• 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘢

𝟒. 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀

It came as no surprise that when you returned to join your friend outside, you were questioned about your tardiness. You simply blamed it on getting lost, which wasn't a complete lie. Enough to not have to recall the towering woman once more.

The remaining hours of the afternoon passed by swiftly, everyone gathering with their respective groups to have lunch and then go about their own duties. You all had to settle down in the bedrooms that had been cleared out for your stay, dragging the luggage up to the third flood, where they were located.

Out of the corner of your eye you could see Yosefine walk up to you, with a little glee in her step as she approached you, smile plastered on her face. Something was up, you could tell. Perhaps she had broken something and was looking for advise on getting away with it; nobody ever knew what the woman was up to.

"Y/N, do you have a moment?"

Folding up a skirt from the pile you were sorting out, you nodded up at her as you stood up from your crouching position. Other girls were gathered around in the room, taking up their own tasks whilst chit chatting here and there with each other.

"Now I know this is going to sound obscure, but bare with me here. I met this guy earlier and wow...you have got to see him"

You gave her a knowing look: there she was again with her unsurprising ministrations. How had you not considered the topic of a man being the reason for her approach? Nevertheless, you waited for her to continue her explanation, bringing your hands together in front of you.

"Getting straight to the point, we're supposed to meet up tomorrow evening, but you know how Mrs. Henzler is...I only just get away with it back at the tavern, I'm sure she'll kill me if she sees me sneaking around at night in this old, shabby house"

"Wait, let me guess, you need me to cover for you"

It wasn't exactly difficult to get at what she was saying. Almost every woman in the group had given a hand to Yosefine at least once. You were all like a big family, and favours were constantly being passed around. You supposed it was your turn to help out this time.

"Precisely. Gosh, Y/N, you're always too good at this"

Giving her an amused scoff, you listened as she explained the plan you were to follow the next day. Put simply, you were going to accompany her to one of the rooms on the second floor, and then act as if you were going to do the laundry, at midnight.

It wouldn't be the first time that this strategy would be used: Mrs. Henzler was well aware that the laundry was constantly being forgotten, so as long as it was getting done, she wouldn't pay any notice on the hour of the day.

Afterwards, you would return to your room, as Yosefine would leave alongside the group of men the following morning, infiltrating between them. Truly a mater plan.

"Great! Remind me that I owe you one after that, okay?"

You didn't mind taking up the favour, though you spent the evening before dinner roaming the halls with some other girls, to try and get a bit more familiarised with the surroundings, so as to not repeat what had happened just earlier that day.

The next day was the first time you were all called to the courtyard to spend a few hours in what they called "training". It consisted in small combats between fellow group members, and then against the others, so as to see what skills you all had, and how they were going to be used in for the attack. The volunteers needed to know who they were working with.

Knives and fists were thrown around at such a speed that, had anyone passed by the scene, they would consider it a near war-like scenario. It spiralled into a pit of combat when the women were paired up with members of the other group, and it's an understatement to say that they went easy on each other.