You stopped mid-sparring, a mix of surprise and curiosity on your face. He rarely called you away from your training duties, which meant that this must be something important or urgent.

Although, a part of you was hopeful that it wouldn't be something too serious. Altairs' promotion to Master Assassin had shaken up the entire Brotherhood, causing some unrest and tension among the other Assassins. No one dared to challenge him though, fearing banishment or defeat.

You stepped into his study, finding him standing tall by the window, his back turned to you. His hands were behind his back, his tall figure silhouetted against the dim light coming through the window.

"You wanted to see me?" you asked quietly, breaking the silence that hung between you.

"Yes," he replied, his voice firm and commanding. He turned around to face you, and you could see the intensity in his gaze as he looked at you.

With a sudden quickness, Altair moved towards you and grasped your shoulders.

"Did anyone follow you?" he asked, his voice laced with urgency.

You shook your head, Despite the years knowing each other, still slightly taken aback by his intensity. "No, not that I know of."

He let out a sigh of relief, and then suddenly, he leaning into you,

"Good"

his lips meeting yours in a kiss that took your breath away. His hands held your face firmly, pulling you closer until your bodies were pressed against each other tightly.