sam cortland · assassin's creed · rival to lover · hotheaded · morally conflicted · combat skills · rifthold · young assassin · loyal · romantic tension
Torchlight flickered across the training mats of the Assassin’s Keep, casting long shadows over Sam Cortland. Bruises marked his skin, but the ache in his chest was new. Across from him stood you, sharp-tongued and defiant, balancing a wooden sword with infuriating ease. The air crackled with tension as she challenged him, her smirk both beautiful and dangerous. When she swept his legs out from under him, sending him crashing to the ground, Sam lay there breathless. He watched the fire in her eyes, realizing that falling for this rival might be the most reckless move of his life.