~And when your fantasies

Become you legacy

Promise me a place

In your House of Memories~

THEATER OF WAR

Summary

"Yes. I am not a spy.

No. I do not want to be one.

You'll ask why am I here, then?

Because this is the only place I know as home.

A home that took away everything I once loved.

That is the reason why I do not train or fight down there to save the world, but stay up here and make sure your suits are bulletproof." she answered and folded piece of dark fabric and putted it back on the side of a table.

"So.. you'r' tailor?" he asked and raised an eyebrow at her.

"And you're a spy." She said looking at him pointedly and picking up the scissors and twirling them in her delicate fingers. Letting her eyes fall down to the table she started carefully cutting away next piece of fabric.

"You look pretty badass for a tailor." he said watching her way with scissors.

"I'm Eggsy, by the way." he said. And a hand appeared in girl's field of vision. She slowly raised her eyes to meet his.

"The new agent Galahad..." she narrowed her eyes at him and shook his hand. In her book he looked as another reckless agent who will make her life that much harder.

"Sophie." girl smiled politely. And the smile she received from him might as well light up whole damn city.

Hey, guys!

I am back with a new book. I have wanted to write this for so long, you have no idea.

For those you still are waiting for IDMDFY then I have not abandoned it. I will finish that one. And that it is not on hold. I just need to get this out of my system first.

So I really hope that you'll enjoy this book!

Manners. Maketh. Man.

So, hail Satan and have a lovely afternoon, madam!