I sat on the bench in Venize. The view was beautiful,all of the water reminded me of stainless glass. The city itself was beautiful as the sunset as the lights began to revive the city. just above the church were a number of shadows walking along the roof of houses, leaping from one building to the next.
I couldn't stop staring.
"Signora.." I looked up and spotted Marco,his handsome smile drugged my heart. I rose to my feet and watched him lock arms with me. Marco and I have been in love for many of days. we've met while attending a ball in Foli.
until this day,he has yet to stop calling me "Signora". No matter how adorable it may be.
"So tell me more about this...this business of yours. the one you've started with See Pazzi." I said, the excitement was beginning to rumble out of my system. Marco's smile grew wider,he had explained his new partnership with Jacopo de' Pazzi. being that he was aging rather quickly; Marco's job required him to help count finance and fix the economy for the Pazzi family.
I never acted in suspicion, but he looked grim and distraught. There was never a reason for me to thin in such away,up on until now.
"After all of my work," He said, locking his arms around my waist. I smiled while locked into his brown eyes. " I still come home to Mio amore, Anjelica." He pressed his lips against mine,it was soft and lingering. filled with love and virtue.
I felt my soul shake as he broke away,lowering himself to one knee.
"Anjelica, I love you as much as any man could love his desires. I want to love you forever more. I know I've hurt you and caused you to cry so many times,but you've comeback. and you've loved me more than ever before."
"Marco, I-"
He interrupted me by grabbing my hand and holding it close to his chest.
His heart was racing, alot faster than mine. was he truly that nervous?
"Anjelica,will you become my wife?" he finally asked.
I froze. This...It was unexpected.
"Si, Si , " I felt my eyes water, Marco smiled and kissed me passionately. I was happy throughout the evening.
The rest of the evening was perfect. We joined in with the charismatic crowd and danced the night away; everything was perfecto. I spun around,looking for Marco.
He was not around. I felt nervous.
leaving the crowd,I walked into the alley. there seemed to be couples carrying out their lust in a more 'Private' matter. I doubt they could notice me passing by them. As I crossed another road, and various of districts. I spotted Marco.
And another man,kneeling over him.
"Please Messare, I...I didn't choose this life for greed. I wanted to make my angel happy and proud. Pazzi, he..." He coughed,The man stared into his fading eyes. I bit down on a scream as Marco continued.
"He told me that if I follow in pursuit of him, Anjelica will be the happiest woman. She would have loved a man with power and pride."
"Money and power does not open a woman's heart. it is virtue,love,and sovereign. If she was a real woma-"
"You know nothing of her! She is a real woman! I won't be able to make her dreams come..."
Marco gagged,his coughing was rigged and gurgling in blood. The man sighed and gently sat him down. I couldn't help but sob,Marco was dying in front of me.
"Requiescat in Pace." The man prayed before closing his eye lids.
"MARCO !" I cried out,The man perked his head up as I ran close to my lover,seeing his limp body plastered by crimson paint. I dropped to my knees and laid across his body , sobbing until my eyes burned.
The man was still standing there,watching me mourn. Angrily,I drew Marco's knife and aimed it at him.
"Why? Why did you have to kill my love,Assassini?" I said,the man stepped closer to me. As he moved forward,I stepped back.
"Miss,I..."
I quickly drove the blade into his arm,hoping to shed some sort of pain.
but I was too slow,The man pinned me to the wall of a building and looked. I couldn't see his eyes, his face was covered in darkness. His hand was over my mouth and his other holding my armed hand over my head.
I felt a cold rush stir into my heart.
" Anjelica... Ser Marco's lover." His tone was smooth and very calm. a tear ran down my face and into his hand;my armed hand was trembling,not long after,I dropped the knife on the ground.
The man,then,let go of my mouth and turned my head. Admiring me.
"What do you plan to do,huh?Send me with my love?" I asked. The man smirked and walked away,blending in with the darkness that circled him.
I couldn't think of anything to do for Marco,So I screamed as loudly as I can until one of the guards heard me and ran towards my location.
"Madonna, what has happened to Messer Marco?" The guard asked,running over to me. I was too nervous ; words locked into my throat as I lost how to explain what happened.
The Marriage...
The odd behavior...
The man in white ...
I managed to explain what all I could before the guard escourted me home.
"Cazzo, The Assassin has taken a recruit this time." The guard remarked as he opened the door to my home.
"Grazing,Ser.." I said while the door closed behind me.
The next mornings came and went,It's been a full week since Marco's death. I sat in the wooden chair at the dining room table,gripping the red cross that Marco had given me after he told me about first getting the job as an banker. I sobbed even more,this pain was far too grand for me, I refuse to accept my love and friend murdered by the blade of a dog.
I felt weak, my hands trembled as I prayed.
"Mio adios." I said crossing my head and chest,before leaving my home.
while walking around,I happened to notice the flock of Antonio's thrives picking fights with the guards. rolling my eyes at the sight of the woman in green: Rosa. No one knows how much I despise her, she was always the beautiful and fiesta one. She always thought of herself - for herself.
That was why Marco had spent numerous of times aiding and sleeping with her. He always liked that in women.
"Anjelica... It's been awhile." She slowed her pace and stood before me.
"Boungourno , Rosa." I said.
"I heard about Marco,I-"
"I do not need your condolences.!" I snapped,Rosa froze. It disgusts me to see her face, "I'm sure Marco was planning to have you visit him while he was away from me! he always mentioned you,a lot more than he did me!"
Rosa's face looked pink,She looked lost for words.
"I... "
"Save your breath, Puttana."
With a flip of my hair,I bumped passed Rosa,leaving her in shock.
As I looked around the city,I spotted a familiar face - I see the white speckles on his upper lip and chin. he wore a black cloak with gold chains around the collar.
As I stared, a voice was behind me. hot breath tickling my ear.
"Ciao,Signora. Messeré would like to see you." he said, I turned around and followed in foot.
"Signora Anjelica. I'm honored that you can make it here." The man in the red cloak bowed humbily. His lips twitched into a smirk. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath: The room began to spin. There were warm hands ushering me into the nearest chair.
"I knew if your financé . He was a kind man,he spoke often of his love for you."
Lies. I thought to myself. It seemed that Marco never mentioned his romance with Rosa to all of his allies,I wasn't the only one in the dark.
"You are aware that he was a recruit of ours? He wanted to fight for our cause : To gain control and order to Italian." He went on.
I stood up and turned towards the door.
"I'm sorry,but I cannot join this cause."
"Not even for an opportunity to avenge Ser Mario's death? The Murderer,Il Assassini, is out wandering the country side enjoying the country life and living as if he were a king."
The man was behind me, I felt a thin cord touch my neck, and a big cross touch my chest. it was diagnol to the one that was around Marco's neck when he died.
Marco, Mio amore.
I felt my eyes burn at the thoughts and memories of my love: Him holding my bags when they were too heavy for me to carry ; it was him who taught me how to defend myself : from using knives and guns,to hand-to-hand combat.
I've also come to realize: I loved him no matter how much he hurts me.
"Very well, I accept your cause." I said, the man's lips stretched into a coy-like grimace. he reached for my hand, and kissed it, after,he dug into his pockets of his cloak and pulled out a golden ring.
The same cross was also on the ring,he slipped onto my finger.
"Your are now A Templar,May the Father of Understanding guide us!"
May the father of understanding guide us.
