Desmond's View
I was on the edge of slumber when Alex asked the worst question possible.
"What's a Templar?"
My eyes immediately fly open and I stare into his own. There's no way I can lie my way out of this one, especially from the way I acted. I take a deep breath and prepare myself for the torrent of questions that will come after I answer this one. "A Templar is someone who wants there to be peace in the world by controlling everyone," I answered. He nodded and, like I predicted, asked another question.
"Why did Altair ask if I was one?" Well, now I know how he found out about them. I shrug and answer, "He wants to make sure you aren't an enemy." Now the questioning look comes back, as expected. "What is a Templar to you?" He asked. Okay, not the question I expected, but one none the less.
"A Templar is someone who wants to take away everyone's freedom and undo all that the Brotherhood has fought for." Whelp, here comes even more questions. I look away from him as he asks, "What is the Brotherhood?" I sigh and say, "The Brotherhood is the main part of the Assassins, a group dedicated to making sure everyone has the freedom to do anything." I look back at him and notice he's thinking about something. When he looks back at me, I know what he's going to say.
"So you're an Assassin." I look away again then I hear him chuckle. "I hit the nail on the head, didn't I?" I nod and sigh. God, my family has a serious history with breaking the whole 'Don't compromise the Brotherhood' rule. I feel a tight squeeze on my shoulder as Alex says, "Don't worry, I won't ask any more questions. You can tell me everything else later."
I could feel myself relax when he said that. I roll back over on his lap, a small grin on both of our faces. Alex leans back on the couch as we both relax into a trance-like state, slowly breathing and just lazily staring at one another.
I swear his icy-blue eyes glow underneath his hood. I've never seen his hair, but I could notice a single brown curl off to the side of his head. God, I have no clue why, but I have the urge to take off his hood and run my hand through his hair. I can't help but wonder if its soft.
I felt Alex's hand run through my hair as I fell asleep once more.
Sorry for the week long wait! Had to visit relatives and I don't have laptop. Also I need to get back into the swing of things, so this is a short chapter.
Feedback is welcomed! Also, holy cow, 500+ views already? You guys must love these two!
