Hope – Chapter 1 – I am Hope
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Majida, My dearest daughter,
I am called Hope and the bringer of good news, but I fear these tidings are less than joyous. Your father is traveling quickly to Masyaf castle to join your brother and I as we attend Altair. Your grandfather has sent word that he has retaken the Order after the death of Abbas, his longtime rival. Your father is due to arrive any day now. I know your grandfather, now in his right mind, would be eager to see you once more.
Be safe dear daughter. I hope to rejoin you soon. I know it has not been easy being married while still full of life. I was happy to hear in your last letter of your joyous news. I am sure with news of a grandchild, both Altair and Darim will join me. It saddened me to hear about your father-in-law's death. I hope the family is well.
I must join your grandfather now. Be well and be safe daughter. Insha'allah (God willing) we will be with you soon!
Amal bint Altair bin La'Ahad
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He called me Hope.
So strange. I was just a girl one moment and the next I was a sought after prize. I had no understanding as to why and he would not tell me, at least not yet. The Mentor always keeps his own council.
I came to Masyaf as a young girl of eleven one raining day with a woman named Maria. She had told me that I could be free with the Assassins of the great castle. Though I was free to walk around Acre Citadel, there were always guards watching me.
My parents had been murdered when I was young. I watched men kill them. They all had crosses on their tabards and I hid. Later when I finally came out from my hiding spot a man was there. He watched me go to my parents, whom he had prepared for burial. He paid for them to be buried at the church nearby.
He then took me to Acre and raised me.
Once free of oppression, I found myself in another form. Though it was for my own safety from the same "Templars" who had murdered my family, I was to forget my name and I became someone new.
I was married to a young man of the assassins. The Mentor told me the young man was his son. He was marrying me to keep me safe and away from danger. Seemed an odd thing to do, but with his name also gave me protection from the other assassins of Masyaf castle.
Now as a wife of an assassin, the Mentor deemed I am to be trained as well saying my mind was far too active to be tied to embroidery and other such tasks. Maria, his wife, agreed and I have begun my training. I am their hope they tell me, the hope for all the assassins and the world. How that is possible I cannot even guess.
They call me Hope.
My name is Amal bint Altair bin La'Ahad.
