Do you want to build a snowman?

Come on, let's go and play!

I never see you anymore

Come out the door

It's like you've gone away

We used to be best buddies

And now we're not

I wish you would tell me why

Do you want to build a snowman?

It doesn't have to be a snowman..."

"Go away, Anna."

"Okay, bye..."

It had been a week since Elsa had moved out of their room and the gates had been shut. Anna couldn't leave the palace and her parents wouldn't tell her why, or why Elsa would barely speak to her anymore. She wandered the castle for hours until a lonely dinner with her parents, and then was put to bed. She couldn't sleep, and thus found herself standing in the ballroom looking at the picture of Joan of Arch.

The painting reminded her of her sister, her strength, poise, but also her coldness and aloofness. She smiled as she stared at the painting. Not wanting to leave, she laid down on the couch and continued to stare at Joan until she fell asleep. Her mother was not pleased when the servants found her the next morning, but Anna didn't care. She couldn't go outside, Elsa wouldn't play with her, and she didn't know what to do.

After a long period of time, she began exploring. This hadn't been like any previous adventures in the castle. This was different, a cold methodical inspection of every inch of her home that stopped only so she could eat, sleep, or (less and less frequently) knock on Elsa's door. Hours turned to days, days to weeks, and weeks to months as she thoroughly and patiently charted and found every hidden room and castle. Some led outside, but she didn't dare face her parent's wrath if she left without permission. Some tunnels led to hidden rooms. Others led nowhere, to collapsed tunnels or dead ends. It was only after months and months of searching that she found the three secrets.

It was located in the library, the last room she searched, mainly because she hadn't thought anyone would hide something among the dull and dusty books. She searched every corner that didn't have shelves on it, pushing every panel, and pulling on anything she could reach, more out of routine then anything else. It was when she pulled on the candlestick next to the fireplace that she heard the now familiar click of a hidden door unlocking.

This was the first secret.

She pushed on the wall and it slowly, gratingly opened. She saw stairs descending into pitch blackness. She took one of the candles off a table, and stepped into the passage. She through the darkness, her candle a puddle of light in a sea of black. After what seemed like an hour she reached the bottom to find what appeared to be the entrance to a room, though it was difficult to tell in the black. She carefully walked around the room trying to extend the light of her candle as far as it would go. The light shone on two metal braziers with coals in them. Slowly, she lowered the candlestick into the first one, then jumped back when it flared up, casting light through the room.

Carefully lifting an unlit torch from the wall, she lowered it into the now glowing fire, then slowly placed it in the other brazier. The bowl flamed up bringing more light into the room. Putting the torch down, the young Princess looked around the chamber in wonder.

It was carved right into the stone in a round bowl, with three doors all equidistant from each other; the one she had just entered through, another to her left, and a third to her right. There was a beautiful mosaic, a stylized A laid into the floor of the room. Bookshelves surrounded the walls of the chamber, crammed not just with books, but boxes and rolled up pieces of paper. Toward the back of the chamber was a large circular table surrounded by chairs, all made of stone carved into the floor. Climbing onto one of the stone seats, Anna saw the table had another A symbol engraved on it. She hopped back down, and after picking the torch up again, took it into the room to the left. The torchlight showed another brazier next to the door. She stuck the torch into it, and discovered the second secret.

The second secret was an armory, lined with enough swords, spears,maces and various other instruments of death to make a member of the kings guard jealous. In the middle of the room was a single stand of armor carrying a set of white robes with leather armor. Next to the robes sat a table and on the table rested a pair of bracers. Anna picked one up and looked it over. Finding nothing worthy of note, she put it back on the table and walked back out into the main room.

"What is this place?" She asked the empty room, her voice echoing off the walls. With no other ideas, and not wanting to go back up to the empty castle, she began to examine the books. Anna could barely read, having relied mostly on Elsa for stories, but with her curiosity peaked, she was determined to muddle through herself. Many of the books she looked at were in different languages, with symbols she didn't even begin to understand.

Elsa could probably read these, She thought sadly, before turning to a book separated from the rest.

This was the third and (though she did not know it at the time) most valuable secret. Examining the book, she found that it was printed in their own language. The book carried no picture on the front, but two words: Assassins Creed, and the stylized A again. She picked the book up and, walking over to the table, sat down and opened the book.

This book has been translated from the writings and wisdom of the great masters of our order, Altair Ibn-La'Ahad and Ezio Auditore da Firenze. To those of you who seek to follow the creed, let their wisdom guide your blade.

Anna struggled to understand the text. She read and re-read the passage for an hour, but though she would one day rise to heights untold, at the time, she was merely five, and could not make any sense of it. Her stomach growling, she closed the book and took it with her. She made sure to put the lids on the braziers, once again plunging the room into darkness. She picked up the torch and walked to the wall. With a nervous tremor, she pressed the torch against the floor, holding it there until its flame went out. Then, in the pitch black of the chamber, she felt her way to the entrance and left, ascending the stairs through the darkness back to the light of the castle, leaving two secrets behind, and carrying one secret with her...