted her, you know she is the Queen of the Rogue," he said, trying to contain a laugh.
I just glared at him some more.
"I might have to send my rushers for a swim, you slapped me in front of the ENTIRE court of the Rogue, and they didn't stop you" he was close to shouting now, I could see the anger in his eyes. He had temporarily forgiven me last night, I was not in a good state, I could barely walk and I was bawling, I guess I know that I have a low tolerance for ale.
I just stared him down until he calmed down, so that he was my Rosto, not the Rogue.
He just walked over, kissed my head and gave me a hug.
"I should have you killed, but I love you too much and everyone knows it," he grumbled.
"You wouldn't dare," I said.
"Either way, we will talk more later, I need to go have a court meeting, stay here. We have some serious issues to work out and you are not leaving until we are done,"
"Are you sure you can handle that Master Piper" I asked, overcoming my shyness for a final retort.
A/N: I'm not sure if I should write more… Yes I know, their language is different than in the book, I can't write like that, it comes out worse than this did. If you have any suggestions I would love them. I am willing to continue this on, but I realized that there are not enough Terrier fics out there. Please be nice, I wrote this at 2am.