Walter's gone.
We're a step closer to the Grand Master.
Arno and I had left the crumbling building now I sat in my room where Arno is living. I sat staring at the wall thinking about my family. I miss them so much, I wonder how they are doing, have father taken out the Templars who were after my mother?
Knock Knock
"Come in!" I shout, the person opens the door revealing Arno who stood by the door frame, still in his robe, holding an obvious note. He hands me the note before leaving to give me some privacy. I open to note to see it is from my father.
Dear Eleanor,
I hope everything is well, I hope your mission is going well also. I just wanted to right to say how much we miss you and your mother is now safe at the Homestead. All the Templars in Boston and New York are now dead so I'm planning to come to France to help you. Only if needed. Hope you write back soon. Love from your family.
A smile came to my face now knowing my mother is safe and no one can hurt her even though the Grand Master is still alive. I quickly sit at the desk which laid in the corner of the room, grabbing a piece of paper and the quill and start writing my father back.
Dear Father,
I'm doing well and the mission is going well. I am glad to hear mother is safe and I would love you to come to France and help. I've also met a male French Assassin called Arno Dorian, he's been helping me a lot. I am thankful for that.
Please come and help, write back soon.
Love Eleanor
As I wrote about Arno I knew I need to tell him how I feel, I think I've fallen in love with him even though I haven't known him long. He's everything I've been looking for in a man. Even though he's from a different country to me.
I get up from the chair and jog downstairs to find Arno who wasn't anywhere in sight so I leave to place and decide to start looking for him.
After about an hour of searching, I found him standing on a roof obviously looking at the view, I walk up and stand next to him, hands on my waist as I look at the building where Élise was berried.
"What are you thinking about Arno?" I ask, refusing to look at him.
He hesitated to answer but he did with such honesty "You"
I quickly look at him with a confused look. Me? Why is he thinking about me?
"Why are you thinking about me, Arno?" I ask now looking at me.
"I...think I've fallen in love with you...I know it's sudden and we haven't known each other for long but you make me...forget the love I had for Élise an" I quickly cut him off by grabbing him by his neck pulling him down and connecting our lips, his hands move down to my waist. After a few moments, I pull away and whisper.
"I've fallen in love with you too"