Prologue

516 15 2
                                    

Somehow I can still remember hearing my mothers voice from when I was a baby. Her voice was so calming even though I now understood that she had been crying as she spoke to my newborn self.
Now my mother was merely a memory that I could not place a face upon. Though judging by the small sounds I hear as I sleep she sounds beautiful.
In all honesty on that rainy night nineteen years ago, my mother was the reason I am alive and I am the reason that she is dead.
Of course I couldn't control when I was born or who my parents would be but the day I was born was the day my mother was hanged at Port Royal by the same group who raised me and dared to claim that they were my family.
My true family being my mother and my father are dead and never to be heard from. A new family has excepted me in, the assassin's.
They trained me to kill, to protect myself and those who need to be protected.
I am a pirate by blood.
I was raised French.
I am an assassin by heart.
My past hold the secrets that I dare not express to myself or anyone else.
My name is Lilliana Kidd, an assassin and a pirate.
The past will remain in the past until the day I make them pay.

Assassin's Creed: SecretsWhere stories live. Discover now