Loving an Assassin [Ezio Auditore]

Loving an Assassin [Chapter 3]

After hours of sewing and pricking my fingers, my mother finally releases me from the lesson. I am sent out to do random errands; today's is to pick up some fruits and vegetables from the vendor for tonight's dinner. With the florins in my purse and the compiled list in my hand, I walk down to the market. "Caterina! Caterina!" Someone yells out to me. Oh, that familiar voice. "Hello, Ezio," I respond, smiling softly. "Where have you been? I thought you would be outside your palazzo earlier!" Ezio exclaims.

"I had a sewing lesson with my mother and it lasted longer than usual," I answer. We walk down to the market together, our hands so close to touching. A warm, tingly feeling arises in my stomach when he takes my hand in his. "So Ezio? What are your plans for today? I thought you would be out with Cristina," I ask, frowning a bit at the thought. "She's engaged to another and I found out not too long ago-" "You mean this morning?" I question. "M-Maybe," Ezio stutters. Laughing, I walk to the vendors and I read off the list to them. They get the items I require and I pay for all the food.

Carrying the basket of items back to the palazzo, I hum a tune while Ezio follows me. He has never shown this much interest in me. Ever. I'm not saying that I don't like it- I do, I'm just not used to this. Soon after, Ezio leaves, but not before kissing my cheek. Blushing, I carry the basket into the kitchen of the palazzo. The servants take the basket from me and I throw the list into the fire, for I know we won't need it anymore. I walk upstairs to the parlor where my unfinished needlepoint is. I continue that for a few hours until Gabrielle brings in my lunch.

"I saw you talking to Ezio again. I pray that he doesn't have any...diseases." "What?" I ask. "From being with all those women," she says while I eat my small lunch of lamb and potatoes. I continue the needlepoint until dinner. That's when I hear of what happened; the Auditore men -all except Ezio- have been arrested for treason. Excusing myself from the dinner table, I run outside and vomit. How can this be happening?