I was sitting in the Cafe Theatre, sipping on my coffee, looking out the window, marveling at the busy streets of Paris. A waiter walked past me, politely asking if I wanted any more cream with my coffee. I declined, and continued to look out the window. I got distracted by a play that was about to begin. Just as I was about to get lost in the piece of work by Sophie Trenet, a piece I have seen several times, titled Lost in Memphis, I heard a voice come from behind me.

"François."

I knew the voice from someone I knew. I turned around to see Elise de la Serre, my mother and fellow Council member.

"Yes, Mother?" I asked, as I looked down at an envelope in her hand.

"A courier gave me this letter this morning. It is from Crawley. He told me to give this to you." She replied, as she handed the letter to me. "It is urgent, according to him."

"Thank you, Mother." I said, bowing my head. She bowed her head as well, and began her walk back to the headquarters.

From Crawley, I thought, as I opened the letter. Definitely looks like Juliette's handwriting.

I began to read the letter.

François,

After several months of research, I have discovered the possible resting place of a legendary figure in Greece. My mentor, Leonard Frye, has given me permission to investigate, but I need a second set of hands to help me, as Samuel is on a mission in India. If you receive this letter, please visit me in Crawley as soon as possible. I look forward to discussing this more in person.

Sincerely your loving sister,

Juliette M. Dorian

I folded the letter, and placed it into my pocket.

"Well, it looks like I'm going to Crawley." I whispered to myself, before I finished off my coffee, and began my walk down to the Assassin headquarters.

I arrived in the Assassin headquarters beneath the Cafe, and walked up the stairs. I turned to my left to see my mother, talking with Bettina Percee, about different types of strategies. I approached the table, and cleared my throat.

"Excuse me, Mother, But may I speak to you in private?"

Elise nodded her head, and reassured Bettina that they would talk later. She followed me to my quarters, where I quietly closed the door behind me. Elise sat down at my desk, and turned to face me.

"I read that letter from Juliette. She claims to have found the resting place of a legendary Greek figure." I began, drawing interest from my mother. "She wishes for me to visit with her in Crawley to learn more about this, and possible go to its location in the country."

Elise stroked her chin.

"Why does she want you to go with her?" She asked curiously. "She isn't able to go with her husband?"

"He is currently on a mission in India." I replied. "It's the main reason she wrote to me, and I intend to help her."

"Very well." Elise replied, her voice cackling. "But be sure to inform Marie before you leave."

"I intend to." I stated, as Elise got up from the chair, and took her leave. As I slid my Hidden Blade onto my left wrist, I heard a knock on my open door. I turned around to see Marie, my beloved wife, sitting down, holding our two year old daughter Gabrielle.

"Did I hear that you are taking a trip to Greece?" She asked, rocking Gabrielle gently back and forth.

"First Crawley, and then possibly Greece." I replied, ruffling Gabrielle's's light brown hair. Gabrielle grinned happily. "Juliette has informed me about the resting place of a legendary Greek figure, and she wants me to accompany her if we do end up going."

Marie smiled approvingly.

"If you hurry, you may catch the next carriage to Cherbourg on its final run." Marie stated happily. "I wish you nothing but the best on your trip. Michel, Gabrielle and I will eagerly await your return. I will tell Michel where you went when he returns from school."

I planted a kiss on her lips, and then on Gabrielle's forehead, before grabbing my cutlass, and leaving my quarters. I quickly walked through the headquarters, and meandered my way through the cave leading up towards the Cafe. I pried the door open, and closed it behind me. Making my way into the Cafe, I caught wind of a carriage parked outside. I walked outside and approached the driver.

"Excuse me, sir. Are you heading to Cherbourg?"

The driver looked down at me.

"Did Marie Albertine send you?" He asked. I nodded my head.

"I am Marie's cousin, Alexandre. I'll get you to Cherbourg." He stated, as he came down from the driver's seat, and opened the door. "Hop on in, my friend."

I smiled with approval, and hopped into the carriage. He closed the door behind me, and got back into his seat. I heard him snap on the reins. The horses whinnied, and began to trot through the streets of Paris. Before I knew it, the carriage had exited Paris, and began the long trek to Cherbourg.

Looking out the window, I could feel the carriage slowly coming to a halt at the Cherbourg docks, with the evening sun setting to the east. Alexandre got down from his seat, and opened the door for me.

"Welcome to Cherbourg, my friend!" Alexandre exclaimed, as I stepped out of the carriage. I pulled several coins out of my coin pouch, and handed them to him.

"Thank you." I replied to exclamation, as he looked down at the coins and smiled. "A token of my appreciation from me."

Alexandre places the coins in his jacket pocket, as I left his presence to see if I could find myself a ship that could get me to London. I spied a captain with an Assassin insignia on his belt. After further examination of the buckle, it looked like one of the British Brotherhood. I approached him, and took a deep breath.

"Sir, are you able to get me to..." I began, before the captain caught wind of my Hidden Blade. He looked around, and returned his focus to me.

"You're an Assassin, aren't you?" He whispered, pointing at my Blade. "You've got one of their blades."

"Indeed I am." I replied. "I have just a couple of questions for you. What is your name, and are you heading to London on your vessel there?"

The captain's eyes widened, and beckoned me to come join him on his ship.

"The name is Horatio Stafford, and I am the captain of this fine vessel called the Magnifique." He replied, as we made it onto the deck of his ship. "The finest ship around, that still has sails, of course. But she won't be headed to London. She's headed to Portsmouth. Who's in London you need to see?"

I looked back down at the insignia on his belt.

"You're an Assassin I take it?" I asked, pointing at the insignia on his belt. Horatio looked downwards and saw it.

"Call me what you like." He replied, scratching his beard. "My job is to get Assassins across the English Channel without those rat Templars finding out. Now answer my question again. Who's in London you need to see?"

"It's not London I'm going to." I replied sternly. "I am visiting my sister Juliette Dorian in Crawley."

I watched as he gave a certain gesture to his crew mates to get the sails to full sail. Upon seeing his command, they began to get the sails in the correct position. Within five minutes of the command being given, the sails were full, and we were exiting the port of Cherbourg, and out on the English Channel.

"Ah, Juliette Dorian. I've heard that name before." Horatio shouted over the wind. "As a matter of fact, I sailed her to Portsmouth three years ago. She was very angry about something, and would refuse to answer any questions I had about that said something."

"Oh I remember that day too." I said, followed by a heavy sigh.

"Would you be able to tell me what happened that day that caused her to be so grumpy?"

"I'd rather not say." I replied, focusing on the horizon. "How long of a trek is this?"

"Around two hours." Horatio replied, followed by a long, drawn out deep breath. "Fastest I've done it in is an hour and a half."

"Way to go." I said, with a pat on his back. "I'm going to go have a quick nap, for it shouldn't be too much longer before we make it to Portsmouth."

Horatio nodded his head towards me, and returned his focus ahead of him. I opened the floor door behind us, and managed to just squeeze through, and close the door above me. I descended down the ladder, and opened the door to my left. In it was a small cot with a pillow at the end. I grabbed the pillow, and squeezed it, feeling the feathers inside the pillow casing. I then sat down on the bed, kicked my feet up, laid down, and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I drifted off to sleep, prepaing for my arrival in Portsmouth.

My sleep was rudely interrupted by the sound of an air horn.

Fucking shit. Just as I was getting a good rest. I thought, as I rubbed sleep from my eyes. I heard a voice calling out to me from the deck of the ship.

"Sir, we have arrived at Portsmouth!" Horatio shouted. "Come bask in the glory of the harbor!"

I rolled my eyes, and climbed up the ladder through the open door. After closing the door, I turned around to see a bustling harbor, full of ships and crews doing all sorts of things, such as loading coal up onto the steamships or receiving shipments of grain. I even saw families eagerly await the arrival of their loved ones from the ships that came into the harbor. Behind the harbor laid Old Portsmouth, which contained all of the older buildings that have seen Portsmouth grow into the bustling shipping town over past couple of centuries. After taking in the sights of the town for a few minutes, I saw Horatio standing on the docks, trying to chat up some ladies on the dock. I walked down the ramp, and patted him on the back.

"Thank you for getting me here, Horatio." I thanked the young captain, as he turned around, smiling at me. "Now, you could help me with another favor."

"What might that be, sir?" he inquired, his smile disappearing.

"Where might I find the carriage park?" I returned to him, eager for information.

Horatio looked to his left, and then to his right, not finding it. Upon turning to his left again, further this time, Horatio saw the carriage park.

"It's...it's over there, sir." Horatio stuttered, pointing in the direction of the carriage. I could clearly tell he was embarrassed, because the women he was talking to before I arrived were laughing at him.

I patted him on the back again, and handed him several coins, as a tip for getting me across the English Channel. He accepted the coins, and made his way back onto the Magnifique. I began to make my way over to the carriage park. Looking down at my small pouch of coins, I noticed it was starting to feel a lot lighter than it was before. I approached the carriage park, and could hear several drivers calling out their destinations to potential passengers. Towns and that I heard ranged from Southampton, Borley, Liverpool, Cambridge, and Bristol.

How hard is it to find a carriage to Crawley? I thought, as I passed through crowds of people also looking for a carriage. Is there even one that leads to Crawley?

As I was starting to grow very impatient, I finally heard what I was looking for.

"Carriage to Crawley! Carriage to Crawley!"

My head quickly turned in the direction of the voice, and my eyes found the source of the voice. A middle-aged man with black hair, standing next to his carriage and horses. I meandered my way through the bustling crowd to make my way over to his carriage.

"You look like you're in a hurry, sir. Needing to go to Crawley?" He inquired, making eye contact with me.

"I do indeed." I replied politely, maintaining eye contact. "I've got family there."

"Have no fear, friend." He stated, opening the door. "I'll get you there in three hours. Hop in."

I nodded my head, and pulled a few coins out of my pouch. He held up his hand to stop me.

"No need, sir. I do this for free."

I smiled, and hopped into the carriage. He closed the door behind me, and hopped into the driver's seat. With a quick snap of the reins, the horses trotted out of the carriage park. The carriage driver weaved the carriage through the small roads of Old Portsmouth, and before I knew it, I was on the road to Crawley. Along the way, I saw several farmsteads dot the lands surrounding the road. I could feel my eyes slowly getting heavy. Bored by looking at fields of grain, I shifted over to the middle of the seat, and closed my eyes for a much deserved rest.

The carriage came to a halt, jolting me a little bit, which in turn woke me up. I yawned and rubbed my eyes. I looked up to see the carriage driver standing to my right, with the door open.

"Your destination, sir. The Goff Mansion." He said, with a bow.

"Thank you, Monsieur." I replied, with a bow of my head, as my feet hit the ground. I proceeded to walk up to the front door of the mansion. I let out a deep breath, and knocked on the door. After waiting for a few moments, I was greeted by a young man with brown hair who looked around fifteen years of age.

"What can I do for you sir?" He asked with a stern tone.

I smirked.

"My name is François Dorian, from France." I began politely. "I am here to see my sister, Juliette. I received her letter."

I pulled the letter out of my pocket to show him.

"Ah, so you are the François Juliette has been talking about!" He exclaimed happily. "My name is Ethan Frye. I will take you to her. Follow me."

He let me enter, and closed the door behind me once I did. I followed him out of the porch of the mansion to a steep staircase leading to the basement. I watched Ethan rush down the stairs, making it to the bottom before I was even halfway down the stairs. Once I made it down to the bottom, I had a look around the British Assassin headquarters. A large table with a map of London and the surrounding countryside covered a vast majority of the table, which had six chairs surrounding it. Maps of the surrounding areas of Crawley covered the walls. I turned to my left to see Ethan patiently waiting for me.

"Juliette's room is the second door on your left. She should be in there now." Ethan said happily. "But now I must head back upstairs, for Father should be returning home shortly."

"Thank you, Ethan." I replied, with a nod of my head. I walked down the hall, and approached the second door to my left. I looked down, to see a brown tabby cat at my feet, hissing at me. The hissing caused Juliette to look up. A large smile came across her face upon seeing me.

"François!" Juliette exclaimed, getting up from her chair to hug me. I returned the hug to her, patting her on the back. "It is so good to see you! I take it you received my letter?"

"I'm here, aren't I?" I replied sarcastically, as I sat down beside her. From what I saw, it was clear Juliette was doing research on something, but what it was about I had no idea.

"Very good." Juliette stated. She pointed to a book, and opened it to the bookmarked page. I examined the page, to see a sketch of a Spartan woman, wielding a broken spear for a weapon.

"Who's that woman, and did you take this from Mother's collection?"

Juliette smiled sarcastically. I returned a stern smile.

"I did three years ago, after I left because of that spat with Sophie." Juliette replied, looking down at the book. "And that woman there is the reason why I've asked for you to come here."

"What?" I asked, with a confused tone in my voice.

"Has Mother ever told you the tale of Kassandra the Spartan?" Juliette asked.

"I believe Father told me a rendition of the story but with a man named Alexios. But I'm not sure of how the story plays out."

"Kassandra was a mercenary of Spartan descent. She was the granddaughter of the mighty King Leonidas, who died at Thermopylae." Juliette read from the book. "She inherited her Grandfather's broken spear when she was young. Her family was ravaged by a massacre, and she was to be executed by the very man who helped bring her into the world: Her father, Nikolaos. She survived, and the broken spear tip gave her incredible power in combat when she was older. It is believed that it was a Piece of..."

"A Piece of Eden?" I asked, cutting Juliette off. "As in the Pieces of Eden from the Isu era?"

"Indeed." Juliette said, clearing her throat. "The book states that her burial place is near the base of Mount Olympus, home of the Greek Gods. It is rumored that she was buried with Leonidas' broken spear. I want to see it with my own two eyes. To see if it is real, and not a fable."

I sat there for a few moments, to take in what Juliette had told me.

A Spartan Mercenary who wielded a Piece of Eden? I thought, as I browsed through Juliette's research on the table. It didn't take me long to make a decision.

"I'm in." I replied, flicking out my hidden blade. Juliette smiled.

"Good. I'm glad." Juliette replied. "Let's bring truth to this myth."

I smiled approvingly, as I made my way over to the couch in her room. Her cat continued to hiss at me.

"Enough, Luna!" Juliette shouted, as she picked it up and placed it on her bed.

"It's getting late. Perhaps we should rest." I stated, as I stretched my legs out.

"Good idea, François." Juliette replied, as she gently pushed Luna aside, and sat on the edge of her bed, peeling off her outer jacket. She quickly got up after folding it to place it at the foot of her bed. Juliette returned to her bed, and stretched her legs out like I did. I sat back up and turned over to her. Luna was laying on her stomach.

"Does your Mentor know about your plans to travel to Greece?"

"Indeed he does." Juliette replied, petting Luna. "He knows I've been doing my research on the subject, and he allowed me to go, but with someone, and fill him in on all the information."

"Good, good." I replied reassuringly, as Juliette closed her eyes, and fell asleep. I let out a deep yawn, and drifted off to sleep.

"François. FRANCOIS!" I heard Juliette shout. I jolted awake, to see Juliette all ready and dressed, with her hands on her hips. I got up from the couch, and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.

"I've been waiting for over an hour for you to wake up. Our carriage is waiting for us. Let's go."

I smiled sarcastically, and followed Juliette out of the room. Ethan was the first one there to greet us.

"Are you going to Greece?" Ethan asked curiously. Juliette smiled, and nodded her head.

"You bet I am, Youngblood." Juliette replied. I smiled as Juliette informed the young boy of our destination. "Why do you ask?"

"Could I come with you?" He asked happily. Juliette knelt down to Ethan's height, and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"I wish you could, Ethan, but your father needs you here." Juliette stated sternly. "You can help your father look after Alana until Samuel gets back. He should be back in a couple of days."

Ethan frowned, nodded his head, and walked back towards his quarters. I followed Juliette up the stairs to the main floor of the mansion. She opened the door. I shielded my face from the morning sun, and could make out the outline of a carriage. Juliette approached the carriage driver and cleared her throat.

"Hello there, madam!" The driver greeted us happily. "Where will I be taking you two today?"

Again, Juliette cleared her throat.

"London." Juliette replied, walking towards the carriage door. The driver darted over to the door, and opened it for Juliette. Juliette smiled and nodded her head as she entered the carriage. I entered the carriage just behind Juliette, and sat across from her. The driver closed the door behind me, and got comfortable in the driver's seat. I heard him snap on the reins, and shortly after, heard the trot of horse hooves carry us in the direction of London.

"Do you know which ship route we will take to get to Greece?" I asked, scratching my head.

Juliette looked up at me.

"I was thinking Marseille." Juliette replied. "It would be the fastest..."

I returned a stern look towards her.

"It would be the fastest way, but we'd have to go through Paris. If Sophie ever caught you back in Paris, she would kill you." I replied back, a stern voice matching my stern look.

Juliette grinned back at me.

"You are on the Council now, aren't you?" Juliette asked curiously. "She would have to listen to a fellow Council member, right?"

"That is true." I said, stroking my chin. "Only if Sophie doesn't catch you."

Juliette nodded her head, and returned her gaze to the scenery out the window. Still tired from this morning, I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as the trip to London carried on.

I rubbed my eyes, and looked up to see Juliette sleeping across from me. I laughed to myself before silently opening the door. For the first time since I was young, I set my sights on the magnificent harbor of London, sitting on the River Thames. The last time I was here was when I was around a year old, coming here with Mother. A dense blanket of smog coated the city with a grayish hue, reminiscent of Paris on certain days. I could clearly tell that industry dominated the city, with several ships sending several resources in and out of London. I felt a hand pat me on the shoulder. I turned around to see Juliette, smiling.

"I know it's been a long time since you've been to London, François." Juliette replied. "I awoke shortly after you got out of the carriage. I wanted you to take in the sights of the city before we carried on. Speaking of which, which port did you arrive at?"

I smiled.

"Portsmouth. Quiet little shipping town. Managed to find myself a carriage to carry me from there straight to Crawley."

Juliette smiled approvingly.

"Took the long way, I see." She replied, before covering her mouth and taking a deep breath. I looked around for the carriage driver, who was nowhere to be seen.

"Where'd the driver go?" I asked, spinning my head around to look for him.

Juliette looked past me, and spied him talking to a ship captain by his ship.

"Perhaps he went to find us a captain to get us to Cherbourg." Juliette replied, pointing him out to me. "Let's go see what him and the captain are talking about."

I nodded my head approvingly, and followed Juliette down to the surprisingly desolate docks.

"Are the docks usually this quiet?" I asked curiously.

"Usually on smoggy days, yes." Juliette told me, as we walked towards the driver and the captain. "If the weather was nicer, there would be a lot more people frolicking around the docks."

Makes sense, I thought as we approached the carriage driver. Juliette cleared her throat, and patted the driver on the back.

"It seems you found us a captain." Juliette said happily, before shifting her attention to the captain. "What is your name, and are you able to get us to the port of Cherbourg?"

The captain nodded his head.

"My name is Jeffre Moreau. Son of Thomas Moreau, with three generations of sailors running through my blood." Jeffre said, his right hand on his hip. "I can indeed can get you to Cherbourg, free of pass. Who are you two?"

He extended his hand out to me, asking for a handshake.

"I am Francois Charles Dorian, and this is my sister, Juliette Marie Dorian." I responded, returning the handshake politely, and boarded the ship. Turning around, I watched him shake Juliette's hand. After shaking his hand, Juliette hugged the carriage driver, thanking him for his business. She boarded the ship, with the captain behind her. I watched as the dock workers removed the docking ramp. I waved to them, wishing them well in their day. As quickly as he boarded, Jeffre was behind the wheel.

"Full sail mates!" He shouted, as his crew worked tirelessly to get the sails out in working order. Juliette turned towards me.

"I'm going to retire to the sleeping quarters below deck." Juliette informed me. "I'm getting exhausted."

I nodded my head, and watched as Juliette walked down below to her quarters. I walked up to Jeffre at the helm of the ship. I watched as Jeffre maneuvered his ship through the Thames.

"I've heard tales about your father." I stated, as the cool wind blew through my red hair. Jeffre turned to face me.

"Have you now?" He asked, sounding quite confused.

"I have indeed." I replied, crossing my arms. "I've heard tales from my mother, Elise, that your father sailed her to and from Egypt several times some years ago."

"My Father has told me tales about your mother as well." Jeffre replied. "He's told me of some of your mother's heroic adventures."

"She's told me about them as well." I pointed out, smiling. "She is a huge inspiration to Juliette and myself."

"You know what, Francois?" Jeffre questioned, as he looked down at the wheel of his ship. "This is actually my first time sailing through the Thames."

"There is always a first for everything, my friend." I reassured him, patting him on the back. "You're doing a great job bud. Keep it up."

Jeffre smiled, and returned his focus to what laid ahead of him. I let out a rather large yawn. I let Jeffre continue sailing, and went down into the quarters below deck. I entered the room below deck, and saw Juliette napping. I yawned again, as I sat on the second bed in the room. I kicked my legs up from the floor, and placed them onto the bed. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I saw Juliette wake up, rub her eyes, and yawn in succession. Watching her yawn, I drifted off to sleep, preparing for the long journey back to Cherbourg.

I awoke to the sound of sails being folded. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, and walked up to the deck of the ship, where I saw Juliette standing at the helm with Jeffre. Juliette smiled when she saw me.

"It's good to see Cherbourg again." Juliette told me, as the sun began to rise over the town's harbor.

"It looks like our lad here was successful on his first expedition from London." I informed Juliette. A smile came across her face as soon as she heard what I had said.

"Your first voyage from London, hey?" Juliette asked Jeffre. "You did one hell of a job in getting us over here!"

A beaming smile came across the young sailor's face.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Jeffre replied, as he successfully docked his ship in the Cherbourg port with incredible ease. Once Jeffre let go of the wheel, myself and Juliette extended our hands for handshakes. He bowed his head to us.

"It was an honor to have members of the Dorian family sail aboard my ship." He happily replied, shaking both of our hands. We proceeded to walk off of the ship, ready to look for a carriage to Paris once our feet hit the docks.

"Godspeed Dorians!" Jeffre shouted, waving to the both of us from a railing of his ship. Juliette and I returned the waves and smiled. From the docks, we made our way up to the carriage park. Noticing that there weren't any carriages in the park, I took a seat on a bench. Juliette joined me not much longer. Shortly after sitting down, Juliette felt the pockets of her breeches, and pulled out a letter.

"Oh shit, I completely forgot about this." Juliette remembered, as she unfolded the letter. I read it over her shoulder.

Juliette,

As soon as you arrive at the docks in Athens, be sure to look out for a contact of mine, who goes by the name of Aleksander Miranos. He will lead you to the tomb you seek. He informed me that he will be waiting in his home near the docks. His home has a long red banner, so be sure to look out for it when you arrive.

Sincerely,

Leonard Frye

P.S. Look out for Aleksander's son in Marseille. His name is Michael, and he will grant you safe passage to Athens.

P.P.S Be sure to detail everything about this mysterious new Piece of Eden. We can only speculate what power it has, so it must be studied, and kept out of Templar hands.

"So we are to find this Miranos fellow as soon as we land in Athens?" I asked, as I re-read the letter again. "Plus find his son when we arrive in Marseille?"

"Yup to both of those." Juliette told me, as she folded the letter, and placed it in her pocket. "Leonard gave this letter to me before he left yesterday. Shortly before you arrived."

"And I thought I was the forgetful one." I retorted sarcastically. Juliette returned a blunt look towards me, and jabbed me with her elbow. A carriage pulled into the carriage park. The driver saluted us and smiled happily.

"Morning my friends!" He greeted us happily. "Need a ride to Paris?"

"Yes, we do." Juliette replied, bowing her head. In response to this, the driver leaped down from his seat, and opened the door for us. Juliette was the first to enter the carriage. She sat on the seat to my right. I followed suit, and sat across from her. The driver returned to his seat after briefly feeding his horses, and snapped on the reins. The horses neighed, and began to maneuver their way through the streets of Cherbourg.

"What are you going to do it Sophie catches you in Cafe Theatre?" I asked cautiously.

Juliette smirked at me.

"I'm positive that a council member can outrule a council member, can't they?" Juliette returned to me. "Besides, it's just a quick visit to family."

"Seniority plays a role in that, Juliette." I responded, scratching the back of my neck. "If I could, I'd have overruled her a long time ago. You just have to not get caught."

"Sounds like a plan to me." Juliette retorted, still maintaining her smirk. "I'm good at evading people."

I let out a deep sigh, and watched as the carriage left the town of Cherbourg.

Here's hoping Sophie and Juliette don't bump into each other when we are there, I thought cautiously, as I saw Juliette shift her focus to the window, twiddling her thumbs, looking out at the scenery France had to offer. I did the same, and focused on the trees lining the side of the road, in a desperate attempt to alleviate my boredom as our trek carried us onward to Paris.

The sun was setting behind Cafe Theatre as the carriage pulled up in front of the iconic building, which housed the Assassin Headquarters beneath its floors. Juliette was first to exit the carriage, and tipped the driver generously. I exited the carriage shortly after, and shook his hand.

"Thank you for the ride, Monsieur." I said, as the driver bowed his head.

"Anytime, my friends." He replied, as he tied his horses to a pole. "May your travels lead you down the right path."

I nodded my head as a sign of thanks, and made my way into the Cafe with Juliette. I looked around the Cafe, which wasn't very busy, and spied the red and grey hair of my mother, with my father sitting across from her. Beaming smiles came across their faces when they laid eyes upon us.

"Juliette!" Elise exclaimed, getting up to hug her daughter. Juliette leaned down to hug her father, and then we took seats along with them.

"Congratulations on the birth of your daughter, Alana." Arno said proudly, patting her on the back. "Now we have a grandson and a granddaughter. How is she doing?"

"Alana is doing good." Juliette replied. "She was asleep when Uncle François came to visit. She will be watched by Leonard and Ethan while we are away in Greece."

"Good to hear, Juliette." Elise chimed in. "You spoke of finding the tomb of a Greek legend. What made you want to go to Greece with François?"

"Samuel is in India. He left a couple of weeks ago." Juliette told her mother. "Francois was the only one who would be able to help me, so I wrote to him, and here we are."

"A pretty risky move." Elise whispered, looking around as she did. "Especially with Sophie poking around. One look at you, and she would hold a knife to your throat."

"I would like to see her try." Juliette retorted, sounding bitter.

I cleared my throat.

"Back to the topic at hand, everyone. Juliette informed me that Kassandra was buried with the Broken Spear of Leonidas, which was a Piece of Eden." I added. "It was just like the tale you told us, mother."

"You believe that it exists?" Arno questioned. "It was only a tale."

"After researching for several months, I have found proof that it does indeed exist, and that someone my Mentor knows actually knows the location." Juliette responded.

"Fascinating." Arno replied, sounding awestruck.

"Before you go, Juliette, I have a book for you." Elise informed us, as she placed a hardcover book on the table. Juliette began to flip through it.

"In there is everything you need to know about Ancient Greece. Read it on the way to Marseille, you may learn a thing or two."

"Thank you, Mother. I most definitely will." Juliette replied, smiling. She got up to hug both Elise and Arno, as I did after her.

"Good luck in Greece!" Elise and Arno said simultaneously. We waved farewell to our parents, and returned outside to where the carriage driver was standing. He smiled upon seeing us again.

"Hello again, friends! Needing to go somewhere again?"

"Would you be interested in getting us to Marseille by tomorrow morning?" I asked curiously. The driver looked over to the setting sun, and then back to me, with a gaunt look on his face. Juliette began to look concerned. A large grin suddenly came over his face.

"Of course I can! I've got the fastest horses in France!"

I laughed with the driver, as Juliette quickly got into the carriage. I got in, and closed the door behind me. The driver untied his horses, and got comfortable in the driver's seat. He quickly snapped on the reins, jolting the carriage forward across the bridge in front of Cafe Theatre. I was still fairly tired from the carriage ride from Cherbourg. I could feel my eyes growing heavy, as sleep began to flood my eyes. As they were beginning to close, I could see Juliette begin to read the book Mother had given her. Before the carriage had even left the city of Paris, my eyes were shut, and I was napping in my seat.

I awoke in the late morning, with the sun shining through the carriage window. I looked in front of me, and saw that Juliette wasn't there. I opened the door, and saw Juliette sitting on the bench, with the docks of Marseille behind her. Before I approached her, I saw the driver chatting with other carriage drivers within the carriage park.

"Good morning, Juliette." I greeted her. "Did you learn anything from the book Mother gave you?"

Juliette cocked her head towards me. She pointed to a mysterious symbol on the open page.

"You see this symbol? It has to be connected to Kassandra somehow."

"Perhaps that may be a question for Mr. Minaros." I reassured her, patting her on the back. "Come. Let us go down to the docks. Perhaps there is a ship that could get us to Athens."

Juliette nodded her head. Looking disgruntled, she closed the book, and followed me down to the docks. The last time Juliette and myself were at the Marseille docks was around three years ago, where we sailed from Marseille to go to Constantinople.

My word. It has been a long time since we've last been here, and nothing has really changed.

We walked down through the docks,which weren't very busy, looking for a ship with the Greek naval ensign on it. Only after a few moments, I spied a ship with the Greek naval ensign on it. Standing beside the ramp leading to his ship was a sailor, who looked like he was looking for someone. Upon setting his eyes upon Juliette, his eyes widened.

"Are you Juliette Dorian?" He whispered, looking around the docks.

"Yes, I am indeed. The man beside me is my brother, Francois." Juliette replied, with a bow of her head. I bowed my head as well. "Are you Michael Minaros? I was told by my Mentor you would grant us safe passage to Athens."

"Pleased to meet you both." He greeted us, with handshakes. We returned the handshakes back in a respectful manner. "Indeed my name is Michael Minaros. Aleksander is my father. He did task me with sailing you to Athens."

"A formidable task, but I know you will succeed." I told Michael, as the three of us boarded his ship. Michael's ship was a beautiful schooner, one that could carve through the waves of the Mediterranean with ease. After the ramp was removed from the side of his ship, Michael quickly pointed to his crewmates to unleash the sails in preparation of their journey. From the helm, I watched as the schooner maneuvered its way through the harbor of Marseille. Just as we were leaving the harbor, Juliette approached Michael and myself at the helm.

"If you don't mind my asking, how long a trip is it to Athens from here?" Juliette asked, as she was pushing her brown hair out of her face.

"It took me a week to get here, but that was due to bad weather." Michael replied with a raised voice over the wind. "My father told me that it would be five day journey."

Much like Mother's trips to Egypt. I thought, as the sun rose higher into the sky. Juliette walked up to me from the port side of the ship, and patted me on the shoulder. I looked over to her as she looked back at me.

"Who knows what new adventures we will run into when we get to Athens." Juliette said, happily turning her head back to face the horizon.

"Here's hoping they will be good ones." I replied, looking out on the horizon with her. Juliette looked back up at me

"Good ones?" Juliette questioned me. "They'll be the best ones we've been on."

I smiled, and hugged Juliette. Juliette's smile was even bigger. She hugged me right back, as our adventure carried us onward through the majestic Mediterranean.