The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 18Mrs. Goodie examined the little cut on (S/n) knee before giving it a quick kiss and placed a bandage over top. Within moments (S/n) quit his sulking, and went back to playing around the street. He was told to only stay within house range, and the boy happily obeyed. Mrs. Goodie couldn't believe how much the boy had matured since his last visit, and even brining another little one with him was quite a shock to her. She was constantly making sure (D/n) was safe, even though she didn't know her parents. Every time a little cry came from the upstairs room, she raced their immediantly to tend to the little one. She was never able to have children of her own, so this to her, was the greatest oppertunity. She didn't have to watch them, but she did. Unfortunetly that all game and went quickly, with the sad sound of banging on the door.
"Be patient!" Mrs. Goodie snapped, cradeling (d/n) in her arms before opening her wooden door. She was quite surprised to see two guards enter the house and beg
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 17King Ludwig scanned each girl with full intentions. None of them were the ones he wanted.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 172 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He nearly smashed his newly opened beer bottle against the wall. He began to scare some of the young women who he was standing near-as if he'd suddenly attack them. He wanted to find (Your name). That was all he wanted! A king should get what he wants!
"A King should get what he wants!" his thoughts traveled alloud. "That's not to hard to ask is it?!"
A few guards only looked at eachother. They couldn't help it. They hadn't found her yet, and there was nothing they could do. Still..the king wasn't even sure if the girl they were looking for WAS even there. Maybe Gilbert had her hidden away.
The king looked up from the floor to a guard standing tall at the door.
"Next group we found his here!"
"Bring them in." the king said sadly. He knew none of them would be (Your name), but he still had to try. He shouldn't have drank that bottle..he was so close..
"Let me GO!" he heard someone shout. Hi
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 16Gilbert couldn't believe his eyes, when he saw the tall guards standing before him with Marco just laughing drunkily in the background. (Your name) had slipped her shirt on just in time. They entered the room and scanned it thoroughly.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 162 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You hiding anyone..sir." they asked calmly, still sounding a little. The one guard was checking out (Your name), and Gilbert began to growl.
"We think you ARE hiding someone."
Funny, Gilbert thought. The person they were looking for was right in front of them. They must not have known what (Your name) looked like, nor did they know him. They must've been new to this.
"Keep your friend on a leash." one of them growled, before pushing Marco out of the way.
"Whoopsie! Watch where your goin`!" he shouted with a laugh.
Gilbert rolled his eyes. Things were getting exciting too.
"Gillie!" Marco called, nearly tumbling down the stairs. Pablo was watching at a safe distance. He was only trying not to laugh at his drunken father. Gilbert mumbled something under h
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 9(Your name) felt a few tears slide down her cheek as two lovely maids began to smooth out the large white dress she was wearing.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 92 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You look most beautiful (your name)!" the blond one cried with glee.
"Indeed! Your so lucky!" the brunette commented.
(Your name) didn't say anything. She was only hoping Gilbert would swoop in and grab her. But he didn't.
'Maybe he left me.' she thought, sadness filling her eyes. 'What about our son..'
"You think so?" (your name) replied, wiping the tear that failed to fall. She didn't want to send off the wrong signals to the two ladies helping her. That would be the last thing she needed. It was nearly eleven at night, and the large fires outside began to burn brightly. The light hint of smoke filled her nostrils.
"Of course! King Ludwig for goodness sake!" the brown haired girl sighed and looked up and down at you. "Perfect!"
(Your name) glared at herself in the mirror. She dind't like it. She would have chosen the one she wore when she married Gilbert.
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 8"Pablo what's going on?!" (s/n) shouted, as the banging on the door increased.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 82 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pablo, angered, grabbed his little friend and made his way out the front door.
"What about my daddy?" (s/n) asked, some concern entering his bright red eyes.
"No time for that now!" Pablo pushed over a garbage can to get through the alley. "We have to watch ourselves."
"What did those men what?"
Pablo couldn't answer. He just didn't know the answer. Shouts came from down the street.
"There they go!"
Pablo growled, as he held his friend close as they made their way into another alley way. Before his next move could be made, he carefully dropped (s/n) into a big garbage can.
"Don't speak! Until morning okay!"
(S/n) knowing to listen to instructions, nodded. With that, Pablo covered the gardge lid over the boy, and raced off.
(Your name) nearly fainted, as she saw her white haired husband on his knees. She realized she was holding Ludwig's arm, and let go immediantly. Gilbert let out a frew short breath
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 19Gilbert glanced around again before pulling up his hood. Today was the day, or so he hoped. The day he would put things right, and no longer be seen as a threat. Once he entered the castle, he wouldn't leave until Ludwig was dead, even it he didn't make it out. He felt a light hand grasp his shoulder, before turning to see Marco with a worried look on his face.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 192 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Are you sure tonight is the night?" he asked, hoping to reasure his friend before he went and did something crazy.
"Zis is the night." Gilbert gave a sarcastic laugh. "If I wait any longer they'll be no reason to leave."
Marco knew he was serious, yet still felt concerned.
"Will you reagin the throne..after?"
There a short pause before Gilbert cleared his throat.
"I don't know."
Within moments, he had faded into the wind. Marco watched in awe, still worried, but also filled with hope that his friend would return.
(Your name) panted harshly, not daring to look around the corner for the man coming after her. She knew it
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 14Being civil about everything wasn't an option. Gilbert had to bribe, steal, and nearly gut his way to finding a boat that would take them back to their old town. People were saying that once a ship came into town, it was never allowed to leave in cause the king's apparent 'wife' somehow found a way on and escaped. What the unfortunate king didn't know what (Your name) had already left, and was now returning.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 142 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gilbert watched (Your name) pack the rest of her things, before taking them to the train station. They had already said goodbies to their children at (Your name)'s mothers-of course (Your name) could hardly live it down, but she knew her children would be strong.
She sat quietly on the train, writing letters she was already going to send her mother, while Gilbert slept quietly, holding her close without even knowing it. (Your name) smiled at the picture she brought of her children. She carefully placed it in her pocket, with hopes of seeing it every night before she went to bed.
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 4Trying to even mouth the words was impossible. Trying to stop it was not going to happen. Trying to believe you husband wasn't dead caused you to break down again, only to be picked back up by the soilders what were taking you to the castle up the hill. For what reason was unestablished yet, all you knew was you were most likely going to do something you'd regret. You didn't want to become a maid, or s slave for that matter. You wanted to be home. But that was gone now, and so was nearly half of your life. Your son was all you had, and now he was stuck on the street to defend for himself.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 42 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'God why..' was all you could think as you entered the gates and the rope around your neck was being tightened.
"Don't try anything." a tall yet chubby guard called as he pushed you through the castle garden.
You could have easily caused a ruccus and been shot right there, but thinking of (s/n) was your only reason for living. Maybe that could be a way out of here.
"I need my son! I must go back!"
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 10After a long pause between the couple, (Your name) spoke first.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 102 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Where have you BEEN?!" she cried angrily, only knowing she shouldn't be acting this way. If Gilbert hadn't saved her, she would have been back with Ludwig. Gilbert knew that himself, but still didn't want to be the only one being yelled at.
"I've been worried sick over YOU!" he shouted back, his eyes flaming already. (Your name) took this as the first fight they've had in a while, even thought they hardly spoke for a long time after (S/n) third birthday. (Your name) had no idea what was happening. She was only glad she was safe.
"I bet you thought I was DEAD!" your voice got deeper.
That shut Gilbert up immediantly. (Your name) 'humfed' in anger, and turned away from her husband.
"I thought you left for good that time."
Gilbert made a fist with his right hand. She knew it, and so did he. He had lied to them for so long.
"I'm sorry I couldn't tell you." he tired not to make eye contact. "I didn't want you to get worried ev
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 3It didn't take long to find the nearest house down a ways for poor (your name) and (son's name). The two friendly owners of the house let them in without needing to know who they were, seeing the child was well enough. (Your name) began to cough vitiously while her son was holding her close.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Why are you two out so early?! It's nearly dawn!" cried the older woman, who had put down her own needle and thread to give (your name) a hand.
"Fire." (s/n) replied bluntly. "My father is gone."
(your name) warpped an arm around the boy and kissed his cheek. He had no idea how proud she was of him. If only Gilbert were here...
"Where's your husband?!"
(Your name) didn't want to answer that.
'Oh well he left in the middle of night and we never saw him again because our house burnt down.' was what young (your name) thought, but it would only hurt the woman. All she was trying to do was help.
"We don't know where he is right now.." was all (your name) could mumble. "I don't know where he goes at nig
The Assassin's Wife~PrussiaxReader part 2The cries of anger and screams of sadness were muffled by the roaring of the fire and sound of burning wood. Gilbert was frozen in time, almost thinking his wife and child would just come from the ashes to greet him.The Assassin's Wife~PrussiaxReader part 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I don't dezerve zis!" he shouted as loud as his voice would handle it. Within moments he became parched and slowly wobbled his way the creek. Slurping up as much water as he could, the sound of horses ringed through his ears. Angered, he slowly raised the hood over his head and raced back to his burning house.
Two hungarian soliders were examining the burning building.
"Was this the assassin's house?" one replied in a somewhat content tone.
"I'm not sure. Word said there was a child in there.
"A child! The nerve to just barge in and burn it down!"
Gilbert became even more furious with the sound of those words. HIS son. HIS wife. THEY were both gone because of them.
"We should move on then." the first soilder to speak replied again.
"Indeed." the other said calling his hor
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 15(Your name) sighed as her shoes touched the streets once again. She was suddenly overwhelmed with all the people, it was much different from England. People were running around-some chasing chickens others playing around. There was Pablo in the distance, sitting cross-leged on top of a barrel with a few other boys to his side. He of course, had to act like he didn't know you, just in case the king new of his and Gilbert's contact. (Your name) and her husband were forced to wear large drapes over their heads to keep from being seen by guards. Pablo knew where was safe, and where wasn't. (Your name) followed her husband from a little distance, to make it look like they weren't together. She was still going mad over the fact that the king had been looking for her for two years! She thought it was purposterous. The day was seeming long after all the walking, until finally she told to enter the house through the back entrance.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 152 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As soon as she entered she was greeted by Marco with a hug. He h
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 11"Is that our.."The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 112 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Son?..I belive so.."
(Your name) and Gilbert stood perfectly still, as if the boy would fall under any sudden movement. There was a long pause until:
"OH MY GOD! MY SON IS ON THE ROOF!!" (Your name) screamed with a horrified look on her face. She was about to rip out her hair until Gilbert placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Calm down woman!" he replied. "I'll be right back!"
He took off faster than (Your name) could even have time to blink. He was already climbing up the tall building, and manuvering up the wall until he finally scooped up his son. (Your name) smiled as she could hear him laugh in his father's arms. They were finally a family, once again. It had been three long, tiring, and hopeless days they had been apart-each thinking the other was dead. (Your name) grabbed her son out the father's arms and held him close. He had just plunged a peice of cookie into his mouth, and began to cough slightly.
"(S/n) what were you doing?!" (your name) was still frantic. Gilb
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 13 ~Two Years Later~The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 132 years ago in Romance More Like This
Two years since Gilbert the assassin, and (Your name), his wife had been to the town they used to call home. After retreating from king Ludwig, and the city, they found a place in Europe, close to England, to find a new home away from the Hungarian soliders that threatened Gilbert's life. He still never gave up being an assassin, but that didn't mean he was gone all the time. Now, especially, since he had to stay at home with (Your name) most of the time and watch other their new born child (daughter's name). She was nearly a year old, and (S/n) just had his birthday, finally turning the age of five. (S/n), had grown to become more fond of his father, and leanred more from him each day. He was also quite a misfit, climbing up bookshelves to heights (your name) didn't even know he could reach, and dangeling from the chandelires. She began to wonder if it would ever end, but sometimes after tucking him into bed she knew he
The Assassin's Wife-PrussiaxReader"Time for bed." Gilbet Beilschmidt replied softly while kissing the forehead of his only child. The young one looked up and gave a smile to his father, before finally growing into a deep sleep. The white-haired man let out a deep breath before letting go of the three year old's little hand and making his way downstairs. He was then greeted by his fine wife _______, who sat in a rocking chair glaring into the fire peacefully. After nearly a month of constant traveling-not to mention traveling while carrying your son-the three of you had finally begun to settle down. As long as no Hungarian soliders were close by, they were safe.The Assassin's Wife-PrussiaxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"At least he's sleeping easier." Gilbert's wife replied before taking another light sip of her warm tea. "He never did before."
Gilbert had watched his son grow in his own footsteps, slowly becoming stronger with each day. Although..the white haired man did not want his son to be like him. He was not what his family thought he was. Underneath the exciting, and l
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 12King Ludwig sighed again. It was the first time he HADN'T gotten what he wanted. When he first saw (your name) sprawled on the ground in a heap, he thought maybe..he'd found his true love. He didn't know why a king with high standards as he would fall for her, but he just did. Only to discover..she was either married or in love with his own brother. He was angry.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 122 years ago in Romance More Like This
He thought about what he'd done that caused her to get away from his grasp. Looking at the bottle in his hand and frowned.
"I shouldn't have drunk you." he said the the half-empty filled bottle of beer. He remembered when his brother used to drink with him. They would laugh a lot, and sometimes go a little overboard. Then suddenly it all stopped. Gilbert gave up the throne, and let Ludwig run the kingdom to take off and live another life,which he ended up happily marrying (your name) and having a child, but of course the king didn't know that. He was heartbroken, and upset. If only (your name) wasn't married..maybe she would h
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 5After a few beers and some laughs Marco began to think his pal Gilbert was acutally getting over his all-to-soon past. It failed only a few moments later when Gilbert said he needed to go and left the bar. Marco took a while to get over his wife, but it took a lot more than beer and friends. His son Pablo got him through the rough edges, but for Gilbert..he had nothing.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 52 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Father father!" his son called for him outside the bar he was not allowed to enter. His father strode out a little on the drunken side and stared at his son.
"What is it my boy?" he asked with a foolish grin. Thinking of Marena made him upset again.
"May I go into town? The hangings are almost over!"
The boy was not allowed to play when soilders were around, or when the hangings were in session. Pablo was a good kid, and obeyed his father. Although he never met Gilbert's child, he assumsed he would just like his father.
"Yes you may son, go."
The boy left with two coins in his pocket, and a large grin.
Marco looked up
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 6It took a few moments, but (your name) was finally able to get to her feet. After more stomach pains, she was finally ready to go see King Ludwig. She was constantly thinking of her son and departed husband. Maybe if she worked as a slave she'd be able to buy a house..The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 62 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Miss _______?" a chubby young man entered the room you had just changed in. You gave a little smile before nearly hurling over in pain.
"King Ludwig is ready to see you now." he replied softly. With that, you took his hand and made you way into the dining hall. Maybe things would turn out for the better.
"What do you see?"
As the sun began to set, Marco and Gilbert made their way across the castle walls-flipping over and sneaking past guards that surrounded the patrol towers.
"We need to take a control tower if we want a better view." Marco implied before making a leap off the tall wall. He made a roll as soon as he hit the hard ground so the impact would be less great. Gilbert waited a few moments before bei
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 7 Pablo glanced from his window to the outside world. Seeing the lights from the castle glow in the distance made him wonder what his father was doing. He wished he was there to tell him stories, like he did every night. He remembered before his father left, he promised he'd tell him a story when he got home. It was passed dark now. Although Pablo knew he father went out all the time, he still couldn't help but wish. Pablo then felt something cold touch his hand. He turned to see little (s/n) looking into his eyes.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader part 72 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"What are you doing?"
Pablo didn't dare say anything-thinking if he said the wrong thing the child would go insane-but he gave in seeing the child so down.
"Waiting, you could say. For my father.."
"And my father!" the boy interrupted with a big grin. "He's awesome!"
Pablo smiled, for the boy indeed thought the same as he. However no matter how many times his father went out..Pablo was always worried that one day he would never return.
Gilbert finally managed to get
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader~Run away ChoiceGilbert and (your name) awoke that morning, with smiles on their faces. Their decision had been made. They were goint to run away. No castle, no throne, no city. Going back to the way they used to.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader~Run away Choice2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert quickly packed his small amount of clothing, along with (your name). They would send word on a ship to bring their things from England.
A smile appeared on (your name)'s face, as she finally closed the last case. Everything was packed, now all was left what the children.
"Where are we going mommy?" (s/n) rubbed his eyes, as his mother scopped him from his bed, and downstairs where Gilbert was getting the bags outside.
"Home, darling." you replied, kissing his forhead.
"Marco!" Gilbert shouted, waiting a few moments for his half-drunk friend to waltz downstairs.
He pulled his friend into a hug, and handed him a note.
"Give this to the guard. It's from me. Take it was a gift."
Marco peeked into the note, but was stopped.
"Wait until we leave." Gilbert smiled, taking his wife and son's
The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader FINMarco handed another pint of beer over to Gilbert, taking a swig of his own in the process. He let out a deep breath, before wrapping an arm around the random girl next to him, only to be harshly pushed away, and dropped onto the floor.The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader FIN2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert lifted his friend off the ground, and back down the not as busy street to his dimly lit home where (your name) was softly singing to (s/n) and (d/n). Even though (d/n) was already asleep, (S/n) just looked from his mother, over to Gilbert and the drunken man. Marco's son Pablo laughed a little, before pulled (S/n) into his lap.
"How was he this time?" Palbo whispered.
Gilbert turned to give the boy a funny smile.
"Better zan before."
Pablo felt a little relived, and held (S/n) in his lap, watching him relax to his mother's voice.
Everything was back to normal. There was no worrying. No guards posted everywhere. No need to hide anymore. Gilbert, (your name) and their children were finally free.
What seemed to have been only a day, was actually tw
The Assassin's Wife PrussaixReader~Throne choice!Gilbert and (your name) woke up the next morning, both with the choise on their minds. After their disgussion last night, they finally had come to an agreement. Gilbert would take the throne, as he is the rightful eair. Since he also had children, they could take his place in the future, and the kingdom would be at peace.The Assassin's Wife PrussaixReader~Throne choice!2 years ago in Romance More Like This
However...Gilbert would have to give up his assasin duties, leaving Marco one of the few left. (Your name) knew how much pain it must have been, but Gilbert knew that the only reason everything happened in the first place..was being an assassin.
As he woke up, he stared blankly as his assassin knives and guns, and sighed.
(Your name) hugged him from behind, and kissed the back of his neck softly.
"We chose right (your name)." her husband replied. "We will be better zan Ludwig ever was.."
Days after, Gilbert and his family entered the castle, and had everyone bow to him. Although he hardly knew anything about the caslte-only re
Doctor!Prussia x Reader: VIDoctor!Prussia x Reader: VI2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Day Thirty Six
You blushed as he pulled you in closer. Alfred began to laugh at Gilbert. You looked for Peter who was already hiding behind you. Katyusha and Natalia were in front of both Gilbert and you protecting you from the laughing demon.
"Gilbert Bielschmidt? I thought you were dead?" Alfred laughed. Gilbert looked at the demon confused. He was very much alive; others could see him, not only you. He was breathing and living. Alfred laughed then smirked at both of you.
"You really have no idea do you?" Alfred smirked, he finally left the body of the man he was in and was in his original form, "How about you ask those brats there? I'm pretty sure they have the answers you want."
Then, he was gone. He vanished; no longer there in front of both of you. Gilbert had not loosened his grip on your waist and your face had not cooled down either. The Prussian starred down at the floor trying to make sense of things. The three men on floor were unconscious an