An Assassin's Maid (Jacob Frye X Maid!Reader)

Chapter 2

The walk to your new household was mostly silent except for the  whispered argument going on between the Frye twins. You did as you would always do, ignored the conversation and didn't say anything unless spoken to; it was what a maid was trained to live by. You flinched when you heard a rustling coming from an alley and two cats ran out in front of you; you shooed the small felines away and kept walking a few steps behind Master Frye, as you now refer to him as. You didn't know where they were leading you, but decided against asking and just followed where your new employer was taking you. After a few minutes the three of you entered a large building you recognized as the train station, you've only been there a couple of times when you were assigned to escort letters or packages to someone waiting there to take it somewhere. When the two siblings in front of you started to walk in the direction of a certain train you drew a quick conclusion that they indeed lived on a train, how and why is the question now. Ms. Frye huffed at something her younger twin stated then made her way onto the train, Master Frye following suit leaving you standing there next to the tracks. Rule number two of being a maid: you must only enter after being invited into the household- or train in this instance. Master Frye's head appeared from the doorway again, his face showing a look of curiosity,

"Are you not going to board, (Y/n)?"

"I am only allowed to enter if I am invited in, sir."

He looked down at you in disbelief; you had to do this all the time? He saw that you were looking down at your feet shyly, he guessed you weren't allowed to make eye contact either.

"Come on then, I'll show you where you will be staying."

You nodded and followed him aboard and walked behind him as he lead the way to where you would be living from now on. You passed through many train cars full of supplies and one with couches, desks, a bookcase, and...a wall of people? There indeed was a wall of sketches featuring different people, men and women, with information tacked underneath. What slightly frightened you was that there were marks though some of them, slashes that were thick indicating that whoever it was was not needed there anymore. You gulped dreadfully and looked back down as you both passed through another few train cars, some with made beds, before you entered a vacant car with a single white sheeted bed, desk with a chair, bookshelf, and a small velvet couch in the corner with another door parallel to the one you entered in. You believed there were probably more vacant, box filled cars on the other side of that door. Master Frye stopped and gestured to the room with his hands,

"I know it isn't much, but we can add decoration over time," he waved his hands, dismissing the thought, "but for now you can settle here and do with it as you see fit."

You looked around once more before nodding and responding, "Thank you, Master Frye. I greatly appreciate the gesture." He looked over at you to see the same emotionless, monotone look you've had since he met you, it honestly made his mood deflate a little. Do you ever smile or were you just trained not to? Either way, Jacob saw it as a challenge, he was going to make you genuinely smile even if it killed him. He then grinned, Master Frye huh?

"Master Frye. I like it, has a good ring to it! Why do you call me that anyways?"

"I am simply calling you what you are, I am the maid of the house and you are the master of the property; and so I refer to you as such."

Jacob paused and thought, were you like this all the time because of what you are? He wouldn't deny that he sort of liked it, getting so much respect from someone that wasn't one of his Rooks. They respected him because he was helping them gain back their name and territory, but you respected him because it was your job. Jacob stepped by you to the door to leave,