Chapter: 36
Madeline's POV:
I was on the rooftop looking at the beautiful tower that symbolizes this country. It was beautiful as it stood tall and even though it was dark. I could still see the structure quite well. It was truly remarkable. Today had threw me challenges and I had pass all of them- well almost all of them. We stood there looking at each other and even though I wanted to press myself up against him- to have his soft lips against mine. I still couldn't bring myself to do just that and he had touch me ever so softly. My hand reach up to my cheek as my fingers graze my skin where I still could feel his warm hand against my cheek.
The warmth that had spread through me just by a simple touch was enough to make me sway. I have broken it though and I don't know if I could move forward with these feelings that I have. My cheeks were burning from the memories of when we were together and how happy he had made me. He was with me through my grief and sadness, but I can't even cure his own grief. How could someone like me be able to fall for someone that love my friend Elise? Would that make me a horrible person? I don't really know, but I am scared. I should be enjoying this feeling, but yet it makes me frightened at the very idea of loving someone.
It must be the way I was raise. My mother didn't have a lover as f as I know, but I was always with her. The Templars made sure that I was raise with the idea of love being weakness. It would hold back a person and not make them think clearly, but yet I yearn for a man that I'm unsure if I could move forward with. Does he have the same feelings for me? Could it be possible that he does? I could be very wrong as well. This doesn't make any sense at all. The more I think about this. The more that I just get confused and with questions that can't be answer. I'm scared and that's final. There's nothing more to that.
A sigh escape from me as the wind came and whip my hair. It wasn't cold, but it was a chilly breeze. I have notice that it was getting a little chilly out here, but that could be me. I also have notice the sky looking dark as if a storm was on it's way. It's kind of funny to see me now than a while ago. I was a mess, but now it seems easier to killed the fellow Templars that were once called my friends. They're nothing more than enemies now and that's all what they see in me. I'm going to delay or hopefully destroy their plans of coming to war with the Assassins. I will stop this even if it does take my life to do so. It will all end soon.
The roof door open and I look behind me to see Arno there. A soft smile spread across my lips "Hello Arno"
"Hello Madeline" He walk over to me as he close the door behind him.
I notice that his hood was down and he still look quite handsome. My heart was beating madly in my chest as my cheeks were growing warm once more. My eyes look away from his as I look outward over the city of Paris. He was standing next to me as I was standing next to him as well. He murmured "You did very well today, Madeline. Before taking a dive out of the window as well"
A chuckle escape from me as I look over at him "I told you earlier. I wouldn't have done it, if you I knew you wouldn't haven't caught me"
He turn fully to face me "I could have slip, Madeline"
"You didn't" I reassured him.
He let out a sigh as his hand cup my cheek again and I tense up a little, but not much. He brush his thumb across my cheekbone as he murmured "I could have lost you today"
"But, you didn't" I murmured softly as I meant it loudly, but it didn't come out that way.
"I didn't, but I could have. I don't know what I do if I have lost you" He murmured to me with eyes that were soft with an emotion that I didn't know very well.
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Fanfiction(Assassin's Creed Unity) Madeline Ash Wellington is a Templar that is well master in the arts of the sword. She has been working for the Templar Order since her mother had passed away. Madeline's father is unknown and nobody knows who he is and wher...