(I have no idea what the 15th century looked like or what assassin's creed is all about so this probably won't be very accurate ☹️)

Ezio had seen you around the village quite often. He always found you selling homemade clothing and fabrics at the market to come by, or working on your family's farm.

From the beginning, he felt drawn to you. You weren't much different from most peasants in the village. But there was something about the way you were so nice to customers even when they underpaid you, and how you worked hard for your family.

His parents had already been considering a marriage for him since he became of age, but Ezio longed for a real connection. He wanted to be with you, someone he actually liked.

So he'd been sneaking around the village night after night, meeting you on cobblestone roads in the dark of night.

He leaned against a wall as he waited outside, then smiled as he saw you approach. His italian accent sounded like home in your ears as he straightened up, a long lock of hair falling over his face as he loomed over you.

"We meet again."