She raised a hand. “We ran in to a werewolf yes and we killed it and we met another one who helped us out of Messene’s forest but that was it. Autolycus raised both hands. “Some one from the old Arcadia region told me about it though he said he even saw the werewolf kings army marching! It’s a huge rumour over there right now.” Xena laughed slightly seeing Gabrielle eyes widen in surprise. “Please Autolycus don’t you think if I killed the werewolf king that I’d have a trophy to prove that I actually did it?” She turned slightly. “As far as Gabrielle turning to a werewolf that is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.” She raised her hand. “I mean please if she were one wouldn’t she be one right now?” Autolycus tapped his boot. “Okay so you would have a trophy and I agree that Gabrielle isn’t a werewolf but this man said that you and Gabrielle led a huge werewolf army.” Xena took another long drink. “You shouldn’t listen to rumour, we never led that army Horn Hind led that army to victory.” Autolycus put a hand on his belt. “Who’s Horn Hind?”

Xena raised an eyebrow. “A legendary hero among werewolves or so I’ve heard who has deer horns. He or she is meant to be incredibly powerful and a strong leader.” She gave Gabrielle a slight smile which the king of thieves didn’t see.  Autolycus stroked his moustache. “So you don’t know where king Lycaon’s treasure is?” Xena eyed him. “No, I don’t know where his treasure is.” Autolycus raised his hand. “Oh, I was so hoping you did.” He put his hands together. “I mean a treasure like that would do wonders for my reputation.” Xena put a hand through her hair in frustration. “The door is behind you.” Autolycus pulled up sharply. “You’re asking me to leave?”

Xena turned sharply. “Yes I am, don’t make me repeat myself.” Autolycus put a hand on his chest. “Xena I came all the way here just to talk to you.” Xena snarled aloud as she raised a hand. “We are on vacation! We want to be left alone for once, is that to much to ask?” Autolycus raised an eyebrow. “Oh wait you were both in the middle of something…when I dropped in weren’t you?” Xena put a hand on his shoulder. “Look we’ll meet you in Berioa in three weeks times then we’ll talk okay?” Autolycus turned sharply. “Berioa…you know I hate Berioa.” Xena squeezed his shoulder slightly. “Good that mean’s you won’t steal anything there.” Autolycus turned on his heels freeing himself from her grip. He moved towards Gabrielle his smile widening. “You know last time we met you said something about Aztec gold.” Xena watched as her lovers eyes froze over their colour slowly darkening. Gabrielle narrowed her gaze. “I said they have more gold, jade and gemstones than you could possibly imagine and none you’d ever want.” Autolycus pulled back. “What? That’s not what you said, I heard you, you were drinking and you said…”