A Dance of Knives and Flowers (Jacob Frye X OC)

Day 4

[Day 4]

Evie wondered the carriages of the train looking for her brother, she found him in front of a small mirror combing his dark hair back. The scent of cologne hung lightly in the air, and by her sibling's neatly trimmed facial hair Evie guessed he had just come back from the barber.

"You're looking in fine fettle Jacob."

Putting on his favourite top hat and giving himself a last smile in the reflective glass, Jacob turned to face his older sibling.

"Why thank you dear sister."

"Are you ready to go?"

"Go?... Where?"

'Evie's not coming with Grace and I today... is she?'

"To the Strand. Where fighting Victor Lynch and his blighters for control of the borough today, remember?"

The assassin blanched.

'That was today!? What'll I tell Grace? I can't abandon my Rooks!'

When he didn't answer, and looked at war with himself Evie's brow knotted.

"Jacob are you, feeling alright?"

That brought him back to reality.

"What? Fine. I Just have one thing to take care of, and I'll meet you in the carriage."

The female assassin gave her brother a suspicious look before drawing out an "alright" and leaving him on the train. Jacob let out a sigh, puffing his cheeks as he did so, but sucking in another breath he began making his way to the end of the locomotive. Evie watched her brother's movements through the windows of the train and silently tailed him. He reached the last carriage and knocked three times on the solid wooden door. Light footsteps could be heard on the other side and with a click of the lock the door opened. Jacob's jaw slackened, causing his lips to part as the site before him made his pupils dilate. Grace stood in the doorway, her rose gold hair was pulled back from her face while the rest flowed freely over her shoulders and down her back, the silky tresses glistened everywhere the sun hit it. The dress she wore today wasn't overly flashy but flattered her shape perfectly, it's mint green hue setting off her turquoise irises.

"Jacob."

She greeted warmly with a heart stopping smile, those sumptuous lips spreading from cheek to rosy cheek.

"Hello love."

There it was again, that pet name he had given her in the park, it sent her heart a flutter.

"You look... Marvellous."

Grace blushed deeply from the compliment and looked away shyly for but a moment.

"Thank you... Are you ready to go?"

The same words his sister had asked him earlier, now they filled him with guilt.

"Actually that's why I'm here. I'm afraid our outing will have to be put on hold."

The maidens bashful face morphed into one of confusion and worry, and tinted with sadness.

"Evie and I have some important business to attend to in town that can't wait. I'm sorry."

Grace willed herself to speak.

"It's fine. Do what you must. I'm sorry I interrupted your work."

Jacob felt like a knife was being driven deep into his chest. That beautiful smile, those bright eyes so filled with happiness, he'd just ripped them away, and now only sadness remained.