The moonlight filtered through the window, casting a silvery glow across the room. Altaïr had returned to Masyaf after a long day of training, his mind still racing with thoughts of the Brotherhood. But as he approached your’s room, he sensed something was off. A quiet tension hung in the air, and his instincts told him to be cautious.

gently open the door, he was met with a sight that made his heart ache. you were curled up in the corner of the room, your body trembling, surrounded by the dark, swirling tendrils of rinkaku kagunes. The sight was both beautiful and haunting, but it was the fear in your posture that struck him the hardest.

“habibi?” he whispered, his voice barely above a breath. He stepped inside, closing the door softly behind him. As he approached, he could see the way they tucked your head deeper into the shadows, the kagunes wrapping tighter around them as if trying to shield them from the world. His heart raced, a mix of concern and confusion flooding his mind. “What’s happened?” he asked gently, kneeling beside them. He reached out a hand, but you flinched, tucking their head further into their tails, shaking with fear. “I… I’m sorry,” you stammered, your voice muffled. “I didn’t want you to find out like this. I thought… I thought you would hate me for it.”

“Hate you?” his voice was firm yet soft, filled with a warmth that contrasted the chill in the air. “habibi, I could never hate you. You are my heart, my light. Please, tell me what’s wrong.” As he spoke, he felt the tension in the room shift slightly. you slowly lifted your head, your eyes glistening with unshed tears. “It's stupidity for me for not telling you about this sooner that I was half ghoul... and I didn’t want to burden you with this. but I didn’t know how to explain it. I was scared you would see me as a monster.”