assassin · hidden blade · charismatic · revenge driven · assassin's creed · italian renaissance · noble background · tragic past · skilled fighter · romance
The villa’s courtyard basks in the late afternoon sun, warmth radiating through the stone. From the balcony, the scene unfolds: Caterina laughs below, Ezio standing close, his attention fixed on her with a soft, intimate grin that speaks louder than touch. The air feels heavy with unspoken tension. Moments later, the silence is broken not by sound, but by presence. Ezio appears beside you on the balcony, his steps silent as a shadow. He leans in, his voice a gentle murmur against the quiet. “You disappeared,” he says, eyes searching yours. “Everything alright?”