When you woke up, you opened your eyes to Altair's chest. You sat up to see he was still sleeping. You were surprised that he was still asleep. You thought of waking him up, but decided not to.
You started another fire and started to cook some food for breakfast. Altair must have smelled the food cause he woke up.
Still drowsy from sleep, he asked "Did you save me some?"
You giggled. "I haven't even started cooking it." You said.
He rubbed his eyes and looked around. "What time is it?"
"Does it look like I know? All I know is that you're adorable when you're tired."
"Shut up. I am not cute, in a deadly assassin."
"Whatever you say... cutie." You got a glare out of this.
Neither of you spoke for about 5 minutes before you asked, in a more serious tone, "What happens when we get back?"
"What do you mean?" Altair asked.
"I mean, what happens when we get back to Masyaf? Will we go back to hating each other?"
"Why would we do that?"
"You know why..."
"Because of Al-Mualim?"
You nodded. "You know how he feels about assassins getting involved with each other."
Altair thought for a second before saying "He doesn't have to know. No one does."
"Someone would find out eventually." You said. "I say we don't try to hide it, and if anyone opposes, well, then fuck them."
Altair smiled. "I like that idea."
You smiled too and continued to cook. After the meal was finished and you both had eaten your share, you both rode back to Masyaf.
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So sorry this chapter is short and that I didn't keep my promise. I totally forgot on Monday. I think what I might start doing is updating on days I can. I will still try to do the every other day thing but like on weekends,I probably won't update.
