"Am I going to be here long? I do have more important things to be doing you know."
She looked around the room of Templars, Haytham's ever growing smirk catching her eye. "I guess Connor has informed you of our plans for his native homeland?" "Ah. Yes, forcing innocent people out of their homes for your own personal developments and here I was thinking the Templar Order had gone soft."
His smirk faded slightly. " The Templars are anything but soft, my dear." She looked over and matched the voice to the face. The infamous Charles Lee, probably the most cocky and arrogant Templar after Haytham.
"Oh. Hayham's lap dog can speak for himself." She sneered, until realised she shouldn't have said that when she was on the reviving end of a hard slap around the face. "Hayham,get what information you want and then send the bitch on her way."
One year since I updated this story, woah. Hopefully I will be able to update more often. Sorry for short chapter getting back into the swing of things
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An Assassin's Weakness
FanfictionMary Jane Williams is always ready for anything life might throw her way. Unfortunately, she didn't prepare for this turn of events.
