Chapter 1: Woke Up New
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November 1, 1868
Retaking Kenway mansion was a great idea: it’s the perfect place to celebrate a wedding. To think they’d just wrestled it back from the Templars about a month earlier. To think their father had died, they’d moved to London, started a gang, killed Starrick’s associates, killed Starrick himself, met the Queen, been knighted, and taken over London in less than a year.
To think that Henry had just proposed to Evie a few months ago, and now they were getting married and going off to India.
Jacob didn’t completely understand why they’d want to go. Sure, Henry was finally going to be allowed back home, but why would he want to go back if they were going to excommunicate him in the first place? And most importantly, why would they want to leave Jacob alone in charge of London? He couldn’t handle London alone, and he knew that they knew that, too. To be fair, a few of the Crawley Assassins would move to London at some point, although there was still going to be a presence in Crawley in case- God forbid- something happened. It was a bit of a sore spot, as well, considering that Jacob and Evie probably would have been cut off for disobeying George Westhouse and the council for running off to London, and that the Assassins would have missed out on everything if they obeyed. It would take a while for the Crawley council to figure out what they were going to do with London, and what they were going to do with Jacob.
Everything was moving so quickly, and Jacob didn’t know if even he, as fast-paced as he could be, could keep up. One minute, Henry and Evie are kissing at the altar, the next, Jacob’s giving a speech about the two, the next, everyone’s leaving for the night, and Jacob’s alone.
And then, after a sleepless night, Jacob says his goodbyes to Evie and Henry as they leave to go to a completely different continent.