Neivria could calm herself enough for stopping crying during the time that she needed for leaving the alley, but she had not overcome yet her annoyance for a so humiliating failure.
When she saw again to Loztu, after having evaded him and understanding that she had no escape, she was about to give up and return the pendant to him; however, she felt really tired of failing. He was so little that she could not attack him with her entire strength: it would have been as hitting a child and if she gave him a hard kick in his head, she was afraid of breaking his head open. Despite the time passed, remembering how wrecked Palava was when they separated them still was a torment for Neivria, and she did not want to add to her awful memories the one of a gravely injured Hakol. In addition to the fact that she could be jailed if she injured him, Loztu was not a rotten like the one that tried to rape her, but a too gullible innocent who only wanted to recover his jewel.
She only needed to floor or move him and running, but she hit him too weakly and she did not expect that a so little man could move so fast and strike so hard. For a moment, she did not know what had happened; suddenly, she found herself huddled up, unable to breath. She felt defenseless, she saw herself locked in a cell during long years and she started to cry, that was something really shameful. The Hakol knew exactly what he was doing: he immobilized her right arm and sat on her belly in order to not letting her to move. However, he was really naive: he had left his throat unprotected and Neivria prepared herself for attacking him there. But she felt very anxious because that hit was her only chance of escaping. She would not underestimate him a second time: she would hit him in his Adam's apple with all of her might. The problem was that Moreit, after teaching her that technique, had warned her that a hard hit in that point was usually lethal, but she had no other way for defending herself if the Hakol tried to strike her. She was sure: she would die in jail if she were jailed during several years.
By this, she humiliated herself even more and begged him that he does not hit her. If her foe had put his arm back to punching her, she would have attacked first and, in any case, Neivria would be lost. If, as it was likely, she killed him, she would have to escape from Albe with the clothes on her back, without an opportunity for saying goodbye to Olvanda or recovering her arms, in order to hide in the mountains; otherwise she would be hanged. And although she could survive in the mountains, she would have Loztu's death on her conscience during the rest of her life. If she gave a beating to him, she would have a couple of hours for picking up provisions and her arms, but she would have nowhere to go excepting, again, the mountains. And if she took a beating from the Hakol, she would end badly injured and jailed. Fortunately, the Hakol was compassionate and Neivria became so demoralized due to be so close to kill to an innocent that she became unable to defend herself; she only had the strength to cry and plead. And, apparently, Loztu felt moved enough to leave her go.
After going out the alley, she walked down the street holding back tears. She would take hard work to overcome something as humiliating as getting free from the Hakol due to cry as a baby. Then, she thought about something that she was trying to evade: if she could not steal a pendant from a tiny Hakol, she could never earn the respect of a pirate ship crew. She will never become the captain of a pirate ship. She could contain no more; she approached to a wall, leaned her body against a wall and started to cry bitterly again. Her dreams were an unattainable wishes and the best she could do was achieving that the Mayor of Malgate and her own family forgave her and let Neivria to return to her village, whence she should never have gone out. All the kingdoms and empires in the mainland would continue being for her mere names told by the minstrels.
People in Albe were more aloof than the people in her village: nobody seemed to care about others. By this, she did not expect that a woman came close to her and told:
"What's happened to you, sweetie? May I help you?"
Neivria shook her head, but the woman made her turning and hugged her, and she could not reject the hug. The woman seemed to be forty years old; she was fleshy and four inches shorter than her. Neivria continued crying on the woman's shoulders as she asked her tenderly to stop crying. She questioned her about her problems and Neivria, that did not want to tell her the truth, told:
"I feel really alone and everything I do turns out wrong"
The woman asked her to calm down and Neivria continued hugged to her for a while. She only could find solace in an unknown woman and that thinking saddened her. And when she raised her sight for a while, she saw to Loztu, who had passed by them and distanced from them in the same direction that Neivria had taken. She felt furious when she saw him: by his fault, all her dreams were broken. Her life as a thief had finished due to his stubbornness when he did not accept that he had lost the pendant and the way in which he humiliated her. She abhorred Loztu and that feeling made her to react and stopping crying. The Hakol will pay really dearly everything that he did to her. She released herself from the woman and wiping the tears off, she told:
"Thank you very much. I feel better now", and she told, smiling: "I'll find another man"
"Surely", the woman told, "you're very young and very beautiful."
Neivria said farewell to the woman and walked fast for not losing sight of the Hakol. She took from below her bodice a kerchief for covering her hair. The kerchief would not work if she was near to him, but if she keep the distance, if Loztu turned back she could avoid to be recognised by him thanks to the kerchief. The Hakol seemed to be lost, because he tried several times to ask for something to some passers-by. Almost everybody ignored him and some people expressed rejection to him. Finally, a young man did some signs with his arms. Neivria pretended to be admiring some flowers that adorned a window.
Loztu turned a corner and she ran till there in order to peek him. The Hakol walked down a lonely street, what was a problem for Neivria. She had to wait until he was far from her and then she continued. He turned left and she ran until the new corner, and she found that he had already gone out the other street. Fortunately, he could only enter in another wider and crowded street and she found him again.
And when she saw Loztu to come back, she thought that he had seen her. She approached quickly to a couple of men who talked next to a door and questioned them it they knew where the harbour was. She located herself in a place where the men covered her from Loztu's sight, but she could see the Hakol through the space between the men. She realised that Loztu had not seen her: he came back because he had found something that was in the floor, perhaps a coin that he took, examined and finally, put in his doublet. Loztu started to walk again and one of the two men told Neivria:
"Did you hear a single word that I told to you?"
"No. Thanks", and she moved away from them.
The trailing lasted about half of an hour, but everything went well for Neivria. They arrived to a very big square, with an equestrian statue in its center. The square seemed familiar to her, but she did not remember its name. Loztu crossed the square through its centre and she followed him carefully below the arcades. Finally, she saw that the Hakol knocked a very big green door and a very obese man let him pass. There was a sign on the door and that made him to sense that it was an inn, but she wanted to be sure and told to a richly dressed man who walked over there:
"Excuse me, sir, what does that sign say?"
"I've not idea, I can't read, but it's the door of Two Crowns Inn."
"And, which is the name of that square?"
"It's Lanittile Square"
She remembered the name after the man told it. She thanked him and moved away for returning to her home. As she already knew where he stayed, she only needed to get a bit of help and knew where she would find it. She would go next morning because she did not want that the night fell while she was in the Mermaids Square and its surrounding area. In that neighbourhood she could find people willing to give a Hakol a big fright and to steal from him everything that he carried. During her way for returning home, she felt very sad. She felt something similar to the sadness that she experienced when she broke with her last boyfriend. The difference was that she was convinced that she would feel better after getting revenge on Loztu, seeing him to lose that damned pendant and all the money that he carried, and let him know that Neivria was responsible of that.
She crossed a square where there was a market and she felt sad when thought that taking revenge on Loztu would be her last adventure for a long time. She would miss the risk and the excitement, but it was not worth risking if she always failed. What saddened her the most was that she had trailed Loztu as well as any experienced thief. She would find another way for earning money, but she needed to go out Albe, at least for a time. She wondered if her aunt could help her to return to Malgate, although she would not tell Olvanda anything until her revenge were finished.
The night was starting to fall when she came to Wind Square. She crossed it and entered in the Taylors' Street, where Olvanda's house was.