#master jacob

Jacob: I want to go sailing again, but now my friends and I are going to the mountains by Lalo's car. I think we're all going to have a lot of fun. To be honest, I'm ready to go to any fun and exciting place where I can have fun, spend time with friends and play my own music!

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HOW ABOUT BOTH

34. “Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

She was hesitant to knock on the door, but Lady Temple had said he wanted to speak to her. She could just pretend that she’d forgotten, and Eleanor and she could leave for King’s City before the weather worsened.

But her conscience wouldn’t allow it. And leaving before addressing the unspoken would just make a larger mess of things. It would be best to simply get it over with and not drag it out awkwardly.

Ava knocked smartly and waited.

It was already scandalous for her to be in his private sitting room. A young woman in his mother’s employ, unchaperoned and not family. Had the situation been any alternative, she would not entertain his request.

“You can enter, I’m decent!” he yelled through the door.

And Ava opened the door, every fiber in her body refusing to step over the threshold into a Lord’s bedroom.

What she could see was an absolute disaster. Clothing, probably dirty, was strewn into piles. More was on an armchair, accompanied by what appeared to be his Guards cloak. Books were haphazardly stacked in the corners, on his desk, and there was even more books sticking out of the blankets at the food of his bed.

Ellie slipped among the crowd, bobbing her head in hello to Lords and Ladies and Barons and Duchess, all while keeping one eye out for Duncan, and another for Vincent. She had drastically different reasons for looking for them.

Anthony had told her that Vincent was looking for her, and so Ellie had taken it upon herself to seek him sooner than later and simply get the unpleasantness over with before the ball went into full swing.

Duncan… that was entirely personal.

She could feel her cheeks getting warm.

Don’t blush, don’t blush, don’t blush.

Ellie rounded a table of towering desserts, and-

“Oh, Ellie, thank the stars you’re here.” Beth Caldwell linked arms with her and proceeded to tug her towards the stairs. “I heard dear Jacob’s back, and I need you to hep me fix my hair so I can look.. oh, what’s the word…” She waved her hand, nearly taking Ellie’s nose off with her rings. “Alluring. From afar. Come on, come on, I need to make sure he sees me!”

Ellie was pulled up the stairs to the balcony overseeing the ballroom. “My Uncle Jacob?”

“Naturally.”

“I- Why him?” She frowned in confusion, tucking her fan away as Beth handed her pins, gesturing to her looser curls.

“You’ve seen him. So tall, so dashing…”

Please, no.

Ellie froze, a pin halfway into Beth’s bun. “I live with him. Believe me, he’s not the sort you want to chase after. He leaves his boots lying everywhere and is rather rude on occasion.”

Beth patted her hair, deeming it satisfactory. “I’ve got my feminine charms to get him into shape. He won’t be leaving his boots in hallways if I’m the one to take them off him.” She flounced along the railing, fan batting her single curl just so and looking down on the ballroom through her eyelashes.

Stars above. You’re not going to get anywhere with him unless you’re made of parchment and a spine and are literally a book.

“Beth, my uncle doesn’t have time for courting-”

“So he thinks-”

“And he’s not looking to be courting anyone-”

“Love usually takes us by surprise-”

“And he most certainly isn’t going to be-” 

Ellie was cut off as Beth whirled, smile plastered on over frigid eyes. “You’re distracting me and it’s very irritating. Go… go dance with someone,” she hissed.

She stepped back and whirled with indignity. Forced indignity, because it was much easier to escape one of Beth’s escapades when she was utterly fed up with her, but Ellie had to keep up appearances regardless. So she left with her chin high and a stiff pace.

“Eleanor.”

Ellie said a particularly foul word and turned to face Vincent. He was lurking along the railing where the candlelight. “You’re rather hard to track down, you know.”

“Sorry for wanting to avoid…” He trailed off, catching sight of Beth over the ballroom. “What in the hell is she doing?”

“Beth has taken a fancy to my Uncle Jacob.”

“Stars watch over him.” Vincent looked completely appalled.

“Exactly.” Ellie tapped her fan on the railing. “So… what did you wish to talk about? Anthony seemed rather adamant that I speak to you. Finally going to apologize with your own words, or did another Master volunteer to teach you how to be nice?”

His glare could’ve frozen a raging bonfire before he finally broke eye contact. Vincent shifted awkwardly. “I… I’m sorry. I didn’t know how you came into the Guards. Master David told me once he found out what happened.” He was silent for a beat, then looked over at her. “I am sorry.”

There was a pain lurking under his eyes that she couldn’t look at.

“Was that so hard?” she teased back.

His scowl was the answer.

“If it means anything, I’m glad you’re back to your usual irritable self.”

Vincent’s scowl turned sarcastic. “I’m honored it makes you happy, dear Eleanor.” He nodded at Beth, who, from the looks of it, was still trying to catch Jacob’s eye. “What’s her plan?”

Ellie made a face. “I don’t think she’s got one, honestly. I managed to sneak away after telling her that my lovely Uncle is neither wants nor is searching for love. Her response was that love takes people by surprise.”

“I’ve heard it can.”

A flash of gold below caught her eye and she looked down.

Duncan was smiling up at her. He winked when he saw that she’d noticed him.

“Pardon me, Vincent, but there’s a dance I feel I’m about to be offered.” She curtsied politely and turned towards the stairs.

“Ellie.”

She paused. Vincent barely called her by her chosen name, her real name. Always Eleanor, always the fake name, always to get under her skin. She looked over her shoulder at him.

He looked tired in the candlelight. “I… Look, I know tracking can be hard to understand at first. If you want… I… I can help you. So next time you can keep up with us.”

She was almost suspicious of the offer. Vincent… being nice? But then he’d apologized, and he’d been civil towards her since the incident. “Alright. Thank you.”

He held her gaze for heartbeat before looking away, usual glower on his face. “Now go dance with your… whatever he is to you.”

Ellie beamed at him and skipped towards the stairs.

Duncan was waiting at the bottom for her. “Ellie.”

“Duncan.”

Stop blushing, stop blushing.

She took his offered hand. “Might I assume you’re going to lead me to the dance floor?”

“You would be assuming correctly.” He paused at the edge of the crowd, watching the dancers, looking for a gap for them to enter in-

Ellie was spun forward, his hand on her waist and guiding her into the middle of the dance floor. He twirled her around, grinning. “Duncan- Duncan, you’re going to make me dizzy-”

“Oh, I make you lightheaded, Miss Ellie?”

She couldn’t hide her giggles.

Duncan grinned and pulled her close as the song slowed. “I- Stars above, what is my cousin doing now?”

“Beth?” Ellie didn’t dare look up and see what she was currently doing, lest she end up with some very unladylike giggles.

“Yes. She… what in the heavens…” He was failing at hiding a smile.

“Well, you see, Beth has taken a fancy to my Uncle Jacob.”

“Oh dear.”

Ellie nodded sagely. “Exactly. So she’s attempting to catch his attention to look… her word was alluring.”

His mouth twitched. “That is not remotely near how she looks.” He strode forward, keeping them in time to the music. Her skirts swirled around them, his hand warm in her’s. Ellie found herself trying to hide her laughter when he messed up a move and ended up being the one to spin in place.

Some characters in my book.

Miss Ava Tremain, Ellie’s governess and the bane of Master Jacob’s existence

Lord Jacob Temple, Ellie’s fake uncle and her Guard Master. Also the bane of Miss Ava’s existence.

Okay, Mark's parents. Most likely, I have very little relationship with them. The fact is that I don't see them as often as I would like. Maybe only at school and that depends on why. That's why I have nothing to do with them.

Principal Richard? Seriously?

I swear, I didn't know that he was a member of the Classic Unigang. I probably treat him normally, not so much because he helped my family, but because he went through difficult times. I can get it. As a principal, he is boring ofc, but full of ambition.

It's funny, but we are the ones who love pizza more than Unikingdom citizens, and we have it so delicious that we cry. As for President Puppycorn, he's pretty cool, smart, and knows what we all need. He invested in the development of what we wanted and expected so much, and also appreciated our pizzas.

I have a very warm family relationship with Sister Unikitty. She is one of my main inspirations, because if it weren't for her, I wouldn't understand what friendship is and how to make friends. My dads and I are grateful to her for a lot, so she's almost like an older sister to me.

In addition to Former Master Frown and Brock, there are other gay couples in Frowntown, they just had to hide their feelings and not advertise them on the territory of the city during the rule of the former president. This was the case with many indigenous FT citizens who do not have relatives from other regions so that they can register a marriage.

Two other guys also wanted to register a marriage, but they were refused, and also because one of them did not have a second citizenship in order to circumvent the laws of Frowntown.

But soon, when the power in the city changed, Norville and Del became one of the first to register a civil marriage. In addition, they did not expect that at some point they would become "rivals" of another pair of lovebirds – Former MF and Brock.

Norville is a programming teacher. His parents are from different regions. He plays and develops various games, but specializes more in creating websites. A little hesitant and almost got rid of acne (but they remained on the chin). He gave his husband a smartwatch. He decided to switch to remote work in order to have more time with his and Del's child together.

Del (short for Delivery) still works as a courier, but it's enough to have more time for their child together with Norville. He takes an online course to improve his skills. He is one of the devoted BrockRocks93's fans and has a personal dislike for Former Master Frown.

And their kid Dakota. They are still a preschooler and have already set themselves the goal of becoming The Youngest Air Guitar Champion On The Uniplanet. They wear glasses and braces.

In general, yes, the Frown Rocks family has good "rivals", but don't worry, they do it for fun and in general they all respect each other (except Del and Alan in particular), and they are not the only one to be the only noticed gay couple from Frowntown, right?)

Are you kidding?

Unikitty is almost like an older sister to me. She played with me, showed me interesting places and organized cool parties, which were then coolly destroyed by Papa Frown!

She influenced both my dads and me very much because of her strong positivity and a lot of ideas. We were so close, which is why I call her Sister Unikitty. Let it confuse Uncle Puppycorn, ha-ha!

I like her kingdom and I have nothing against it. My friends and I always visited this place when we were kids or when we had parties, and now we go to the UniOn High School for EveryOne, which is located in Unikingdom.