A/N: The outfit above is what Isabelle is wearing, for the first bit of it.
My brother, father and I have been riding for hours now, the once blue sky's of Gascony have turned a dull gray full of rain, the once green fields have turned to mud, but we continue riding to France. Just as we are coming up to an inn along the road side my brother Speaks up "Come on, you're tired, Father. We should stop here." He commented, nodding his head towards the inn.
"Paris is only a few hours away." Father remarked
"Father, Paris will still be there in the morning." I reminded him, agreeing with my brother
"Look, I could ride all night." Father stated, receiving an unamused expression from both my brother and I "But if you're saying you need to rest" father finished earing a laugh from both My brother and I as we arrive at the inn.
We all dismount our horses and go different directions, My father towards the main building and D'Artagnan and I towards the stables. As we begin to remove the saddles both my brother and I freeze due to the sound of a pistol being pulled back. Slowly we move back raising our hands in the air, the people behind us jerk us back and begin to remove our weapons from our sides. the sound of Gun fire causes the men to stop and look toward the inn giving D'Artagnan and Myself a opportunity to attack the men, one of the men pull a gun which D'Artagnan grabs and aims at one of the other men as he pulls the trigger resulting in him killing his accomplice.
After the shot is fired the other man runs out the door, with D'Artagnan and I close behind him however by the time that we get out of the Stables the man is already on his horse riding away with the rest of the men he was with. Both D'Artagnan and I let out a yell of frustration as we turn back to the inn as our father walks out. "I couldn't stop them." D'Artagnan Fumed Turing and watching the men Ride away. I watch our as our father walks forwards and Collapses, With both D'Artagnan and I Catching him "Father? Father!" we yell with panic lacing both our voices.
I quickly begin to search our father for any injuries, my hand slipped into his vest and I felt a thick Liquid covered my hand. "D'Artagnan" I mumble quietly
"Athos, Athos" Our father muttered before letting out his final breath. D'Artagnan slowly laid his head on Fathers, and I placed my head on fathers shoulder. I slowly raised my head up, as I did D'Artagnan also picked his head up and glared in the direction of the Men riding away in the distance.
~few hours later~
D'Artagnan and I finally reach Paris, Now the only thing we must do is find the musketeer named Athos. "D'Art We Should rest first before we face Fathers murderer" I sighed. He sighed and nodded his head in agreement. "There's an inn up ahead, we can stop their" I mention nodding my head towards the building, which I'm met with only a silent nod once again. We walk into the inn and I asked the Madame for a room for which she begins to lead us up to the second floor.
"20 sue for the bed, 10 if you share." She explains while waling onto the lading of the second floor landing "Any lice or crabs?" She questions looking at us
"No, Thanks, just bed and dinner." We both answer, the Madame leading us quickens her pace and steps on a roach "This is a very clean house." She stated while straitening her posture in which both D'Artagnan hummed in response
"Monsieur and Madame?" She questioned us
"D'Artagnan and Isabelle" we both answer "Son and Daughter of the late Alexandre, of Lupiac in Gascony." D'Artagnan continues
"Didn't ask for your life story's" The Madame states blatantly "Dinner is extra" She informs us shortly after
"Clean water?" I question
"Extra" She Once again states
"Soap?" D'Artagnan asks but quickly puts his hand up "Don't tell me, I can guess." he sighs
"But use of the communal towel is free." The Madame informs us as she walks out leaving D'Art and myself in the room by ourselves. D'Art walks over and sits on the bed, while I walk to the a chair that was sitting in the corner. "Lets get some sleep D'Art" I sigh as I sit down and lean my head against my hand, then begin to doze off.
Time skip
I was woken up a few hours later by landing on the floor and hearing my brothers laughter beside me "D'Artagnan" I mumbled, sleep still clear in my voice
"Yes dear sister" He asked
"I'll give you ten seconds to get out of this room before I knock you onto your tail" I Warned him, slowly pushing my self up and pulling my knees underneath my body. Guessing by the sound of foot steps quickly leaving the area, and the lack of laughter, he listened to my waring and left. I Groaned as I stood up and fixed the chair that my all so loving brother tipped me out of. "I swear one of these days I'm going to kill him" I grumbled walking down the stairs to the main area of the inn, and over to the booth my brother is sitting in. Just as I sat down a Heavy set Gentlemen and a rather petite Woman walk through the door of the inn
"We'll have your best room And if the bed has fleas, you'll be whipped." The gentleman demanded
"Draw me a bath and Be sure the water's clean, I don't want to bathe in someone else's scum." The Madame add to the man she's with
"Clean water is Extra, Madame" I hear from my left, Causing me to snap my head towards the sound of my brothers voice "Don't even ask about the towel." He continues
The gentle man, seemingly annoyed by this, begins Walking towards the table the that we were sitting at "Are you addressing me, Sir" he questions
D'Artagnan looks over at the Gentleman, and gives him a once over before responding to his question "Not unless your name is Madame" Which results in me tapping him in his shin with my foot and giving him a warning look
The Gentleman scoffs then turns around to the petite woman behind him "Forgive me, Milady, while I teach this oaf a lesson" He states. Both D'Artagnan and I both stand, Drawing the guns at out hips and pointing them at his head as he turns and begins to draw his sword
"Put it back, or I'll blow your head off." My brother warns nodding his head towards the sheath of the sword
"You are not a gentleman nor a lady" the man Stutters
"That stings" D'Artagnan states dully, Which I barely nod my head in agreement
"They're Just some drunken thugs, Mendoza. put your sword away" The petite woman finally says
The man Hesitates for a second before Putting it away "We'll Settle this at Breakfast" He states leaning back from D'Artagnan and I's guns, which were still pointed at him.
"I'll be in the courtyard at 8" D'Artagnan states dropping his gun, as I slowly lower it in hesitation as we both return to the position we were in before.
The man begins to turn around to follow the Petite woman up the stairs, but stops to give the both of us dirty looks, before walking away. D'Artagnan picks up is mug and drinks out of it, watching the man and woman walk up the stairs. Almost as soon as his mug reaches the table again, two bowls are dropped in front of us. We both lean forward to inspect our food, and with a Bit of disgust covering our faces we glance at each other before He states "This looks like a badger's intestines"
"Specialty of the house" The inn keeper informs us "Enjoy" she says as she walks away
Both D'Artagnan and I look at each other before we push the bowl away from us. I sigh then stand up "I'm Going to look for the Garrison" I state pulling my Jacket over my shoulders "At this time of night" He questions looking up at me "Yes D'Art." I state to him and give a small Wave as I walk out of the inn and onto the streets of Paris.
A/N: I'm sorry for how long it took me to get this out, But if you have any suggestions on How to improve any of this please comment. I hope to get the next Chapter out a bit sooner this time.
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