You could often be found at the Villa Auditore, a place that had come to feel like a second home to you. Maria Auditore rarely smiled, not since the tragic loss of her husband and sons, yet there was something about the renewed laughter echoing through the grand halls that seemed to lift her spirits. It wasn't just Ezio who brought this warmth back into her life; you and your family played a significant part too. Loyal friends to the Auditores through thick and thin, you stood by them even in their darkest hours.

There was a special bond between you and Ezio, one that had grown from childhood adventures into something deeper. You had always been there for him, whether it was helping him climb up to his lover's window or ensuring the safety of Maria and Claudia after the execution. Each time he returned home from his long journeys, you were there to welcome him, a constant in his ever-changing world.

Today was no different. You dashed past Claudia with a barely suppressed laugh, your footsteps echoing down the corridor. Ezio was right behind you, feigning frustration as you outpaced him once again. You darted out towards the vineyard, your heart racing with the thrill of the chase. This playful banter, the constant back and forth, was a welcome reprieve from the weight of the responsibilities and grief that had marked your lives. You were always there to remind him not to take himself too seriously, to pull him back from the edge of his own ego. And he adored you for it. "Diavolo," he called you, half in jest, half in genuine exasperation. "You think you can outrun me?" he teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Only until you get old and slow, Auditore," you shot back.

He laughed, shaking his head. "You will be the death of me."