Assassin's Creed Oneshots (Assassins X Reader)

Maiden in Heart (fluff)

Teen! Ezio Auditore X Maiden! Teen!Reader        fluff        Boy X Girl

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The sun shone above Italy like a wildflower.
Florence had a warm temperature in a month like this, Spring. The flowers blooming like women, the grass whistling like men, and the leaves flying away like children. If it were a beautiful day, what could go beyond it in a young man's life?

Down by the blocky paths and compressed walls of Florence; merchants selling their goods, children playing roughly, some men mingling with young women, and some of the townspeople working or buying: came across the city's beautiful princess, Y/n L/n.

She is the most famous maiden around the city, the fairest of them all; envied by hundreds of women, adored and beloved by thousands of men, and attracted by painters for her beautiful figure. She looks like Heaven's Deadliest Weapon. She is not a rich lady, decieved by thousands that she was, she is just a Farmer and Maiden's Daughter. Y/n works by the Templar Gardens, mostly mingled everyday. Also, she has denied many requests of courting from men and soldiers.

Y/n had this taste for men, she wasn't lustful but she just felt wrong. Something wrong between the hundred thousands of guards and men she has encountered. She knew in her soul that she needed someone worth more to understand, worth more to share, worth more to love.

She removed the unnecessary thoughts in her head and returned to her work. She plucked out the harvest and riped flowers in the field, placed them in a basket, and carried the basket to the back of the carriage. Y/n tried lifting the basket up but she felt like the weight of the basket became lighter instantly.

"Let me help you, bella donna." A manly yet young voice has helped her. As the basket set its surface to the flat ground, she brushed off the dirt from her thin clothing and looked up at the person who has helped her. Her e/c eyes were drawn to the young man's figure. His brown hair was tied --by a red ribbon-- to a ponytail, his thin, smirking, lips was scarred horizontally by his right side. The clothing seemed a bit hot yet attractive; a white dress-shirt with a laced ending, a dark blue-green, with gold lining, vest matched to his dark brown pants and knee cut, polished, boots.

"Excuse me...?" Asked Y/n shyly, as she huffed and sweated. The boy smiled and brought out a cloth, patted against her forehead, and replied, "Let me help you, bella donna." Y/n laughed and replied with a bit of irony, "You must be mistaken, ragazzo, you find another buonna donna other than me." He exchanged a chuckle and rested his elbow on the railing of the carriage. "I don't need to, I have already found her." Y/n blushed and smirked, turning around in unsatisfaction and leaving the area with his lustful smirk.

Y/n's father approached the man who was staring his daughter's beautiful figure as she walked. "Beautiful, isn't she?" The teen turned and saw the man, smiling in honor and shaking his hands for a greeting. "Ah, yes. I have heard about this maiden and I wanted to see her myself." The farner chuckled, his grey hair following the motion of his face, and his smile was so proud. He placed a pat at the shoulder and complimented, "You are like the other men in this town. Very eager to see my beautiful amore!" The teen added, "She is quite feisty, no?" "She is, ragazzo. She is very hard to get, especially from a young men like you." He exclaimed. The farm then studied the young man's features, thinking that he had seen him somewhere.

"Are you the son of Giovanni Auditore, perhaps?" The man looked and nodded, "Yes, a folk indeed." The farmer replied, "Well, your father and I are long friends. We have been talking about our children-- especially Y/n and a son of his named 'Ezio'." The teen shot up and said, "Father has been talking about me? But why?" "You're Ezio. A young man from Auditore? You do look like your mother, but your atittude are like Giovanni's. I'm correct you are Ezio Auditore." "Yes sir, I am. But Y/n is that girl over there???" Ezio, as presumed, asked to her father who replied with a nod. They both looked at the young and famous maiden, picking up the flowers.