Assassin's Creed One Shots!

//Arno Dorian\\ [#20]

Plot: Considering that you're not a native of France, Arno assumes that you can't speak French.

Part # 3

Requested by: luvellanis

While sitting down on a nearby stool, you tried to control your shaky breath. The unbearable aching in your chest was worse than usual since you moved to France, you forced a smile on your face every single day and ran the shop, always trying to push the sorrow the death of your husband caused you. You buried your face into your hands before you let out a loud sob. Your sobs drowned out the word around you to the point that you were oblivious to the fact Arno had found you and brought you into his lap. Cradling you against him, constantly telling you that it would be okay.

You looked up at him while he gave you a weak smile. You went back to lay your head on his chest before letting out a breath. You wiped under your eyes before you spoke lowly,

"He died in my arms."

Unknowingly to you, Arno looked down at you in shock.

[A/N]: And don't make his name Arno or any of the other Assassins, darlings. You have many other times to fantasize over them.

"We were in our house. It was a gorgeous one, extremely close to a lake and surrounded by woods. [Your Husband's Name] worked more than I, he ways always going back and forth, visiting places such as Boston and New York, but he always made sure to return. Some things he'd tell me about, other things he wouldn't speak about, It made him happy, Arno... and he was killed for it." You sniffled before you continued.

"One day, he was coming back home from a trip. I had waited patiently for hours on end. And once I finally heard a knock, I was ecstatic. I nearly tripped over my own feet when I scrambled to the door. And once I opened the door... I saw him, he looked fine until he took a step closer and he finally fell forward. [Your Husband's Name] just collapsed, he knocked the two of us over in the process. Once I regained my balance I had to pull his body into the house before I blocked the door."

"I didn't really know what to do, I was in such a panic once I noticed the blood staining my dress. I just had to stay there, hold his hand while his head laid down in my lap. The whole time he kept begging me to leave him there, saying that it wasn't safe, but I couldn't bring myself to do it." You blinked away a few tears before letting out a silent sob. "He died, I-I... I couldn't do anything to help him."

Arno let out a sigh before placing a soft kiss on your forehead while rocking you back and forth. While he did so he couldn't help but feel guilty, even if it wasn't him who killed [Your Hubsand's Name]... it was an assassin. It was an assassin that caused such a radient woman to break down in tears.

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