A/N: Dammit you plot bunnies, let me sleep! Sorry more rushed mistake-filled writing due to lack of sleep... someone please kill those roosters
After the awkwardly silent carriage ride home to his father's town house, Connor stows himself away in his quarters and thinks of the future. Perhaps he might get married to an Alpha of his father's choosing to start a family with, even that Alpha wouldn't be up high on the social chain as Haytham would have liked. His chest tightens painfully at the thought that he's disappointed the man who has loved and cared for him these past several years.
His father had devoted a lot of time and money into his upbringing. Connor had everything a once-orphan boy could ask for: food, shelter, a family. Haytham had selected the best tutors, and even dedicated his own time to train him in fine tune his senses and the deadly art of combat.
The one thing Connor was certain his father wanted in return of all of that, was the continuation of the Kenway line within the Templars. An ancient Order, he learned from his father, that existed to create a utopia where all men - regardless of race - would stand united. Connor could not deny that he wanted to be part of the organization that Haytham Kenway lead as its Grandmaster; but as a full fledged member, and not simply the spouse of one of its prominent members or their families.
Not that he had anything against the Inner Circle...
William Johnson had always been kind to him. Under Haytham's request and his own interests, he had spent much time over the years to teach Connor the culture of his own people, and made sure the young Mohawk did not forget to speak his own mother tongue. While he was immensely grateful to William and valued him as a friend, the Omega could not see himself as his wife. The man was too much of an uncle towards him.
The same went for John Pitcairn, who had taken him under his wing and taught him about strategy and warfare. Connor admired the Alpha's humility and pacifist nature - despite being a celebrated soldier of the British army - but he simply could not foresee himself with a man older than his father. Also, Master Pitcairn was woefully uninterested in marriage.
Doctor Benjamin Church was already married - unfaithfully so, much to Connor's distaste - but had an Alpha son close to the Omega's age. The boy unfortunately, was too much like his father. Self-centered, greedy, and saw people of a certain class and heritage to be beneath him. Connor had been beyond mortified to overhear the son being excited about how 'wild in bed' a savage might be. It was clear that the Church family only wanted a connection to the Kenway family for the wealth and influence.
Hickey was... well Hickey. Although he and Connor had became close friends. What with them teaming up from time to time, that and Thomas teaching him about the seedy underworld and black markets. However, Haytham did not want his Omega child with the Alpha a certain length of time. Connor was also certain Hickey's days might be numbered for keeping his father in the dark about the younger Kenway vendetta against his former masters.
Then there was Charles Lee, his father's second in command. Perhaps the most complicated Alpha, Connor has ever met. Lee was a lot like Benjamin Church, both were arrogant and have strong contempt for others - people of different class and heritage - they believed to be beneath them. He was also quick to anger and violence; but struggled not to show this side of himself to his mentor, Connor's father.
However... there were parts of Lee's personality that the Omega would admit he found attractive. Charles was passionate, loyal, and devoted. Perhaps Connor was a little too hasty to compare him to Church. Several years ago, it had been Charles who had given him - an orphan native boy - a coin to buy food so he could go without eating from the trash that day. It was Lee who named him 'Connor' over their mutual love of dogs.
It was comforting to know that the Alpha certainly did not hate him. Not when he allowed Connor to play with his precious pack of Pomeranians whenever his father brought him along to the Lee Manor. Charles had even given the Omega permission to come over any time he liked to look after the pups while he had been traveling abroad.
Lee may not have hated Connor, but that didn't mean he liked him. The Alpha always glared or gave him frigid looks and snappish remarks, whenever he tried to voice his opinions, question authority, or manage to have his father's undivided attention. He got jealous too easily, and it was infuriating.
His thoughts were disturbed by a gentle knock at his door, and the Omega sat up in bed, wondering how long he had been lost in thought. From the look outside the window, it had been fairly long. But it's not as if he had anything important to do today. Not with his father hosting a dinner and a meeting for the Inner Circle - which the Omega was not invited to.
It was most likely a servant bringing up his own meal, so he wouldn't go downstairs and disturb Haytham's guests.
Another knock.
"Master Connor?"
"The door is open, Mrs. Potts."
The head maid, an elderly widow who has served under his father longer than Connor has been living there, enters with a smile upon her face. Her hands, the Omega notices, are empty. Perhaps his father was so upset with him, that he was withholding Connor's meals? It was an awful punishment for the former orphan.
"Master Kenway wishes for you to join him and his guests for dinner."
What?
"What?" he echoed his thoughts in sheer disbelief.
She gave him a warm smile, "so please wash up and come down quickly, sir."
Connor blinked and immediately did what he was told.
One-shot: Ceremony 2/3
After the awkwardly silent carriage ride home to his father's town house, Connor stows himself away in his quarters and thinks of the future. Perhaps he might get married to an Alpha of his father's choosing to start a family with, even that Alpha wouldn't be up high on the social chain as Haytham would have liked. His chest tightens painfully at the thought that he's disappointed the man who has loved and cared for him these past several years.
His father had devoted a lot of time and money into his upbringing. Connor had everything a once-orphan boy could ask for: food, shelter, a family. Haytham had selected the best tutors, and even dedicated his own time to train him in fine tune his senses and the deadly art of combat.
The one thing Connor was certain his father wanted in return of all of that, was the continuation of the Kenway line within the Templars. An ancient Order, he learned from his father, that existed to create a utopia where all men - regardless of race - would stand united. Connor could not deny that he wanted to be part of the organization that Haytham Kenway lead as its Grandmaster; but as a full fledged member, and not simply the spouse of one of its prominent members or their families.
Not that he had anything against the Inner Circle...
William Johnson had always been kind to him. Under Haytham's request and his own interests, he had spent much time over the years to teach Connor the culture of his own people, and made sure the young Mohawk did not forget to speak his own mother tongue. While he was immensely grateful to William and valued him as a friend, the Omega could not see himself as his wife. The man was too much of an uncle towards him.
The same went for John Pitcairn, who had taken him under his wing and taught him about strategy and warfare. Connor admired the Alpha's humility and pacifist nature - despite being a celebrated soldier of the British army - but he simply could not foresee himself with a man older than his father. Also, Master Pitcairn was woefully uninterested in marriage.
Doctor Benjamin Church was already married - unfaithfully so, much to Connor's distaste - but had an Alpha son close to the Omega's age. The boy unfortunately, was too much like his father. Self-centered, greedy, and saw people of a certain class and heritage to be beneath him. Connor had been beyond mortified to overhear the son being excited about how 'wild in bed' a savage might be. It was clear that the Church family only wanted a connection to the Kenway family for the wealth and influence.
Hickey was... well Hickey. Although he and Connor had became close friends. What with them teaming up from time to time, that and Thomas teaching him about the seedy underworld and black markets. However, Haytham did not want his Omega child with the Alpha a certain length of time. Connor was also certain Hickey's days might be numbered for keeping his father in the dark about the younger Kenway vendetta against his former masters.
Then there was Charles Lee, his father's second in command. Perhaps the most complicated Alpha, Connor has ever met. Lee was a lot like Benjamin Church, both were arrogant and have strong contempt for others - people of different class and heritage - they believed to be beneath them. He was also quick to anger and violence; but struggled not to show this side of himself to his mentor, Connor's father.
However... there were parts of Lee's personality that the Omega would admit he found attractive. Charles was passionate, loyal, and devoted. Perhaps Connor was a little too hasty to compare him to Church. Several years ago, it had been Charles who had given him - an orphan native boy - a coin to buy food so he could go without eating from the trash that day. It was Lee who named him 'Connor' over their mutual love of dogs.
It was comforting to know that the Alpha certainly did not hate him. Not when he allowed Connor to play with his precious pack of Pomeranians whenever his father brought him along to the Lee Manor. Charles had even given the Omega permission to come over any time he liked to look after the pups while he had been traveling abroad.
Lee may not have hated Connor, but that didn't mean he liked him. The Alpha always glared or gave him frigid looks and snappish remarks, whenever he tried to voice his opinions, question authority, or manage to have his father's undivided attention. He got jealous too easily, and it was infuriating.
His thoughts were disturbed by a gentle knock at his door, and the Omega sat up in bed, wondering how long he had been lost in thought. From the look outside the window, it had been fairly long. But it's not as if he had anything important to do today. Not with his father hosting a dinner and a meeting for the Inner Circle - which the Omega was not invited to.
It was most likely a servant bringing up his own meal, so he wouldn't go downstairs and disturb Haytham's guests.
Another knock.
"Master Connor?"
"The door is open, Mrs. Potts."
The head maid, an elderly widow who has served under his father longer than Connor has been living there, enters with a smile upon her face. Her hands, the Omega notices, are empty. Perhaps his father was so upset with him, that he was withholding Connor's meals? It was an awful punishment for the former orphan.
"Master Kenway wishes for you to join him and his guests for dinner."
What?
"What?" he echoed his thoughts in sheer disbelief.
She gave him a warm smile, "so please wash up and come down quickly, sir."
Connor blinked and immediately did what he was told.