The Assassin's Wife PrussiaxReader Part 16

Gilbert 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.
"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 his breath, but (Your name) tried not to be angry. She wrapped her arms around him, and smiled, kissing his shoulder.
"Shall we continue?~"

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           Another squeal came from (D/n), as (S/n) held her close. Once they finally got out of the bag and off the boat, he trudged through the city, hoping they would spot someone soon. Luckily he was too short, and no one hardly noticed him. The white haired boy stopped when he saw a group of guards all sharing a pint a few feet away.
"Can't you believe it!" one of them shouted with a chuckle.
"That bastard is STILL looking for her. What a dunce!"
(S/n) tried to muffle the squealing (d/n)'s noises, but couldn't. He took a few steps back, before bumping into a tall barrel that fell over and began to roll away. That caused certain bits of attention now, because quite a few eyes were on him. Only a few went back to their business, until a few of the guards-ones that had been on duty to the king years ago-looked at the child and noticed the exact resemblance of the price Gilbert.
"That looks like.."
"Nah..can't be.."
"What if..he.."
"Couldn't have! Had he?"
The child was already out of sight before their conclusions could be made.
Running around town, he finally saw Pablo's house and opened the door. However, there was nobody inside. He searched the area until there was no rooms left. He placed baby (D/n) with a blanket so he could quickly check outside. By the time he got back she was trying to crawl away. He only laughed and scooped her up again. After only a few cries, she finally relaxed in her brother's arms. He wondered if that plump lady still lived where she did.

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              "My king!"
The so known wise king Ludwig, looked up from his meal with a hint of envy in his eyes. He was seeking to find someone new, since the one and only (Your name) he loved, had dissapered. She must have gotten on a boat before the law was passed, he thought, sadly placing his cup on the table.
"We have the report for today."
"Read it zen."
After the day (Your name) left with Gilbert-and their child, unknown to the king of course-he made a law that if anything strange, or if they ran into anyone peculiar in the city they HAD to report it. All the guards did. It also kept him up-to-date in things going on in the city. The guard opened the scroll containing that day's ''strange'' events.
"For starters, a baby was found left on a doorstep."
The king sighed. Nothing he cared about.
"Two young women died today in a house fire, this morning."
That was sad, the king knew. But things happened.
"Uh..a drunk man was shouting strange things about his friend Gilbert and such and an old woman-"
"WHAT?!?"
"An old woman..?"
"No! Before zat!"
The guard looked over the scroll again.
"A drunk man was shouting in the streets about his friend 'Gilbert'. Two guards went to investigate, and found a man and his wife, and a child in the house. The child most likely belonged to the drunk man, sir."
The king rubbed his chin. So his brother was back. And obviously the woman was (Your name). It had to be.
"Well sir?"
"Do the guards that reported zis..know where zey found zem?"
The guard carrying the scroll shook his head.
Ludwig seemed to be angered by this.
"Fine zen. Search the entire city tomorrow morning! Find all ze' girls with (h/l) (h/c) hair, and (e/c) eyes!"

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            (Your name) awoke to her happy sleeping husband beside her. She yawned and put her clothes back on, humming to herself while she parted her hair the way it normally was. Gilbert was having another bad dream again-the same one as before-only (Your name) didn't know. The dream seemed like some kind of sign to Gilbert, and it worried him. He shook awake again, and looked up to see (Your name) fizing her shirt. He smiled before scooting over and pulling her down into the bed with him before lavishing her with kisses.
"Good morning!" (Your name) laughed, a big smile planted on her face. "Have a good sleep?"
Gilber sighed, before rubbing the back of his head.
"A strange dream."
(Your name) became more interested. She leaned against her pillow and nodded for him to go on.
"You left me for Ludwig."
Her mouth dropped open.
"I would NOT!" she cried, before playfully hitting her husband.
The two heard a soft groan, and a light tapping on the door. It opened just as fast to reveal a tired Pablo.
"Gilbert." he replied rubbing his eyes, still tired. He must have been up late watching over his dad. "Marco's gone."

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               The plump lady looked just the same, as she opened the door and discovered the white haired boy and this time a little baby with him. His big eyes pleaded for help. She let him in without any hesitation.
"Would you like a cookie?" she replied, in which the boy gladly took the cookie. She playfully patted his head.
"You've grown!" she said with a shock.
"I'm five now." (S/n) replied biting the cookie. They tasted amaazing, the best he ever had. (D/n) began to cry softly, and Mrs. Goodie picked her up with a shocked look on her face.
"Who is this?!"
"My sister." the boy replied.
Mrs. Goodie looked at the gorgoues baby with full admiration.
"Where's your parents?"
"Don't know."
Mrs. Goodie sighed, before looking down on the baby again, as it slowly fell asleep in her arms.