The Boring Life of High Society {Jacob Frye x Reader}

Chapter 6

      A few weeks or so has passed since the last time (Y/n) had run into Jacob. She never spoke a word about him to her parents, knowing them, they will completely lose it if they knew about her meetings with the enemy of the Templars. And if Starrick were to find out, he would be worse than furious and no doubt call the marriage off. She had visited her fiancé or when out with him, they never really talked about anything and if they were at any events together, he mostly talked to business partners while she is left to the side to listen to the other wives talk amongst one another. But whenever she was out and about on her own either in the Strand or City of London or even in Southwark or Westminster, she would hope to catch a glimpse of the assassin's top hat or long black coat but to no avail, she has seen a steady rise of Rooks though and she scolded herself for thinking that a man like him would have the time for a girl like her. But she always felt as if she didn't thank him properly that night he escorted her home and she wanted to show her appreciation somehow.

      So one day while she was out shopping at the markets, she stopped by the different vendors and shops before her eyes instantly caught glimpses of what could be the perfect gift for him. (Y/n) walked up to one shop that was selling different types of blades, she never imagined herself ever walking into a shop like this with such deadly weapons but she noticed that Jacob carried a kukri on his belt one time during their second meeting. She pointed to one of the most expensive but most deadliest kukris out of all the other blades of its type. The shop owner looked surprised that a young woman like her would buy such a thing, at such a high price too but never questioned it. He wrapped it carefully in a silk cloth before tying it off with a string before handing it to her after she gave him the proper payment. After that she walked to a blacksmith and told him to engrave the blade with a specific design. She then walked to a cloth store and requested a personal handkerchief to be made with the finest material they had. Once that was done, she went to a bakery and ordered an assortment of cookies and buns. She spent money left and right for just a few things and she didn't mind spending all of it because she was rich after all, the only time she was grateful that she was. The blacksmith has finished with the engravings and she paid him before taking all of her purchases back home.

      (Y/n) made sure that her parents didn't see what she had bought as she rushed up to her room, requesting one of the maids to grab her a basket and a ribbon. Once she had the materials, she began to set up the basket with the pastries, wrapped kukri and newly made handkerchief folded neatly in a box. She took a step back and wondered if this was appropriate for her to have spent this much on a man she just met and if she was going over the top. She believed she was, but the young woman could care less as she grabbed a piece of paper and pen as she wrote a note before placing it into the basket. (Y/n) let out a satisfied hum as she made sure the basket was presentable and began to wonder how she was going to get it to him. Tapping her chin as she looked out her bedroom window, she saw some Rooks passing by and grinned. She quickly threw her veil hat on and grabbed the basket, carefully but quickly making her way out of her house to avoid questions from her parents and walking up to the Rooks, "Excuse me!" She called out as they stopped and looked back at her, looking at her in confusion because of her thick veil so they couldn't see her face.

      " 'ello, miss," One greeted with a tip of her hat, "What can we do you for?"

      "Well, I have a small request of you four if you don't mind? I'll pay, whatever the price." She said as the four Rooks looked at one another before nodding.

      "What's the request?" The same Rook asked as (Y/n) blushed under her veil as she looked at the basket and pursed her lips.

      "So uhm..." She murmured rather embarrassed, "I-I have a gift for your boss, Mr. Frye? To show my appreciation for saving me twice." She stammered, "A-And I was wondering if you would be able to give this to him straightaway. Th-There's fresh buns and cookies in there so I don't want them to spoil." She stammered, blushing darkly under her veil. The Rooks looked at her and at the basket, based on how she fidgeted rather nervously, they could tell that that she liked their boss and didn't want to admit it, they didn't have to see the dark blush on her face to know this. The female Rook smiled and chuckled, gently taking the basket from her arms.