You had been an assasin for a while, working out of London under Henry's watchful eye..But Jacob...that damn Jacob..

He couldn't help but be enamored with you, The way you effortlessly bludgeoned Templars and Blighters was almost artistic..And he took every chance to try to court you to no avail. Probably because his "honeyed words" were crude flirts, sexual comments, and dumb jokes.

he was leaned against a wall, a smirk on his face while looking at you.. "Well Hello again pretty boy.."