[That’s enough to pique Jacob’s attention, and his brow furrows at the question. When? What a weird question, but all right.]

I told you already: the British Brotherhood, stationed in London. [Unofficially, anyway. He and Evie never actually got official approval to hop on a train bound for London, they just…did it. Maybe it’s official now that they’ve cleared out all the Templar leaders in London?]

As for when, it’s 1868. About—thirty years, I think, from Queen Victoria’s coronation? [A beat.] You do know who Queen Victoria is, right?