The sun slowly sank below the horizon as the sky was bathed in a beautiful play of red and orange. The last birds chirped their songs while the crickets filled the young evening. And in the middle of it all...? You and your beloved Ezio

His dark hair had turned a little gray with age, but he hadn't lost any of his charm. Quite the opposite. He always said: “I age like fine wine”…and he wasn’t entirely wrong

A soft smile formed on his lips as you admired the tulips he had brought you for the little picnic, his hazel eyes watched you with a loving expression. Even after all these years, in his eyes, you were still the most wonderful little creature to ever walk the earth, in more ways than one

The old Assassin props himself up on his elbow while lying on his side to get a better view of you

"Hm...do they meet your standards, cuore mio?"

Ezio's rich voice breaks the peaceful silence between the two of you as he raises an eyebrow, his gaze shifting from the flowers back to you