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His expression was exactly what I was looking for; dumbfounded and yet petrified. I kept him from talking with my hand firmly placed over his mouth, my arm wrapped around his head as I led him down a flight of stairs from behind.
This part of the castle was oddly dismal; the candles were dwindling down to their final bursts of light and the wax dripped down the stone walls like blood off a blade, for lack of a more comparing term.
Nu'man stared about continuously
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Tahir joined me at the castle roof side a few minutes after Nu'man entered the back courtyard. He squatted down beside me on his knees and watched my eyes shoot beams at my son.
"You shouldn't think of him as a threat Altair, he's doing pretty well so far!" Tahir commented, adjusting his footing on the shingles. I smirked deviously to myself, and watched Nu'man wander about the courtyard talking to the women that were hopelessly fonding over his cunning words. I had told him a thousand times not to bother with them, but he always disobeyed when he thought I wasn't w
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Things have settled composedly here. Although still I don't smile, I don't laugh at silly jokes, I don't love anyone but my abilities. Except now things are different, more, complicated. I am older now, my muscles don't work as well as they used to and I have been told assassination missions were going to be becoming lighter for me, because I had serious work to do with the novice I was training.
Don't get me even the least bit wrong, I love my work, I feel most at home on the rooftops of Jerusalem or the crowded and grimy streets of Acr
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"…Well, I can see your not firing on all cylinders…" he prompted, bursting in a great bellowed laugh that made me swivel around on my heel and squint crisply into his massive green eyes. He looked back and softly snorted at my gaze, hoping it would make me snicker or giggle, as he put it. Seeing as to him, I was a wicked pussy.
I turned my attention back to the tunnel, moving with limp boredom towards the cliff exit. I felt him shove my b
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