◄Chapter four►
Al Mualim
I looked down at Faolin; she slept soundly on my chest as we rode to Masyaf. I would tell of her fight to Al Mualim. Hopefully she won't die or be out cast by him. She leaned deeper into my chest as she sighed and mumbled 'Malik…soul mate… yes…Colls… sorry' she had a dream like that often my name appeared in them quite often.
"Malik," Altaïr said, "We are almost at Masyaf she will be trailed by our master… and you know that…" I sighed and said, "of course I know brother."
He shook his head and sent his mount into a swift gallop; blood still lingered on Faolin's face when her eyes slowly fluttered open. She stared at me and asked: "How long until Masyaf" I looked up and said "we're here" she turned her head and sighed deeply rubbing the side of her face on my robes an shutting her eyes again.
"Brother! You bring a whore with you when you come? Impressive" said a voice I looked and snarled and Dërek when Faolin's eyes opened with rage I bit my lip to keep back what I was going to say but she said enough for me.
"Son of a bitch! How dare you call me a whore! I should go ahead and steal Altaïr's blades and cut open your jugular!" I bit my lip to keep from laughing at Dërek's face fear crossed his face and he walked off grumbling I helped Faolin down from the horse and Altaïr came running over.
"Malik." He started "Al Mualim wishes to see her…" he said no emotion crossed his face as he spoke. Faolin stiffened and mumbled what sounded like 'Al Mualim? The traitor?' I didn't breath but when she turned around
"Malik if I don't come back make sure to kill Al Mualim before he…" she shut her eyes and winced soon she looked up and I kissed her forehead causing her to blush as Altaïr groaned and rolled his eyes I laughed at him and brushed my lips across hers and let her go her eyes pleaded more but she walked off with Altaïr, and up to Al Mualim.
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I walked into the room just like in the game a giant window, a small cage full of pigeons near it, the desk had a map and the shelves had many books. Altaïr walked me in front of the desk and said "Master, I brought the female who fell from the sky."
An old man who has a milky eye, probably blind in that eye, walked up he wore a hood and had a medium-large bushy beard. I stared when he said "Women, what is your name…"
"F-Faolin, Fao to friends." She looked down with her eyes before he lifted her head by her chin with his hand staring at her with dark cold eyes deep into her soft aqua eyes.
"So I see… Altaïr told me about the loss of your… Err, friend. What was his name again…" he pondered this before I finally mumbled "Collin"
"Speak up girl… I cannot hear you." He said with questioning eyes.
"Collin" I said a little louder. Tears stung my eyes and then I went a little pale when Altaïr said, "um Master… she knows much about us. When she woke up she knew much about me, Malik and the brotherhood even before I told her anything" that pricked Al Mualim's interest.
"Really… is that so young Faolin?" he asked prodding buttons with the word 'young'
"Listen" I said with a tone he grumbled at "I am not a young Faolin, I am just Faolin get it straight before I take one of Altaïr's throwing knives and cut out your Adam's apple!" I finished the threat with a twitch of my hand and Altaïr backed up a little looking a little tense and Al Mualim just chuckled
"Altaïr bring in Malik, I wish to speak with him" he stared at me and continued "alone" he walked to his desk and began to write on a small scroll. Altaïr left quickly to get Malik and I leaned against the railing when I heard Al Mualim say, "what do you know about the brotherhood…"
"Well… I… um…" I stuttered thinking but Al Mualim got impatient "tell me now girl!"
I sighed and looked around the area made sure no one was near… "I know you are a traitor…" suddenly shock crossed his old face and he had me against the railing "How!" he screamed at me
"Let me live and I wont tell Altaïr the full story, Robert de Sable and you are working together, when you send him to kill Robert, he tells him who really is behind all of this. Let me live and become an Assassin, I wont let anyone know… but if I have to leave Malik or Altaïr might Mm, accidentally hear about your betrayal…"
"You wouldn't!" he almost gagged on air at my threat "oh I would." I warned with pleasure…
"Become an assassin… why would you want to!" he said, as Malik got closer he glanced up and backed up.
"Because at my home my mother practically hates me, since she killed my father, but only thing she does is buy me things to leave her alone, it would be different to be an assassin…" I looked down at my feet and he walked to his desk saying "let me talk to Malik, see if he wants you to stay or not." I nodded and passed Malik he glanced me a worried look and then hid his emotions… "Ah, Malik, brother how are you…" I heard al Mualim say. I walked down the stairs and asked Altaïr "is there any place I can bathe?"