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Second Fill - The Honey Moon - Part 31a/?

[(Anonymous)]

A/N: Feeling like crap. Was tortured by allergies while I was outside the whole day. Nature, why do you hate me? So yeah, typos and grammar mistakes everywhere like always.

Connor watched with bated breath as his father's hand hovered over his own. It still but did not reach to pluck the offered ring from his hand. He wondered, if maybe his father suspected the trinket to be a fake; a user would have to put themselves in a firing range in order for it to work (and sometimes the ring wasn't always effective). But there was one way to prove to the Grandmaster that this wasn't a hoax...

"If you believe this to be one of the precursor artifacts," Connor began while meeting his father's curious gaze, "then Inspect it using your second sight."

Those cautious eyes regarded him for a moment, before glancing down at his hand. Connor inhaled sharply as he saw a glimmer of gold shine with within the pools of silver. Did his eyes - which the Clan Mother remarked were brighter than his mother's - shine like that? Were his eyes the last thing they saw before eternal sleep claimed them?

The Assassin did not wonder long as the hitch in Haytham's breath indicated that he to, saw the bright rays of light and shimmer of precursor symbols only their eyes could see. Connor swallowed hard at how entranced and utterly silent his father had become.

Perhaps this was a mistake after all. Even if the Templars released Washington and his recruits, how would he guarantee they wouldn't be recaptured and executed? Could he trust his father? Trust the man who claimed to not know of the Templar involvement in the attack on his village all those years ago?

Haytham suddenly leaned his head back, and took a deep breath. The absence of gold in his eyes indicated that the elder Kenway's vision had returned to normal. Connor hoped his Alpha parent had made a decision before he lost his nerve.

The hand lowered, nearly covering Connor's own. Then, surprisingly, withdrew. But not before pressing his back; closing his hand over the precursor artifact, and shielding it from sight.

Connor blinked, stunned for a moment before staring back at the grim-faced Templar.

"Why?"

The Grandmaster folded his arms behind his back once more and shook his head. "As much as the artifact you hold would be a boon to the Order; releasing Washington or your recruits, is out of the question. Those brothers of yours are a troublesome lot. As for the former Commander, thanks to you, he knows of us and would no sooner reveal the Order to the world."

"He knows of the war between the Templars and the Assassins," Connor admitted. "But aside from Charles interrupting our wedding, he knows nothing of the Inner Circle or your plans to..."

"Don't lie to me, child."

The Omega went cold all over and shut his mouth as Haytham closed the distance between them again, and glared disapprovingly at him. Connor mentally struggled to bring his stubbornness and anger back to the forefront; but for some reason he couldn't. Not when the Alpha before him was scrutinizing him for a long moment.

"You told him everything," Haytham said as a matter of fact. "About our desire to be finally rid of him and have Charles take his place. You spoke to your beloved George of the Inner Circle, of our roles in society, and showed him our faces..."

The Grandmaster gestured to reclaimed portraits of himself and Charles that were mounted on the wall.

"And I'm certain you told him of what happened to your village all those years ago. I'm curious to know how he reacted."

Connor slid the ring back on his finger and managed to glare back at the man who sired him.

"He was horrified," the Master Assassin finally admitted. "Horrified that Charles Lee, a man he thought knew and trusted, could commit such an abominable crime."

Haytham gave a humorless bark of laughter that only infuriated the Assassin even more.

"Oh was he now? Let me tell you something, Connor. That man knows just as well as we Templars do, who is innocent and who is truly guilty."

Connor's brow furrowed in confusion for a moment before growling in anger. What was his father insinuating this time? First Achilles and now George. He was sick of it. Sick of these cruel mind games Charles and his father seemed to enjoy putting him through.

"Enough," he hissed while turning on his heel to face the door. "I will not listen to anymore of your lies..."

He heard Haytham snort in annoyance, and his voice was so cold - Connor shivered involuntary.

"I am many things, son, but I am not a liar."

Re: Second Fill - The Honey Moon - Part 31a/?

[(Anonymous)]

Wow. I'm actually kind of stunned that Haytham didn't just take the ring and then deny Connor (it's not like there's anything Connor can do to if he did). And I'm so glad that he didn't. As he himself said, he doesn't lie.

Quite an admirable man, our Haytham. :D

I'm sure Charles is also glad that his mentor didn't give away his means of controlling his wife.

Out of curiosity, is Connor pregnant by now?

Re: Second Fill - The Honey Moon - Part 31a/?

[(Anonymous)]

Pulling a bit of Haythams personality from Forsaken, where he concludes his journal with "my own father never lied to me, and now I preserve that custom." Also, yes Connor is pregnant now, except its too early to tell