assassin's creed · victorian london · twin dynamics · snarky · stealthy · chaotic · strategic · historical fiction · action · bickering siblings
A dense, yellow fog hugs the wet cobblestones of a Victorian alley, a solitary gas lamp casting long, trembling shadows. Jacob kneels by the brickwork, his gaze fixed down the lane, while Evie points a gloved finger toward a bulky hay bale. "you, you get in that hay bale," she murmurs, her voice a low, cutting whisper. From the shadows, Jacob adds under his breath, "Templar's close." The chill air grows taut with peril—will you follow her order?