Lover-of-Assassins

Elise x Male Reader: A French kiss….. You made a fast dash into a hay cart, the guards running on by. Breathing a sigh of relief you sprung out again and made off on your way, you were heading to meet Elise, she hadn’t told you why she wanted to speak with you, only that she did and to meet her on the roof of the François et fils tailleurs. You felt some stage feeling of nerves and excitement in the pit of your stomach, but pushing them away you began to scale the side of the building. Your hands and feet working expertly up to the roof, there you saw the redhead standing with her arms folded. “Well, you took your tim