The Assassin's Partner (Jacob Frye x Reader)

Chapter 21-Spoonful of Sleep

Walking to the carriage was no hassle except for your Aunt constantly running back into the mansion because she was so forgetful, but that wasn't the only thing that annoyed you. There was an eerie smell from just across the carriage that stung your nostrils and usually you'd just ignore it, but it just washed over you like you were being drowned in the deep blue sea. You practically tore down the carriage door and puked just right next to the wheels of the carriage. From behind you, you heard Uncle Dizzy gag and cough at the smell as well, so you knew it wasn't just you. You covered your mouth with a piece of handkerchief your Uncle handed you and you ran inside to freshen up, running towards the bathroom, you splash water all over your face and you brushed your teeth once more. You looked at yourself, applying just a bit of blush and red lip rouge, staring into your crystal (E/C) eyes, trying to calm yourself of what just happened. Next thing you know you sneezed a couple of times while heading towards the carriage, only to find your Uncle and Aunt awaiting for you.

I hope I'm not becoming ill... You think to yourself, sneezing once more into the handkerchief. The carriage soon started to move and cradle yourself, making you feel even more ill, leaving a frown upon your cherry blossom face.

"Don't be coy, (Y/N). Smile!" Your aunt cheerfully cooed, placing her hand against yours as you frown looking out the window. You look at Aunt Mary and gave her a sly smile, forcing yourself to appear glee when in reality, you couldn't. In the carriage, it bumbed on each pebble, making you even more anxious to arrive at the ball and in such formality, and especially with the sickness wandering in your stomach and throat, made you wanna pass out. Passing through the gates of Buckingham Palace, the guards caught a glimpse of you and smiled flirtatiously, which you replied by blowing a raspberry.

"(Y/N), dear! Be nice, those nice men only want a fine woman like yourself. You should maybe talk to one of them!" Your Aunt said with excitement. Just like your dear old father, she lavished you with your loneliness, making you roll your eyes, but no harm done. The carriage finally came to a complete stop, a guard opening the door and holding a hand out to escort you gently on the ground. Just before you grabbed the guard's hand, you glance at your Aunt who sent you a glance, a wink to be exact, signaling yourself to flirt with the Royal Guard. Looking back at him, you saw it to be Mister Abberline in another noticeable disguise. Out the carriage and your Aunt and Uncle away from you, you stand next to Freddy, with a face of relaxation but disbelief as well.

"Mister Abberline, what are you doing 'ere?" You whisper with a smile, acting as if you're flirting with him even though you know, that will never happen.

"Abberline? Who's Abberline?" He said with an even deeper voice but of course, he fails at disguises.

"Freddy..." You sneer, looking straight into his eyes until he squints them shut, sighing a sigh of defeat.

"I'm here on Jacob and Evie's behalf to smuggle in their weapons." He said, his face turning to you but the big fluffy guard hat that covered his eyes a bit made you giggle slightly.

"Are they here yet?" You asked, Freddy pointing at a carriage, Mr. Gladstone's carriage to be exact. You furrowed your brows in confusion until you saw Evie sitting in a bright red dress, smiling but you knew she was annoyed which made you giggle quietly, but once you finally saw Jacob sitting there, you immediately stopped and placed a slight frown. You thought only Evie was to attend but turns out your ex-fiancé just arrived which broke your heart a little, but you had to be the strong and mature adult you are. You waited till their carriage fully entered the palace and once it stopped, a guard held out a hand for Evie. You ran up to her and immediately pulled her aside, noticing you startled her a bit.