[Ezio x Reader Fanfic] May the father of understanding guide us

1} Daddy's Girl

I don't own any of the rights to the assassins creed franchise, however I may drop in a few of my own characters here and there

Also, this is an insert fanfic so if it say in brackets (Y/N) you put your name or (E/C) is eye colour but most of them are easy to see what you should input, have fun :)
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"FIGLIA (daughter)?!" 
The shout makes you jump and as you do so, one of your many throwing knives that are hanging loosely from your knife belt clatters to the marble floor.
"Cazzo!" You mutter under your breath and think, "I have to get a better knife belt!"
"(Y/N), is that you?" He calls again.
"Si, papa. I'm home!" You shout back up to him, knowing that by now you can't  sneak away again.
You hear rushing footsteps and brace yourself for a lecture.
"Where do you think you have been, il mio bambino (my child)?" He asks in that condescending, parental tone.
"I was out...training." You reply innocently.
"Certamento (of course)," you can tell he is skeptical, "so it wasn't you who was dirtying the Borgia name by stealing and cheating?"
Ah, yes! The oh-so important family name. Being a Borgia has its perks, you get away with whatever you do wrong, you can afford anything you want and you also are one of the most eligible women in Italy. Although, this also meant that you had to always be on your best behavior when around anyone of high standing since you were a young child! You weren't allowed to go out on your own or be seen in public behaving badly. Your days were, and still are, dominated by intense training and social events.
That was what it meant to be Rodrigo Borgia's daughter. With him being a higher member of the Templar order, naturally you are expected to become his predecessor, but to do that it takes hard work and more than a few broken bones.
However, the training has definitely paid off over the years. Scaling buildings is no problem and you can pretty much kill anything you set your (E/C) eyes on. You are handy with a sword and throwing knives but your weapon of choice would have to be the bow and arrow, you hit your targets 100% of the time.
"I was doing no such thing, papa!" You exclaim, " I was out on the rooftops, practicing my free running."
You see the backhand coming but don't move in time to dodge it. As you feel a sharp sting all over the left side of your face, your head snaps to the side and you fall to one knee.
"DISONORE (disgrace)!" He shouts, "you think I don't know that you were at the tavern last night? I am no idiot! And I can smell the alcohol on your breath! My men saw you pick pocketing like the scum we see on the streets!If I hear that anyone says anything against the Borgia for your stupidity then I will send you back to Firenze to live with your puttana mother!"
You say nothing and look to the ground in shame.
"I want you to go outside and run to the forest stream and back, don't take too long or I'll make you do it again." He leaves the room and strides back up the staircase to his room.
The stream in the forest is about a 45 minute run away but you don't complain, you like running so you head out the back door and start to lightly sprint your way into the wooded area surrounding your house.

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So, that was the first chapter! I hope you liked it, :) please leave any comments you have on this chapter, cheers

Also, I will most likely continue this anyway because I enjoy it but if I don't get good feedback from this first chapter then I may not finish it so please tell me if you like it or not,

Thank you so much,

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