Assassin's Creed II: Connections

Chapter XI

GAH! I'm so sorry I haven't updated this recently. I've been so busy with school. T.T

Well I hope you enjoy it. :) I'll try harder!

Saber

A midnight breeze was all you needed. The soft wind brushing against your face, along with the magificent view of the city. You were laying on your bed, the window adjacent to your face. Your arms were extended upwards, holding a book you were reading with both hands into the air.

BUT when their flight had taken them past the trench and the set

stakes, and many had fallen by the hands of the Danaans, the

Trojans made a halt on reaching their chariots, routed and pale

with fear. Jove now woke on the crests of Ida, where he was lying

with golden-throned Juno by his side, and starting to his feet he

saw the Trojans and Achaeans, the one thrown into confusion, and

the others driving them pell-mell before them with King Neptune

in their midst.

It was the second time you were reading the epic. You loved reading such inspiring literature such as The Illiad by Homer. After a while, instinct and reflexes had caused you to turn your head left, out the window. You quickly dropped the book without thinking, and hurried closer to the opened window and gasped.

It was a man. He was perched upon one of the rooftops of Rome, with white robes and a hood pulled up, making it quite difficult to see his face. But there was no doubt. That was the man you had met so long ago at that party.

Ezio Auditore da Firenze.