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"WHAT DO YOU WANT ALTAIR!"
i shout at my mentor and friend as we wakes me up.
"time to get off your lazy butt and train."
he tells me and i groan and throw a pillow at him.
"you wanna be like me right?"
he asks and i sigh.
"sleep is more important."
i tell him and he sighs and pulls my blanket off me.
"no assassinating templars is more important."
he tells me and i open my eyes. i blink away the blurriness to see him standing there with his arms crossed, his hair all messed up with his hood down, and my blanket in his hand.
"whatever, just leave so i can get up and dressed without scarring you for life."
i tell him and he sighs.
"nice try, not falling for that again. im staying right here."
he said as he took a seat on my bed.
"its your life thats getting scarred, not mine."
i tell him as i get up and get dressed. i throw on my assassin robes, weapons, and hidden blade. i turn back to Altair to see him fiddling with his blade.
"can i look up now?"
he asks and i chuckle.
"lets go you poor soul."
i tell him and he gets up. we put our hoods up and walk out of my room. we train for a little while before a man approached us. he was covered in blue leather with his hood up. he was breathing heavily as he stopped in front of us.
"where..... can i..... find..... master..... Altair and.... (y/n)?"
he asked as he catches his breath again.
"why do you need them?"
i asked the man and he turned his attention from Altair to me. with our hoods up all you could see was out lips and chin, but with his hood you could see halfway up his nose and a little bit of his eyes.
"i am Arno Dorian, i was sent for them by the brotherhood of France."
he said as he pulled his hood down. he had brown eyes and brown hair that was tied back.
"get your hood up!"
Altair ordered as Altair pulled arnos hood back up.
"but its hot! who are you two anyways?"
Arno asked and Altair sighed.
"masters Altair and (y/n)."
Altair said and Arno's eyes went wide.
"well masters im glad to have finally met you."
he tells us and we nod.
"so tell us why it is you have come all the way to Syria. "
i said as we began walking back towards Masyaf castle.
"i was told i could be trained by (y/n). many good things have been heard about you guys in the french brotherhood."
Arno told us and we nodded.
"yes the Syrian brotherhood is a strong one and we will gladly train you."
Altair said and Arno smiled.
"that is good. do you have a room in witch i may sleep?"
he asked us and we lead him to the room between altars and mine. we also handed him one of our master assassin robes as his were really heavy and thick.
The next day we woke Arno up and began his training. but dering his training a male approched me with a letter. he handed it to me, bowed, then took off.
dear (y/n)
hello, it is Lancelot and Gabriel . we need you to come back as we have found out something you will want to hear. we dont want to keep you long so it will only be a week at the most. we also need to talk some things over as well. rumors have reached us that you are to be engaged! if this is true we ask that you bring the man in witch you are betrothed to.
love, Lancelot and Gabriel.
i read the letter and turned back to Altair and Arno.
"im sorry guys but my family back home needs me. There all the way back home in mother Russia. i must go, they said they needed to speak with me on some matters."
I told them and Altair nodded.
"please, allow us to accompany you."
Arno offerd and Altair nodded in agreement. My eyes went wide with fear and i felt a blush rise to my cheeks.
"no need, i can go alone."
i said and i took my leave. i knew they would tail me all the way back home.
I packed up my saddle bag and took the fastest horse the brotherhood has. i saddled him up and took off away from Masyaf. i rode all day and made camp at on oasis. the next morning i took off again and continued this all the way until i got to Russia.
As soon as i entered the Russian palace gates my brothers were by my side. my family had a high place in Russian society.
"sister how was your trip back to our cold climate?"
Lancelot, one of my brothers, asked as i climbed off the horse. as soon as my feet hit the snow i shivered. In Syria we wore thin boots because of the sand, here they ware bear fur and camel leather boots because of the snow.
"it was long, cold, and boring."
i tell them as we walk into the palace. we all soon sat down and began our talk.
"so what we wanted to tell you was that father was a te-"
Gabriel, my other brother said but was cut off by a knock at the door. Lancelot sighed as he stood up to get the door.
"ALTAIR GET OFF ME! ITS JUST SNOW!"
i heard arno scream as Lancelot opened the door. i turned to look only to find Altair forcing Arno to give him a piggy back ride.
" i dont care! its went and when it gets warm, it turns into water."
Altair grumbled as he climbed off Arno.
"well come on it i guess."
Lancelot said as he shut the door behind them.
"What are you two doing here?"
i asked them and they smiled. Arno removed his hood but Altair kept his hood up.
"Like heck we were going to let you come up here all alone."
Altair said and i sighed.
"who are these people?"
Gabriel asked as he stood up next to me.
"right brothers meet Altair and Arno, Altair and Arno meet my brothers Lancelot and Gabriel."
i said and they all just starred at each other.
"are one of you two marrying her?"
Lancelot said with a stone cold glare directed at Altair.
"no. were only her friends."
Altair snapped back as he walked over and took a seat next to me.
"what brotherhoods are you two from?"
Gabriel asked as he and Lancelot took there seats back in front of me while arno sat in a chair off to the side.
"im from the French brotherhood and like (y/n), Altair is from the Syrian brotherhood."
Arno said and my brothers relaxed.
"GUARDS!"
Lancelot shouted and two guards walked in.
"yes your highness."
they spoke in sync as they stood tall.
"find these two men rooms near mine and Prince Lancelot and Prince(ness) (y/n)'s."
Gabriel orderd and they all left the rooms.
"so as you were saying."
i said and both of my brothers sighed.
"we found out mom was an assassin and dad was a Templar. do you rember of that huge indecent that happen a few years ago in the French brotherhood with their past master assassin? Master Charles Dorian?"
Lancelot asked me and i nodded. so thats why Arno's name sounded familiar.
"well our father is the man that killed him. Apparently mother ran away with us after she found out father was a templar. when mother came here she found and married peter. father was just transferred to our prison about a week ago."
Gabriel explained and i gasped.
" i know its a lot to take in."
Lancelot said and i nodded.
"how do you feel?"
Gabriel asked and i looked at him.
"i dont know. i feel this lump in my throat and my mind is blank."
i tell them and they pull me into a hug.
"i think i should go get some sleep now."
i tell them and they nod and let me go. a guard leads me to my room and when i walk in i find Altair passed out on the bed and Arno passed out on the floor. i climb in bed next to my best friend and fall asleep.
"wake up! come on kid wake up!"
i hear Altair shout and i spring up out of bed. i jump up and land on the ground. an 'omph' comes out of Arno as i grab my hidden blade and slide it on my wrist.
"calm down (y/n). you were crying in your sleep. whats wrong?"
Altair asked me and i felt my cheeks.
"can you get off me before you explain, id like to be able to have kids one day."
Arno said with a voice full of pain. thats when i realized i was standing on his private area.
"sorry."
i tell him as i get off of him. he sighs and gives me a small smile.
"explain."
Altair said and i sighed.
"its my real father. i found out that hes the same man that killed Arno's father. im a hybrid Altair!"
i shout at him as i burst down into tears once more. Altair holds me close as Arno stomps out of the room.
"not to mention hes here is Russia as well."
i whisper and Altair nods.
"its okay, how about we go and visit your father."
He tells me and i nod. both of us fix ourselves up and we walk out of my room. Both of us get Russian master assassin robes so we put them on instead of out Syrian ones. we walk to the prison and to my fathers cell.
"Mr.Cormac."
Altair says as the figure on the bed stands up. he walks towards us and into the light of the torch. the man does look like me but thats the end of it. we are nothing alike.
"i see they have finally brought my daughter back to me."
my father says as he tries to hug me. i punch him in the nose and he stumbles backwards.
"no. you may be my father but he have nothing in commen. you have no right to call me your daughter. yes, i may be here because of you but you didnt raise me. your a templar who seeks to destroy the world. i am an assassin who wants freedom and peace. i came to see you so that i can have one last look at you before you hang from the gallows."
i tell him and i turn on my heel and walk out. Altair follows after me and we head back to the palace. When we arrive back we find Arno talking with Gabriel in the kitchen. Altair and i listen in.
"so what are your intentions for wanting to marry (y/n)?"
Gabriel asks.
"She just seems like a good wife."
Arno said and i gasped.
"But do you wanna know something Arno?"
Gabriel asked.
"might as well know now."
Arno spoke.
"Altair asked me the same thing last night. here in Russia when two men want to marry the same woman, they have to fight for her."
Gabriel said and i shrugged. Altair has been wanting to marry me but he never got the chance to ask my brothers.
"oh, i see."
Arno says and we hear a chair scrape against the floor. the door opened and Altair threw himself at Arno.
"Altair get off me! you can have the girl!"
Arno yelled and Altair stood up.
"good, now run back home little french boy."
Altair growled as he pulled me into a kiss. Arno stomps out of the room and Altair smirks against my lips.
"now i can marry you my queen."
Altair tells me and i smile.
"yes the queen and her assassin lover. what could possibly go wrong?"