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She [Chapter V]
Landing

The Prince x OC

As usual, the Prince and Sarina rose early before the sun, travelling all day with few stops before their nights rest.
Sarina hadn't forgotten about his story, either. "Are you going to continue your story?" she asked after they'd finished their meals.
"Didn't forget, huh? Where did we leave off last?"
"You defeated the Concubine with Elika." she reminded him.
"Well since you know the others, what do you know of the Warrior?" the thief asked.
She reflected on her studies for a moment, "The Warrior was a King whose people were being attacked from every direction. Being ones of peace, the kingdom refused to fight in return and the civilization then began to crumble. Wanting his people to be spared the suffering, he and a small group made themselves instruments of war, but it was not enough to ward off the pressure of the enemies. Becoming increasingly overwhelmed and his kingdom on the brink of total destruction, Ahriman spoke t
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Literature
She [Chapter IV]
The Saviour of The City of Light

The Prince x OC

"So, where to now?" the Prince asked Sarina as they mounted their horses after stowing their replenished supplies in their saddle bags and satchels.
"I don't know. Is there any place that you would like to visit?" she asked.
"Hmm..." he hummed in thought, "How about Zephyr?" he suggested.
"Zephyr?" she asked, taken aback by his idea, "If you're going to try to hold me for ransom to my father, I'll leave you here right now." she defended with her arms crossed and a frown on her lips, unwilling to go back to her city.
He laughed at her pouting, "I hadn't thought of that. It's a good idea." he said, her expression becoming one of disbelief as she looked away from him for a moment, a smile forming across her lips, "Alright, there's a city called Al-Nazir. It's quite a nice place and they have a beautiful area for baths. It will certainly take a while to get there, though." he tried again.
"Alright," she ag
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Literature
She [Chapter III]
Unworthy

The Prince x OC

They rose early in the morning and ate breakfast, continuing on while they could before the sun would begin beating down on them once again, forcing themselves to withstand the heat before finally settling down for their meal and some rest. They repeated this routine for several days. At the rate they were going, they would arrive by tomorrow's evening, making adequate time with the cycle they had been keeping with few stops before night's rest.
"We must find a tree to make us more inconspicuous here." she informed him as they slowed their horses into a trot.
"Why?" he asked.
"Templars. Troublesome men parading around in bands and I'd rather not take lives." she elaborated, "You travel. Haven't you heard of them before?"
"Of course I have, I just didn't know they were all the way out here. Well, how about that one?" he asked, pointing to a cedar tree with a rather broad trunk in the distance.
"That's where I was going." she i
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Literature
She [Chapter II]
Royalty

The Prince x OC

I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I truly apologize for the delay. Some of you know the reason and I thank you for being patient
Enjoy. :)
Sarina was surprised to see the thief standing by the buildings adjacent to the Inn she slept in the previous night. Nevertheless, she pretended to not see him despite knowing full well that he noticed her acknowledgement as she proceeded to the stables.
"If you're royalty," she heard behind her, "Why don't you live in a palace with servants?"
His voice was pleasurable to her ears and as much as she wanted to ignore him, her interest in the nameless man overtook her will to disregard his question, "I do live in a palace and I do have servants." she answered.
"Then why are you not home?"
She stopped as she seemed to be unable to avoid him, "Why do you wander?" she asked, turning to face him and being met with his brilliant, sky-blue eyes staring c
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Hearts Made of Gold [Chapter 10]
This Is Theft!

Connor x OC

I'm not sure when I'll be uploading again, but here's something for you all. Happy holidays. :)


1773 ...
Connor and Violette were sparring in the training room, a daily ritual to ensure they stayed above their enemies in any way possible and to keep in touch with each other's tactics. Seeing their Mentor make his way down the stairs, Violette called a break, her counterpart backing away and wiping his forehead as he caught his breath.
"Connor? Violette? Spare a moment?" the old man asked them.
"Sì, Mentore." "Of course." they answered, turning to face him, both of their gaze falling upon the rope in Achilles' hands.
"Have a look," he spoke, handing the rope to Connor.
Violette observed the spear-like tip at the end of it, "What is it?" she asked.
"A 'sheng biao', or rope dart, if you prefer," Achilles answered his inquisitive student, "This will come in han
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Hearts Made of Gold [Chapter 9]
We Are Assassins

Connor/OC

I'm so sorry for not updating for so long. Some of you know why I stopped writing and anyone else is free to message me for enquiries. I will be trying to get back into updating as often as possible because life must go on. Thank you all for your support.
Enjoy!
"The older man is a Templar," Connor informed Faulkner as he stood at the helm, "Who was he with?" he asked the man.
Violette looked up to the sky, shaking her head. He just wouldn't let it go. Furthermore, he should have been able to recognize the man from the portrait back in the manor. She made her way next to Connor's side.
"A Templar?" Faulkner repeated, unsure if Connor was saying that the man may also be an enemy, "The young buck was Nicholas Biddle. Nobody. Sails before the mast—midshipman for the Crown."
"You would know that if you paid closer attention to our enemies and their positions, Connor." Violette jeered her
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Fragment
We are but a speck of dust
in this vast universe;
and for a moment,
we feel so much more than that
when we're with the ones we love.
Yet, we feel so much smaller
than that when we break away;
because we lose a part
of ourselves: a part of us
that was meant for them to keep
until we become just a memory
of who we used to be.
 
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Faded
Fading away.
The feeling of hopelessness.
The feeling of losing more
of yourself with every
passing second.
The feeling of being left
in the dark to simply
fade away.
The feeling of being unwanted
by the one person you
need to feel wanted by.
The feeling of guilt,
suffering by your own hands,
your own words and actions.
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Flicker
I saw my soul,
lost in the forest:
a flickering light
in a neverending darkness.
I watched in wonder
as the light wandered freely,
waiting and hoping
that someone would find it.
But as I watched my flickering soul,
I suddenly remembered
that this little light is my own.
So I took the flickering light,
this little lost soul of mine.
I promised to protect it
and carried it safely home.
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Hearts Made Of Gold [Chapter 8]
Hide In Plain Sight

Connor x Female!OC

I hope you all enjoy this chapter and I sincerely apologize for the delay!

Six Months Later...
Connor and Achilles—after much negotiating and pleading—had managed to get Violette to learn how to swim and therefore, she was able to help with the restoration of the Aquila, though she often avoided looking into the water while aboard the ship. She herself wasn't sure as to why the deep waters frightened her so much even though she knew how to keep herself alive, but she would get over such trivial matters in time.
Whatever time the two hadn't spent on rebuilding the ship was spent studying, training and working. Achilles was glad to keep them occupied rather than lounging around the manor or constantly bickering in his ears.
Violette tended to indulge herself in artwork and learning about the Assassin of the R
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Forbidden [Chapter 6]

An Old Friend

Dark Ace x Female!OC


Enjoy!

Flashback...
"Did you pick up the ring?" Flame asked her lover as she unmounted her Switchblade.
"I did," he confirmed, "I still don't understand why you would choose the Firebolt Crystal." he spoke as they made their way inside their beautiful getaway home.
"I assume it's the same reason you chose the Frost Crystal." she smiled at him.
He smirked, "Does it really remind you of my eyes? I've never seen the resemblance."
"That's because you don't see yourself the way I see you, Ace." she told him, placing a hand on his cheek, leading him to the back door of the house and outside, next to the brilliant, clear sea.
Flame pulled out the ring, a Frost Crystal, cut and shaped smoothly, the platinum edges pressing the
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The Prince x OC


As usual, the Prince and Sarina rose early before the sun, travelling all day with few stops before their nights rest.

Sarina hadn't forgotten about his story, either. "Are you going to continue your story?" she asked after they'd finished their meals.

"Didn't forget, huh? Where did we leave off last?"

"You defeated the Concubine with Elika." she reminded him.

"Well since you know the others, what do you know of the Warrior?" the thief asked.

She reflected on her studies for a moment, "The Warrior was a King whose people were being attacked from every direction. Being ones of peace, the kingdom refused to fight in return and the civilization then began to crumble. Wanting his people to be spared the suffering, he and a small group made themselves instruments of war, but it was not enough to ward off the pressure of the enemies. Becoming increasingly overwhelmed and his kingdom on the brink of total destruction, Ahriman spoke to him, promising his people salvation from the suffering in return for the King's soul. Having accepted and being able to defeat the enemy, he was not able to return home as he had become everything his people rejected."

"Yes, yes," the Prince waved off, "I know the part about him doing it out of honour. Elika wouldn't let that go. Kept giving him a chance to redeem his honour." he said, irritation in his voice, Sarina giggling at his dismissal for that particular Corrupted.

He groaned, "Ah, after that battle, I wasn't sure who got their ass kicked more." he admitted.

"Met your match, did you?" she asked, an eyebrow perking up, entertained and curious.

"Just a little bit," he admitted, "Just...he was very tough to fight, alright." he frowned.

She laughed at this, "I didn't mean anything by it, I'm sorry."

"It's alright, Princess. I'd like to see you try." he challenged her.

"I'd rather not. Besides, that would mean having to release Ahriman once again and you'd have to repeat the entire process of trapping him once more." she brought to his attention.

"That's...very true. Alright, maybe not."

"So, how does this story end?" she enquired, "Did you keep Ahriman trapped?"

"Well...once we got back to the Temple, we were greeted by her father, who was now thoroughly a minion of Ahriman."

"That's unfortunate," she sympathized. She could never imagine her father being taken over by such an evil entity like Ahriman.

"He begged her to let him live, begging to leave Ahriman free. I wasn't going to stand for that, but this was between her and her father, now. She denied him his wish, not seeing the man she once new any longer. Ahriman was about to be set free despite our efforts and we hurried to make the final move in keeping him locked away with the remaining fertile grounds within the temple. While using the plates to get us where we needed to go, Ahriman appeared out of nowhere. He swallowed us."

Her eyebrows knitted, "Ahriman...swallowed you?" she repeated.

"He is very, very big." the Prince elaborated.

"The next thing I knew, I hit the floor. We were by the Tree of Life, and it carried this glow, just as it did before the King attempted to set Ahriman free. I saw Elika on the other side of it, letting her know that we, amazingly, did it."

"That's a wonderful story," Sarina smiled.

"No, no, it's not..." the Prince grimaced, "The last piece of the seal to keep Ahriman trapped was Elika giving her life back to Ahriman. She was gone."

"Oh, no..." the Princess whispered. She could see it in his eyes that there was something there, somewhere in his heart, that Elika remained, "I'm so sorry..."

"I picked her up, brought her out of the temple and laid her on the altar there..."

Sarina said nothing, not wanting to rob him the end of his story.

"There were four trees further out, each acting as a guard for the four parts of the kingdom. I destroyed all of them. I went back into the Temple...and made the same deal with Ahriman that her father did. I brought her back. Everything that we'd worked so hard to stop, I undid in that single moment. But...I didn't release Ahriman; and as I walked away with her in my arms, the world around us became colder and more void of life. He escaped, he was going to, regardless of Elika giving her life back or not. It was freezing, she was getting heavier in my arms, but she was so weak I wasn't going to let her try to walk. I found a door and went in with her, putting her down to close it. The door shook and I was so weak and hungry, I just wanted at least five minutes of rest. Elika had woken up and managed to stand up on her own and I approached her to make sure that she was okay, but all she gave me was a very hard slap across the face."

Sarina knitted her eyebrows, "Just like that?"

"Well, it seemed like I undid everything we fought so hard to prevent, so I kind of deserved it," he argued.

"You brought her back because you couldn't see her lifeless and after everything you helped her do, you didn't deserve to be hit." Sarina argued.

"I'm glad you're on my side, I suppose," the thief spoke, "I argued that I didn't know what else to do. I couldn't just leave her lying there dead."

"Well, of course not." Sarina agreed.

"She ran, not stopping to look back and I ran after her. I ran into her and her father—or what was her father once. He spoke of me setting Ahriman free, and I told her I didn't. The Minion pushed Elika hard enough that she fell unconscious upon hitting the wall and I battled him for a while until she recovered. Despite being angry, she helped me when she could, but it was difficult for her to fight him and I was mainly left fighting him on my own. We won the battle, for the most part, but the force of his blade—or something he'd done—was powerful enough to push us back into some crevice. I immediately rushed to her side, to make sure she was alright, but she still wasn't speaking with me. We kept moving. Where to, I didn't know. I only did as asked. I tried reasoning with her, but she wouldn't hear it; wouldn't reply to me. We battled a few corrupted soldiers and on our way to wherever we were going, she mentioned the mark of Ormazd, informing me that her people had been there."

"Where were her people before?" the Princess asked.

"She said they dissipated after her mother passed away three years prior to this."

"That's sad to hear: losing her mother, her people and now her father," the princess spoke with a frown upon her lips, "Please, continue." she urged the Prince.

"We finally reached a platform and moved across, only to be stopped by the Warrior."

"I thought you'd killed him." Sarina mentioned, remembering earlier on in the story.

"As did I. The Warrior charged at us, but I was quick to advert his attack with my own blade and it halted him for a moment. We lured him to the edge and thought we'd pushed him off, but he became surrounded by corruption and all of a sudden, we were looking at the Hunter."

"Interesting." the Princess commented, so enticed by his story and wanting to hear the end.

"Again, luring the Hunter to the edge this time, I'd managed to push him off. I then asked Elika what that was—as she told me that the Corrupted we eliminated in the Kingdom were dead now. She said that Ahriman was creating creatures from the corruption, but was weak enough that he could only use forms that he was familiar with until he built more strength. I took that, having some form of hope to hold on to. I enquired that if Ahriman was too weak, we should turn around and face him while he was, that it would be our only hope to stop him, but she said we weren't strong enough. I didn't know what we could possibly do at that point. God, she berated me for not having an immediate plan when I pulled her into that place. Even worse for bringing her back to life. Ahriman wanted her dead, is what I believe. She just couldn't see it from the way I did."

"She was angry that you brought her back," Sarina understood, "When you helped her get to the Temple, she told you to leave because she was going to give her life back to Ahriman, but her father intervened and stopped her. Am I right?"

"I think that was her initial plan, yes." he agreed, "Did I ever mention corrupted air? It hurts so much. You feel it surging through you. Your body can't breathe, you feel weakened but you have to keep pushing through to the other side, if there's another side," he complained.

"It sounds horrible." the Princess agreed, "Something I will be glad to never experience."

The Prince nodded, "We finally found a plate, but it wasn't lit in any way. Elika was ready to give up, but I wasn't. I hit the plate in anger and it did cause her some pain, but it activated. We were able to continue on and that's what mattered," he justified, "We were in a hammam (bathhouse), and bit by bit, we were draining the corruption and finding a way to escape. We made our way down once the way was cleared, but we were once again confronted by the Warrior. I had to ask why was he trying to stop us if she was so sure that he couldn't be stopped? To me, that's enough to try, even if we failed."

Sarina nodded her head, "That seems reasonable to me."

"She was adamant in believing that only Ormazd had the power to stop him. I didn't think so. I believed in her. Even though she argued that the Temple gave her the powers she had, she still had them even though the Temple was destroyed at this point. We continued on after defeating the Hunter and Warrior once again, still trying to convince her that she was capable of stopping Ahriman, but she didn't want to hear it. As we moved on, she was beginning to sense that there was a way out of where we were despite seeming like there was no way out of there. We pressed forward, taking it one step at a time and we finally found a way to go on."

"I'm glad you didn't give up hope," Sarina commented, a smile on her face. The Prince smiled in return. He could see that she was very interested in this story, compared to easily dismissing him at first.

"Believe me, so am I. Continuing on, we ran into the Minion that was once her father—asking me what I wish of Ahriman and I, of course, denied any offer. We fought him until we 'defeated' him once more. I won't lie, I was offended when she asked me why I wouldn't take what Ahriman has to offer. I was shocked that after everything I had done to help, that she thought I would do such a thing."

"Well, of course. It must have not been a good feeling to hear that's what she expected of you." Sarina agreed to his discomfort in the Ahura Princess' words.

"I kept trying to show her that it was her that held the power. The plates working, beams appearing for a short while to help us across, but she still didn't see it, said that there might have been a Temple within the area that we hadn't reach yet, but I knew it was her. We ran into that damned Warrior-turned-Hunter again and continued on once finished with him, finding the Tomb of Acha—something, no offense to the man." he said, unable to pronounce the man's name.

"Achaemenes, I believe. The King of the Ahura when Ahriman first attacked." Sarina corrected him.

"Yeah, him," the Prince confirmed, impressed with her memory from simple studies, but was too emotionally caught in the end of his story to really comment on it. "We made our way out of the Tomb, and let me tell you, her pessimism was becoming annoying at this point. To me, if she didn't believe in herself that she could defeat Ahriman, then it wasn't going to happen."

"Believing in yourself is the key to success," the Princess commented, "Something even my father had taught me from young."

"Exactly. Moving on from the Tomb, we encountered The Minion again. I'm not sure if they tried to be annoying, or if it just happened naturally. Either way, we got him out of the way once more to continue trying to find some way out. Of course, we ran into the Warrior-Hunter again. I'll admit it: I was glad it wasn't the Alchemist or the Concubine. I found those two the most annoying to battle in all of this, apart from Ahriman himself—that was just frightening, even for me. We defeated them moved on through more horrid corrupted air and climbing and avoiding corruption plastered on the wall. I just wanted to sleep at that point. Then again, who needs rest when there's an angry God of Darkness after you?"

Sarina smiled, "Sleep is for the weak, I suppose."

"She said there was a way out of there, pointing in the distance and explaining that we could shelter from Ahriman until he finds us. I wasn't keen on running and hiding, but if this was the time I needed to convince her that she had the power to fight Ahriman and trap him for another thousand years, so be it. I was pulled away from continuing on by The Minion and she was already on her way down. I shouted out for her to get out of there and I fought him. Elika didn't leave like I told her to, told me to push him down there. Logical, since it seemed like she was the only one who could do any real damage to him and I happily obliged. After a lot of trouble, I finally pushed him down and followed, now having Elika to help me defeat him. She wasn't seeming to damage him either, though. I saw the throne and it had spikes coming out of it from behind and brought it to her attention. In time, we'd managed to push him against it and The Minion was defeated, unable to return once more. Elika was devastated and I had to pull her away as he died. The throne became covered in corruption, his corpse even remaining. We pushed forward. If we were able to defeat him, I think we still might have stood a chance against Ahriman. Once we made our way to higher ground, a sort of...growling noise was prominent in the vicinity and I looked over to see that The Minion emerged from the corruption on the throne."

"That's very sad..." Sarina grimaced, "I couldn't do it. I could never see my father in such a state."

"It shook her, believe me. I could see it in her eyes every time I looked at her." he agreed. Sarina could see it in his eyes as well, that he still felt her pain, "We kept pushing despite that, taking refuge on plates in the walls with corruption rising up to try and eat us. Mind you, I myself was starving. I still don't know how I pushed forward without any sustenance."

"Maybe even corruption gets hungry." Sarina smiled, getting a glare in return along with a chuckle.

"Oh, she thinks she's funny now," the Prince said in a playfully sarcastic tone, referring to her little joke and causing the Princess to giggle, "We made our way up, finally finding an exit. She brought up that she couldn't heal her father, that if she couldn't even do that, she never stood a chance against Ahriman if he was only growing stronger. I told her that there was a city a few days away, a fort just a little further. I told her we could even cross the seas. That there wereplaces for us to run. She told me to go on if I wished and I told her she couldn't do it alone. She said she knew that, and that's why she had to find her people. She jumped off the banister there, but her power would have protected her fall."

"What happened then?" Sarina asked, seeing his expression darken further.

"I ran. I will admit it, I ran. I did what I could, but I just...I was no use to her anymore. Elika found her people and helped them, I assume, since Ahriman has been trapped once again...but I ran."

"Did you find Elika again?"

"No," he replied, "I haven't seen her since that moment she left me there."

Sarina saw his face lit in the light of the fire, and she could see from certain angles a trail running from his eyes as he looked up into the stars. She moved closer to him, placing her hand gently on his face to wipe the tears away, "Why do you cry?" she asked him, her tone gentle, trying to bring him some comfort.

"I'm not crying. The smoke of the fire is making my eyes water." he lied.

"Do not lie to me, Prince. I can see it in your eyes. Tell me, what is in your heart?" she requested of him.

"Sometimes...things just seem too similar to the past," he began, "Running from Ahriman, it was as if I was running from the war that took my parents again, only with nowhere to hide this time. I don't even remember how I made it out of there or how I knew Ahriman had been trapped once more. All I knew was that corruption hadn't taken over me and my heart was still beating."

"That's all that mattered and all that still matters," she reassured him.

"I still think on it, to this day, after everything I helped Elika accomplish, how she could have just left me there like she did: no way of fighting against them without her powers. I don't remember how I escaped the area. All I know is that I did and I ran."

"You loved her," Sarina stated.

"I wouldn't know if that was love, I've never loved a woman before. Maybe it was; I'd never felt like that until I met her; that feeling that makes you wonder what could be. As the Concubine had put it when we were battling her, she 'infected me deep', and Elika herself had hinted that maybe she had feelings for me in return. But, that hope diminished when I saw how easily she could have left me to die when I couldn't leave her there on the Temple floor after giving her life back to Ahriman."

"That is love, Prince."

"Well, then I don't want it again. Trusting people, letting them under your skin; you only get hurt in the end. It will never be worth the pain of betrayal you face in the end. I didn't even know her for very long. It's not like I spent a vast amount of time with her like I have with—" he stopped himself from speaking any further, looking to the Princess. Perhaps he didn't need any more words.

"Sometimes, it just takes finding the right person..." Sarina told him, "I'd like to think so, at least. I was devastated when I ended the affair Altaïr and I had. I couldn't even return home. I just...travelled. Where to, I don't know. I could have died, not even bothering to look at my sun-dial and barely giving myself enough sustenance. But you're here, just as I am. We're both still alive because regardless of the pain we've been through, there's something out there for both of us. It's just a matter of finding it." the Princess reassured the thief, looking up to the stars with him, "I like to believe that as much as we fall and pick ourselves back up, there will be a day where someone else is going to come along and help us through each and every hurt we feel, share every moment, regardless of the circumstances—the good and the bad. Not a saviour, but a comforter. That will be the day I find the one who is right for me." she smiled.

The Prince looked at her, amazed that as young and beautiful as she was, she knew the pain of heartbreak. Yet here she was, giving advice to someone so much older than she was—someone who had much more experience in comparison—and staying so optimistic that the Assassin wouldn't be the only love she would know in her lifetime.

He observed her as she looked to the stars, before her eyes turned to meet his. The light of the fire illuminated the edges of her figure, seeming like she was glowing. She was so beautiful. The soft smile on her lips taunted him, but she deserved more respect than possibly feeling like a comfort for his own loss.

She leaned in, wrapping her arms around him for an embrace for a moment before pressing her lips against his cheek, looking back at him as she gently cupped his cheek with her hand, "Life if good, Prince. You know this. What happened is in the past and what matters now is the present." she reassured him, "Goodnight." she said, rising from his mat to find her own.

The Prince slumped down on his own, arms propping his head like a pillow as usual.

Why does it always have to be a Princess...?


The night was particularly chilly and while the Prince was able to withstand it, he still woke from noise and couldn't help notice that Sarina was moving around a lot.

He observed her, unsure if she was having a bad dream or if she was cold.

Her eyes suddenly shot open and she stood up quickly, pacing around, her chest heaving.

"Are you alright?" he asked her, surprised by how rapidly she helped herself up from the floor.

"I'm fine," she said with short breaths, "I just...it's cold."

"You've never slept through nights like these?" he asked, "They're quite common." he said as he attempted to re-light the fire that had gone out.

"I have, I just..." she trailed off, "As I said, I'm fine." she finalized. She didn't want to tell him about to horrible dream she had. It would seem weird to him, wouldn't it? A dream about the thief she travelled with, lost and helpless, not knowing where to run and having nobody to run to. "I'm going to check on the horses." she told him, walking away.

When she returned, the Prince stood up from the re-lit bonfire, walking over to her. He put his hand on her arm, a gentle squeeze, "I won't force you to tell me what's going on, Princess," he began, "But at least assure me that you are alright."

A soft smile formed on her lips, her hand unintentionally reaching out and finding itself resting on his side, "I'm alright, I promise."

"Good," he smiled, "Now, lie down."

"I don't feel like sleeping right now." she told him.

He sighed, "At least just rest your body, Sarina."

She did as asked, her eyes observing the fire crackling from penetrating the pieces of wood arranged like a tent. She heard shuffling behind her, startled by suddenly feeling the Prince behind her. "What are you doing?" she asked him, her body tensing from the unfamiliar and very close contact with the thief.

"It's a cold night, Princess," he told her as he lifted her head gently to rest on his folded arm like a pillow, "and we both need sleep or we won't make any good time travelling tomorrow." he finished explaining, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close, his hand gently laying on top of hers, "Besides, your mat looks much comfier." he finalized as he finally found a comfortable position with her in his arms.

"It is." she agreed, her voice soft.

Her body sank into his. She felt so secure in his embrace, a feeling she never had with the emotionally detached Altaïr. A comfort took over her and even though her eyes remained open, she became at peace in the position she was in; sleep seeming unnecessary. She didn't want to sleep, she wanted to stay awake and relish in what she was feeling in that moment.

She felt so delicate in his arms, a softness to his strength. Despite being with many women, there was never a comfort like what he was feeling as he held Sarina in his arms. It was an intimacy that he'd never experienced before and one that he would never pass up if he ever got the chance again. Her hands were small compared to his, her skin gentle to the touch. His thumb tenderly caressed her hand in a back and forth motion, his eyes too not wanting to close. She shifted and he thought she was going to pull away, but she pushed herself even closer to him, a smile forming across his lips from her attempt at being closer to him. Neither of them look at each other, both of their eyes remaining on the cracking fire, not a single word being spoken between the two.

He was falling, and he feared the landing.

She [Chapter V]
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The Saviour of The City of Light

The Prince x OC



"So, where to now?" the Prince asked Sarina as they mounted their horses after stowing their replenished supplies in their saddle bags and satchels.

"I don't know. Is there any place that you would like to visit?" she asked.

"Hmm..." he hummed in thought, "How about Zephyr?" he suggested.

"Zephyr?" she asked, taken aback by his idea, "If you're going to try to hold me for ransom to my father, I'll leave you here right now." she defended with her arms crossed and a frown on her lips, unwilling to go back to her city.

He laughed at her pouting, "I hadn't thought of that. It's a good idea." he said, her expression becoming one of disbelief as she looked away from him for a moment, a smile forming across her lips, "Alright, there's a city called Al-Nazir. It's quite a nice place and they have a beautiful area for baths. It will certainly take a while to get there, though." he tried again.

"Alright," she agreed, "Do we have enough to survive this trip?"

"There's another city on the way there, we can restock upon reaching it."

"Sounds like a plan. Lead the way." she offered, gesturing for him to go on first.

They travelled for many days and nights, repeating the same routine of random conversation over dinner before bed and waking up, as usual, before sunrise.


"Did I ever tell you that I saved the world from total destruction?" he asked her as they laid by the bonfire for warmth after their dinner.

"Really?" she asked, her tone peaking up; an indication that she didn't believe him in the slightest.

"I really did!" he said, trying to convince her.

"Well, do tell me how you saved the world from total destruction." she smiled, still not believing him.

"It was in the City of the Ahura," he began.

"That city is dead and has been for many generations." she informed him.

"You know of it? I didn't even know it existed when the Princess fell on me."

Sarina's eyebrow perked up, unsure if she'd heard that correctly, "What?"

"Princess Elika," he elaborated, "I didn't know she was a Princess at the time, but when I'd fallen into a ditch in a sandstorm and stood up, I turned around and boom, right on top of me."

"I see." she stated, smiling in disbelief, "go on."

"When she stood up and she pressed me against the wall and—"

"Okay." Sarina interrupted him, "Now I really don't believe you."

"Hey, now!" he started, "It wasn't like that."

"To your dismay," she laughed.

"She covered my mouth and looked up, so I looked up too and saw guards. When they didn't see her and walked back, she turned away and I asked her what her name was, but she never answered. So, I followed."

"Well if that doesn't sound familiar." Sarina commented, smiling.

"I like to know the names of beautiful women who fall on me." he said, smiling in return. He could see a slight blush appearing on her face, probably recounting when she dropped on him in the markets as well.

She laughed, "Or know the names of women who enjoy pomegranates."

"You're never going to let that go, are you?" he asked.

"Never," she confirmed with a smile, "Anyway..." she said, urging him to continue his story with her hand.

"Eventually, she ran into guards and I intervened. Of course they ran away fearing for their lives."

"Of course." she agreed, although she could see his uncertainty of whether her words were genuine or just mockery.

"When I finally got the chance to talk to her, she told me that my girlfriend and I should get out of there."

"Your girlfriend?" the Princess asked.

"I...had lost my donkey in the sandstorm before I fell down the cliff...and had a rock drop on my head."

"Oh, that's horrible!" she commented in a playful tone, a smile on her face, "What was your donkey's name?"

The Prince looked away for a moment before looking back at her, "Farah."

"You named your donkey and your horse 'Farah'?"

"Hey, it's a nice name, alright?"

"It is a wonderful name. I never disagreed on that."

"I didn't listen to her and turn back," he continued, "I followed her on and eventually, when I began to run over a bridge she did, she spoke out when I was already on, but not to me. I looked up and guards were pushing boulders onto the bridge. It broke and collapsed and I was running for my life. Trying to jump ahead didn't help either and I fell. I was falling to my death and, I don't know, she saved me."

"How was she able to save you?" Sarina asked.

"With magic." he stated simply, the Princess bursting out in laughter, "Hey, it's true!" he defended, despite his story sounding more like a dream.

"I'm sorry," she apologized once she recovered from her laughter, "It just doesn't sound realistic in any way." she explained.

"I didn't think so at the time, either," he chuckled in agreement, "But, I figured that's why they were trying to kill us, to which she informed me that they were strictly just trying to kill me alone."

"You're just trouble wherever you go, aren't you?" she smiled, receiving one in return.

"Saving me had drained her and she collapsed, so I carried her further along until she felt better. She explained that she needed to get to a Temple, so I followed to make sure she was alright. On the way, a couple of guards cut us off, stating that I wouldn't stand between them and the Princess. Of course, I wasn't aware of what they were talking about and even had to confirm it with her." he took a sip from his waterskin before continuing on, "I easily defeated the guards," he began, Sarina giggling at how he was so confident even now that he was a great fighter, she herself never having seen him fight before, "and further on, another man tried to stop us. This time, he was dressed differently, but we ignored him and continued on to the Temple, hidden within an enormous tree."

"The Tree of Life: The Temple of the Ahura, which acts as the prison of Ahriman, the God of Darkness." Sarina stated, "Trapped by his brother, Ormazd, the God of Light."

"You're loving this story-killing, aren't you?" he asked her, a playful smirk on his lips, "How do you even know all of this?"

"Books that I've read," she answered.

"I wish I read that book," he replied, "I'd know what I was getting into. I would've found my donkey and walked away...I never found that damn donkey. She was carrying a King's worth of gold, you know?"

"Because you're a thief and I don't believe you would've walked away," she laughed, "You're too good of a man to just walk away from the world possibly being forever destroyed." she finished, taking a sip from her own waterskin.

"Are you so sure of that?"

"I would like to think so." she admitted.

"We arrived to the Temple and she thanked me, telling me to leave. Of course, I helped her get there and I wasn't going to just go,"

"Of course not," Sarina cut in, "Not without a proper 'thanks' from the Princess." she had a mischievous smile across her lips, getting one in return.

"That last man that tried to stop us had arrived as well, ready to fight. I was ready to defend, of course. Turns out he was the King," the Prince grimaced, "and we fought some, the battle favouring me. Instead of accepting that and turning away, he cut the tree that contained Ahriman, releasing him."

"That doesn't sound good at all," Sarina commented.

"It wasn't. Let me tell you—the quick change of scenery from being so healthy-looking to...dead—it was impressive and disturbing all at once. All from one slice of a blade. I urged her to go, but something dark came up from the ground, the only thing distinct about them being the weapon in their hand. I didn't know what to do. Then, Elika used that...magic of hers again. I was able to utilize it to defeat whatever that thing was and we continued on out of the Temple, dodging the ground crumbling down in front of us and this...black...slime all over. She called it Ahriman's 'corruption'."

"This is beginning to sound more like a nightmare," Sarina added in.

"It was. I wasn't sure we were going to make it out of there, but we did. The desert, everything around us, the tree...it had all changed—not like it was before we entered the Temple with the sun shining and the tree blooming with leaves. It was...dark, depressing..." he said.

The Princess watched the expressions on his face as he told his story, the look in his eyes. It was then that she realized that it must have been true. Even though his lips had a habit of lying to her every now and then on their journey together thus far, she'd observed over their time together that his eyes couldn't fail her in truth.

"She said that the Temple still had enough power to contain Ahriman long enough that we could give it more strength to keep him trapped there. So, we travelled from the Temple to The Citadel and here, we encountered one of the Corrupted Generals."

"Four loyal servants of Ahriman, given a false promise by an evil God in exchange for their souls. They were locked away along with Ahriman when Ormazd intervened." Sarina spoke.

"Exactly," he agreed, "The first was the Hunter." he said, waiting to see if she would tell him about each and every one as he had encountered them with the Ahura Princess.

Sarina sat, listening, unsure as to why he had stopped until realizing he was waiting for her, "Oh, the Hunter was a Prince who loved to hunt—hence his name—and was matchless in skill. Running out of prey, he sold his soul to Ahriman upon the God of Darkness luring him into a dark cave and offering him the chance fight and hunt against Mankind, the greatest, most fearsome creature that would ever walk the Earth."

"You really know your stuff. I'm impressed." the Prince complimented her on her knowledge.

"When you have nothing else to do, what better way to pass the time than to learn about worlds of the ancient?" she asked.

"Learn about worlds of the present?" the Prince asked in reply.

"Well, I am now." she smiled, receiving one in return.

"There were four fertile grounds, so Elika had called them, that would heal and demolish the corruption in that area and give the Temple more strength to keep Ahriman from breaking free entirely. When she healed the first one—after us having to battle the Hunter, mind you—she was completely drained of energy. She told me to lead her to a 'Light Seed', which I assumed then that it was the...glowing thing just sitting right there. So I helped her to it and it helped her gain strength. So, we went around getting as many as we could as we healed the fertile grounds, and once we had enough, she said that we needed to go back to the Temple. She took me back and there were these...pictures, glowing in the ground."

"Pictures glowing in the ground?" the Princess asked, the thief confirming what he had said.

"Each had represented some sort of Power of Ormazd that would help us reach other fertile grounds. Those plates were a lot of fun," he smiled, nostalgia taking over him for a few seconds.

"I guess Ormazd's power can be represented in different ways." Sarina commented.

The thief's eyebrow quirked in curiousity, "What do you mean?"

"Well, the City of the Ahura has plates and Elika had some power. My father's father was an Ahura and was able to hold power much like Elika's. My father's power is through his knowledge. My power is only within my weapons. Aside from them, I'm just a plain Princess." she explained, albeit she knew that she held another gift that made her far from any normal person: a gift from her mother.

"You have Ormazd's power?"

"No, my weapons have them. I don't travel with them, though. They are much too precious."

"Well, you're certainly not plain otherwise." he smiled, causing her to blush.

"Your story?" she asked, urging him to continue.

"Anyway, we got each power piece by piece and with every one, there was some sort of moment of—what I thought was things to come, involving her death. I reassured her that it didn't have to happen. But, as we continued gaining each power, it became clear that they weren't moments in the future, but in the past."

"She had died?!" Sarina asked, the tone in her voice being one of disbelief.

"Yeah, she was dead. She said one of the plates—the plates containing the Powers of Ormazd—had failed. Her father had brought her to Ahriman and made an agreement with him. Ahriman, in return, gave Elika life once again."

"That's...a lot to take in, considering all that you were already doing." Sarina admitted, taking another sip from her waterskin.

"Imagine how I felt!" the Prince related, "And I had to fight her father a couple of times on top of all of this—not to mention he was slowly becoming more and more corrupted. I should have listened more to my mother." he grimaced, remembering her wish for him to settle down, though he knew that wasn't in his nature.

"That's a lot for two people," Sarina acknowledged.

"It was, but I did what I had to. I should have listened more to my mother." he repeated, causing the Princess to giggle.

"I don't see you ever settling down with a woman and having children," she admitted, "You just don't seem like the type."

"I'm not." he gave a small chuckle, "After the lands were healed in The Citadel, having to fight the Hunter for each of them, we had to face him for a final time once the Black Gate—so she called it—had opened with her powers."

"That alone sounds tiresome."

"Oh, it was, believe me. But on the bright side, I totally kicked his sorry little ass." he said proudly, wide smile across his lips.

"Oh, really?" she grinned.

"Well, I'm alive, aren't I?" he came back.

"That, you are."

"Next was The Vale, and it was here that I met the Alchemist," he began once again, taking a sip from his waterskin, his hand gesturing for her to tell him what she knew of the Corrupted, enjoying how informed she was in the Gods and their stories.

"This one is much more complex," she admitted, "The Alchemist was once an Ahura. He was thirsty for knowledge and, eventually, became cold: let go of all compassion and ethics, letting nothing get in the way of his experiments. Unfortunately, his health had depleted and at first, he asked Ormazd for help, but his cruelty toward others had caused Ormazd to turn away from his cries for help. It was here that Ahriman began to whisper that there was a formula for eternal youth—the formula for immortality. Of course, the Alchemist wanted this and demanded that he be given this formula. Ahriman negotiated that he would have the formula if he gave the God of Darkness his soul in return—an exchange that the Alchemist didn't think twice about. However, the formula given by Ahriman was so complex, that the Alchemist spent his final moments trying to find some sort of breakthrough. His health was still diminishing and he finally collapsed, Ahriman taking his soul as he was dying. But in this, the Alchemist realized that he would live forever. As long as Ahriman lived, so too would the Alchemist." she finished, taking a sip from her waterskin after such a long explanation.

"Wow." the Prince commented.

She looked at him, unsure of why he'd said that, "What?"

"Just...wow! Your story of the Alchemist. Elika didn't even go into that much detail when I asked."

"I found him very interesting in my studies of the Ahura."

"Did you ever wonder what the formula was?" the Prince asked.

"That formula will only bring chaos. It's best left unknown and let life run its natural course." she answered.

The Prince nodded in agreement, "There is a lot of truth to that."

"You want the formula, don't you?" she smiled, sure that his answer would be 'yes'.

"Not enough to sell my soul to an angry God of Darkness." he admitted, getting a laugh in return along with an agreement.

"What was it like, fighting the Alchemist?" she asked.

"I think he was one of the easier ones, if I were to be honest. Definitely much harder than the Hunter, with all that self-healing and stringy, pulling crap."

Sarina giggled at the way he described fighting the Corrupted. It was clear that he despised fighting them, but then again, who would want to? The Prince definitely carried more courage than she ever could.

"I gave his ass a thorough, and very deserving, beating." the Prince stated proudly.

"Well he's evil," she began, "Of course he deserved to be put back where he belongs."

"I meant I deserved to put him back where he belongs after everything he put me through during confrontations." the Prince corrected her.

"Oh, well, that too." she chuckled.

"After healing The Vale, we moved on to Royal Palace."

"Did you, by chance, try to find the royal room of Princess Elika?" Sarina teased.

The Prince scoffed, "Hey, I'm more of a gentleman than that," he stated in defense, "I would never enter such a place without being invited." he finalized with a smirk upon his lips.

"Indeed, a gentleman," she stated playfully and sarcastically.

"This is where I was introduced to the Concubine," he grimaced.

"Oh, even better." the Princess mocked playfully.

"God, no." he frowned, "I wanted to turn away the moment I met her. I can't believe Ahriman was trapped with her for a thousand years!"

"Hmm...let's see," Sarina started, "The Concubine was once a very beautiful and intelligent woman, capable of even controlling politics within the courts. However, she knew that her true power rested within manipulating men and saw this as her only route to success, riches and court influences. When she became involved with a very powerful man, she had managed to attract the attention of another woman within the court that had great power as well. The other woman had hired someone to maim the Concubine so that she may be left without a way to acquire any more power within the court with her influence of beauty. In turn, the Concubine sought and plead with Ahriman that she may have the ability to cast illusions, which would allow her to become anyone she desired. Ahriman gave this to her in return that she give her soul to the God of Darkness. However, her power never lasted very long, and would be forced to leave her lover every night, starting the process of seduction over again every time. The more men she seduced, the further she strayed from herself until finally, she'd forgotten completely who she was, being left only with the feelings of loss, lust and rejection."

"I don't feel sorry for her at all," the Prince scowled.

Sarina was surprised at his statement, "Well, why not? Yes, she was manipulative, but she was still a woman that could feel love and pain."

"The illusions, the mind twisting...she was never beautiful to me. She never will be."

"Mind twisting?" the Princess enquired.

"The things she said," the Prince began to explain, "Giving false promises of fulfilling our dreams and desires, trying to drive a wedge between Elika and I," he shook his head, "and while I would never intentionally harm a woman, she deserved it and needed to leave us the hell alone." he finished.

"I see." Sarina listened.

"Well, I think I've talked myself into exhaustion," the Prince spoke, "Perhaps I'll tell you the rest tomorrow."

"Perhaps?" the Princess asked, "You have to tell me the rest of the story! You can't just leave it like that."

"You like it that much?" he asked.

"I do," she smiled, "And I want to hear about how you defeated the God of Darkness."

"Yeah..."

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madameHunterr Featured By Owner Nov 11, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Whoa lol thank you :)
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JJJMadness Featured By Owner Nov 12, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
You're Welcome. by JJJMadness  
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Annaivri Featured By Owner Nov 11, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Happy birthday! :party:
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