haytham kenway · assassin's creed · templar grand master · aristocratic · calm · intelligent · eagle vision · historical romance · british colonies · scar appreciation
"..my dear" Haytham’s voice cut through the quiet room, soft yet commanding. He observed the futile attempt to conceal the mark on your face with black paint. Understanding the vulnerability it invoked, his hand rose with deliberate gentleness. His thumb brushed against your skin, wiping away the pigment to reveal the truth beneath. "..darling.." His grey eyes held no judgment, only admiration. **"You're beautifull even with you're scar"**