Enjoy :) Also… Y NO OTHER FILLER CLAIM THIS!?!??! *Insert meme face here* I really want to read something with Vieri being fought over….. that wasn’t written by me Q.Q…
Courted Part 2
From his vantage point, Ezio stared down as Vieri sauntered along, surrounded by his henchmen. No matter how hard he looked, the younger Auditore couldn’t pinpoint what his brother saw in that pompous ass! It wasn’t as if the dark haired de Pazzi was ugly but his personality was just so decrepit and rotten that any physical beauty Ezio could see was over shadowed completely.
Ezio watched curiously as de Pazzi and another mercenary branched off and walked towards the alleyway between the building he was on and the bakery next door. Vieri seemed angry, eyebrows knitted and his mouth in a thin line.
The younger Auditore strained his ears to listen in. “You know why I brought you here, si?” Vieri’s icy voice shot out.
“No, signore,” the guard replied, his ruddy face paling in fear, clenching his spear tightly.
“You brought shame upon my family, idiota!” the young de Pazzi shrieked, unsheathing his blade.
Ezio stared down with narrowed eyes as Vieri viciously cut down one of his own men. Cringing in disgust at Vieri nonchalantly wiping his blade on the dead man’s tunic, Ezio thought, ‘There! Evil! That de Pazzi is nothing but evil!!!’
Stepping over the corpse, Vieri strolled deeper into the alley, a shortcut that led to the poorer districts of Firenze. Despite fuming at the older male’s complete disregard for human life, Ezio followed Vieri as he continued to glide through the shadows deeper and deeper into the poor region.
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‘Why am I even doing this?’ Ezio thought to himself as he stood on top of a cracking roof, glancing down as Vieri tapped gently on the decaying wooden door.
“Signore Vieri!” the lady squeaked as she opened the door. “Come on in! What brings you here?”
Vieri shook his head, his raven locks swishing back and forth. “Don’t have time to stay Alda,” he whispered. “I just came to inform you that Avito will not be bothering you or your sisters or your girls anymore. If any of my other guards harass you, do not hesitate to inform me.”
Alda gasped, eyes shining with unshed tears. “Thank you,” she said, getting to her knees and kissing his hand.
“What are you doing?!” he hissed, blushing darkly. “Get up!”
She rose to her feet, hands clasped as if in prayer. “You don’t understand how much that means to us Signore. Avito…He… he is not a good man, mistreating my girls. And... I cannot do a thing because I can’t afford to get protectors for them.” Her composure broke, tears streaming down the tired face.
“Si, I know, I know,” he replied with a sad smile, handing her a silver signet ring. “Take this. It has my personal seal on it; if anyone bothers you or your girls again, just tell them that Vieri de Pazzi is fond of the girls here and show them the ring.”
She held the ring tightly to her chest. “Thank you. I-I know how much trouble you get with your father because of us.”
Vieri shrugged. “He expects this of me now,” he soothed her, turning to leave the small brothel. “Besides, who will protect the puttanas if I don’t?”
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Ezio slumped in shock; Vieri wasn’t just some selfish brat after all. He had been protecting the whores from his guards!
The younger Auditore rubbed his head in thought. Just how much of the Vieri the majority knew was the real him, and how much was used as a disguise to protect the poor, and the weak?
Courted Part 2 (1/2)
Also… Y NO OTHER FILLER CLAIM THIS!?!??! *Insert meme face here*
I really want to read something with Vieri being fought over….. that wasn’t written by me Q.Q…
Courted Part 2
From his vantage point, Ezio stared down as Vieri sauntered along, surrounded by his henchmen. No matter how hard he looked, the younger Auditore couldn’t pinpoint what his brother saw in that pompous ass! It wasn’t as if the dark haired de Pazzi was ugly but his personality was just so decrepit and rotten that any physical beauty Ezio could see was over shadowed completely.
Ezio watched curiously as de Pazzi and another mercenary branched off and walked towards the alleyway between the building he was on and the bakery next door. Vieri seemed angry, eyebrows knitted and his mouth in a thin line.
The younger Auditore strained his ears to listen in. “You know why I brought you here, si?” Vieri’s icy voice shot out.
“No, signore,” the guard replied, his ruddy face paling in fear, clenching his spear tightly.
“You brought shame upon my family, idiota!” the young de Pazzi shrieked, unsheathing his blade.
Ezio stared down with narrowed eyes as Vieri viciously cut down one of his own men. Cringing in disgust at Vieri nonchalantly wiping his blade on the dead man’s tunic, Ezio thought, ‘There! Evil! That de Pazzi is nothing but evil!!!’
Stepping over the corpse, Vieri strolled deeper into the alley, a shortcut that led to the poorer districts of Firenze. Despite fuming at the older male’s complete disregard for human life, Ezio followed Vieri as he continued to glide through the shadows deeper and deeper into the poor region.
---
‘Why am I even doing this?’ Ezio thought to himself as he stood on top of a cracking roof, glancing down as Vieri tapped gently on the decaying wooden door.
“Signore Vieri!” the lady squeaked as she opened the door. “Come on in! What brings you here?”
Vieri shook his head, his raven locks swishing back and forth. “Don’t have time to stay Alda,” he whispered. “I just came to inform you that Avito will not be bothering you or your sisters or your girls anymore. If any of my other guards harass you, do not hesitate to inform me.”
Alda gasped, eyes shining with unshed tears. “Thank you,” she said, getting to her knees and kissing his hand.
“What are you doing?!” he hissed, blushing darkly. “Get up!”
She rose to her feet, hands clasped as if in prayer. “You don’t understand how much that means to us Signore. Avito…He… he is not a good man, mistreating my girls. And... I cannot do a thing because I can’t afford to get protectors for them.” Her composure broke, tears streaming down the tired face.
“Si, I know, I know,” he replied with a sad smile, handing her a silver signet ring. “Take this. It has my personal seal on it; if anyone bothers you or your girls again, just tell them that Vieri de Pazzi is fond of the girls here and show them the ring.”
She held the ring tightly to her chest. “Thank you. I-I know how much trouble you get with your father because of us.”
Vieri shrugged. “He expects this of me now,” he soothed her, turning to leave the small brothel. “Besides, who will protect the puttanas if I don’t?”
---
Ezio slumped in shock; Vieri wasn’t just some selfish brat after all. He had been protecting the whores from his guards!
The younger Auditore rubbed his head in thought. Just how much of the Vieri the majority knew was the real him, and how much was used as a disguise to protect the poor, and the weak?