Commitment
It was probably midnight by now, but you still couldn't sleep through the heat, though you didn't seem to be the only one.
A cry filled the air and for once, you gratefully stood up and walked over to the crib on the other side of the room. Picking up the baby boy, you pressed your lips against his forehead before cradling him to your chest and humming a tune to him.
"I know, I know, I miss daddy too, but he'll be back soon," you murmured and rubbed the boy's back as his cries gradually died down after a few minutes.
Altaïr and you never married, for he feared that his targets might find out about you and your children — three in total — and use you against him. It might seem a bit selfish, but you knew he was doing it to protect you.
