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You raced around your room getting ready. Yesterday, you had squashed some grapes,cranberries,cherries,and honey to make some lipstick, you had also just used cranberries to make eyeshadow. You grabbed some ink and lightened it a little with water, and made eye shadow.
You went to your closet and found a purple dress your mother gave you before she died. She told you only to wear it in special occasions. You but on some black boots. You docked your hair, grabbed some sticks, twirled your hair around the sticks as waited for it to dry. Your hair dried and you took the sticks out to achieve the curls. You grabbed a rose you had on your table, took a petal from it, and smeared some of the color on your face.
You looked in the mirror and smiled. You went to wear Altair had told you to meet him.
You saw him at the horse stables by your horses.
"I thought a horse ride through the kingdom would be nice," he said climbing on his. You smiled and got on. Luckily you had practice riding horses in a dress so you didn't have a problem with it (you'd be amazed at what assassins have to do sometimes to blend when their rouge).
You two rise to a small, nameless village and got some lunch. You two then got back on your horses and ride until you found a cliff, with a large willow tree to hide you guys from solders who pass by, and a charming to view of the sunset.
You two sat down on the cliffs edge, your legs dangling over. Altair wrapped an arm around you pulling you closer. You rested your head on his shoulder and sat in a Nice silence.
"This was nice," you said, after a while. He hummed in agreement as pulled you closer. You two stayed there until Altair noticed you were asleep. Not giving the heart to wake you, he carried you bridal style to the horses and set you down for a second. He grabbed some rope, and ties it gently around your horses neck, he climbed into his horse (holding you in one arm), grabbed the end of the rope, and went off to Maysef.
Your horse followed him to the stable, and he brought them both into the stable. He laid you in his horses back and untied yours. He than grabbed you and carried you to your room, and whipped off the makeup you used with some wet rags, kissed your forehead, and walked to his master to tell him of your return.
