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Russian Knight	By : DarkWolves Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 3876 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4: Escape from the Winter City

Her head thrust upwards to break the surface of the river with a crashing shower of displaced water droplets. Alessia gasped a harried breath past her lips, the cold air flooding her lungs and swiftly being coughed up with water as she desperately fought to clear her throat. Struggling through the freezing water she desperately clawed her way up the frozen riverbank, her fingers clutching into the hard ground as she pulled herself free. The cold wind washing over the river chilled her to her bones. The intensity of their training regime and their natural resolve allowed assassins to survive conditions that would kill other men, but even that may not be capable of sparing her life now.
Alessia held no illusions that the Count truly believed her dead, no doubt he would swiftly have his dogs hunting her. Without knowing who held the documents he could ill afford to allow any of his enemies escape the city alive. Without her equipment or the assistance of the Brotherhood Alessia knew she would prove the easiest target. She would have to disappear quickly if she was to have any hope of seeing the sun rise in the morning.
Summoning her resolve in the face of almost certain death Alessia dragged herself to her feet, drawing another chilling gulp of air into her lungs. She began drudging her way up the muddy riverbank towards the cityscape emerging above the high crest. She emerged over the peak of the hill to find herself at the edge of the courtyard laid before the Counts manor, the open space a bustle with those dismayed party guests who had swiftly been dismissed by their eccentric host. Now cast out into the cold the guests were busily ambling around in the courtyard, awaiting their personal carriages. Alessia thought that if she could get close enough to one of the carriages she could either slip away with the servants or perhaps hide beneath the coach until-
The Count emerged in the entryway to the manor at the top of the stairs, the golden light from within the manor cascading down the steps to illuminate the retinue of a dozen guards at his back. “She is here, find her!” he ordered his men forward with the raised tip of his drawn sword, the loyal guards quickly dispersing into the crowd in search of their target. Alessia swiftly assimilated into the crowd in an effort to camouflage herself from the roaming guards, with no weapon in hand discretion and stealth were her only protection.
There was still no sign of Velia or Fina. Assuming they had safely descended the exterior of the manor they could have been captured, they may be watching from the shadows or simply abandoned their doomed compatriot to ensure the information was safely taken beneath the cover of the chaos engulfing the city. Grand Master Ezio would have expected nothing less of his apprentices. Every Assassin was expected to sacrifice their lives without hesitation preservation of the Brotherhood; such was the third tenant of the Assassins Creed.
Alessia knew she would not be able to conceal herself among the aristocracy of Russian society for any length of time. Although she may have entered the engagement under the guise of a Russian duchess with her makeup washed off and her hair stained she would stand a greater chance posing as a serving girl than the master of a vast winter province. On top of that her dripping wet dress, while exposing her to the risk of hypothermia, may as well have been drenched in blood for all the assistance it offered in blending into the crowd-
“There she is!” a voice rose above the gentle murmur of the crowd. Alessia’s disguise disintegrated in an instant, the crowd parted all around her as though bowing to an approaching monarch, leaving her exposed to an unforgiving world which surrounded her. Alessia was struck frozen by fear, unable to run, nowhere to hide, nowhere-
“Nowhere to run now little girl” the familiar voice stunned her into silence. Emerging from the crowd stepped the very man himself, Count Raum, escorted by two of his personal guard. A sinister smile swept across the nobles lips, confident in his fantasy that there was no way for his prey to escape again. “And this time” Raum raised his pistol. “I promise I won’t miss”
Alessia closed her eyes; if she was to die by his hand she would not give him the satisfaction of seeing the fear in her eyes. She was prepared to face her death, which never came.
“There he is”
“You’re under arrest”
“What are you doing, unhand me whelp!” she heard Raum protest.
“Do you know who I am?” Raum yanked his arm free of the grasp of the guard who held it. “I am Count Raum I, a nobleman of this city and-”
The Guard Captain stepped forward, seemingly unimpressed by the Counts no doubt lofty title. “Count Raum, by order of the city of the city of Moscow you are to be placed under arrest for the murder of Duchess Natalya Blithe”
“What madness is this?” the Count snapped sharply, pulling his other arm free of the grasp of the soldier who held it, prepared to stand toe to toe with the Guard Captain. “I am a Count of this city and I will not stand for these baseless accusations”
“Several witnesses saw you cast the Duchess from the window of your personal quarters” the Captain remarked. “I would hardly call such a claim baseless”
Count Raum merely laughed to himself at the sheer absurdity of the situation. “You pathetic fool. That trolop is not who she claims. She is no noble, she is a street trash thief come to steal my property. Is a man not entitled to defend his honour?”
The Guard Captain refused to falter. “That as it may my orders stand, and I will ask you again to surrender yourself to my custody for the charge of murder of the Duchess” the Captain ordered his men forward. “Guards, restrain him”
But Raum refused to surrender. “This is outrageous. I did not kill the deceptive whore she is right-” Raum snapped around sharply, leading with an accusing finger to point into thin air. It seemed his prey had vanished swiftly and without a trace.

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It seems fate had a twisted sense of humour. In her desperate bid to escape imminent execution it seemed that all she had done was delay the inevitable. Once more the young apprentice found herself staring down the barrel of a gun, her life about to be consumed in a single flash of black powder. She closed her eyes and prepared herself to accept the seeming inevitability of her fate.
“That’s him, that’s the murderer!” Alessia heard a voice rise above the murmur of the crowd.
“There he is” a male voice called out.
“You’re under arrest”
Alessia dared to open her eyes, dumbstruck by the sight which greeted her as her eyes finally readjusted to the dim light. The man who had moments ago held her life in the barrel of a gun suddenly found himself surrounded by a squad of guards fighting to constrain the rebellious Count. These soldiers were unlike his own, instead of bearing the counts personal standard their uniforms were emblazoned with the double headed eagle, the mark of the city of Moscow itself.
While her mind screamed for her to run, hide, escape, her body was overcome with a sense of relief and confusion which kept her feet firmly planted to the floor. She felt a hand touch her shoulder. “Come with me” a familiar voice whispered in her ear. Before she could respond Alessia felt herself being dragged into the shadows by a figure dressed in a thick black cloak. The two of them swiftly made their departure from the courtyard, the guards clearly too engrossed by the ensuing chaos to bother challenging a waif and some beggar girl in cloak.
“Are you ok?” the familiar voice asked from beneath the hood.
Alessia tried to ask. “Who are-?”
“What, you don’t even recognise us, some thank you” another figure in the same black cloak emerged at her side.
“She was right though” the other person admitted, a glint of a smile emerging beneath the shadows. “The smell of her dress certainly has improved”

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“You could have caught me you know” Alessia stuttered through shaking lips, clasping her arms tightly around her soaking wet dress which clung to her athletic body in a desperate effort to keep herself warm. She eagerly stepped into the interior of their acquired Safehouse, the room kept warm by an array of lamps left burning in anticipation of their arrival.
“How were we to know you were planning to throw yourself out of a window into a river?” Fina helped heft her shivering companion in from the cold. Finally back within the relative safety of their appropriated residence Alessia was eager to cast off her ruined clothing and simply immerse herself into a warm bath in an effort to rid her of all the dirt and heaven knows what else had infested her after her rather spontaneous swim in the river.
As soon as they were all inside Velia closed the windows behind her and was quick to make her intentions clear. “Right, you two do what you want, I’m going to bed” not lingering for an answer she strode towards the master bedroom, unclipping the buckles and loosening the ties of her robes as she went. Velia closed the bedroom door behind her in silence.
“Come on” Fina, proving herself to be the more loyal and sympathetic of her companions, remained to help Alessia. “Let’s get you out of that dress and into a warm bath”

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Fina held the ties of her partners’ elegant dress between her fingers, tugging the two strands apart they fell gracefully to her sides beneath their own weight.
Alessia wiggled her shoulders and allowed the heavy bust of her strapless dress to fall to the floor at her feet. Finally free of her burden she raised her arms high above her head and pressed her chest forward as she drew in a deep and unhampered breath.
“Finally” Alessia sighed with relief, leaning forward she ran the tips of her fingers across the surface of the freshly drawn bath, inhaling the thick humid air like freshly cooked soup. As she felt the billowing steam cascade across her skin she could feel the sense of calm washing over her in waves of-
“Feeling better?” Fina emerged behind her, the palm of her open hand clasping Alessia’s ample buttocks between her long fingers, allowing a coy squeeze as she pressed herself to Alessia’s back.
“I will be after I have a chance to clean myself” Alessia admitted. Without a moment’s hesitation she stepped over the rim of the bath and lowered herself into the bath, allowing the warm water to rise over her like a calming wave. Before she could comfortably settle herself she felt the disturbance of the waters as Fina slipped herself behind her.
“Mind if I join you?” Fina asked coyly. “The water won’t remain warm for long”
“As you wish” Alessia replied, allowing Fina to settle herself comfortably behind her, feeling the warm embrace of her partners bosom across her back.
“It’s nice to be able to relax in the wake of an assignment like that, basking in the lap of the finest luxury without being hunted by Templar soldiers” Alessia said by way of conversation.
“I assure you little one” Fina cooed, her fingers drifting across Alessias bare shoulders. “That once we return home we shall be rewarded with the finest accommodation in Rome not already bagsyed by the Pope”
Fina’s fingers reached up to caress Alessia’s long brown hair between her fingers, diligently combing and picking pieces of fleck and dirt still lingering after her spontaneous swim in the river. “You don’t need to do that you know” Alessia said. “I’m a big girl now”
Fina’s fingers descended down Alessia’s shoulders, massaging her taut muscles between her fingers. “Maybe so, but maybe I just wanted to help”
In her previous life Alessia had enjoyed the attentions of a young attendant, Adrianna, as was to be expected of a noble daughter. Every morning Alessia had sat in front of her mirror and embraced the calm serenity of her twice daily grooming. Caught up in the moment she laid back and allowed the warm water to wash against her skin, losing herself in the tranquillity.
“Come on” Fina softly patted Alessia’s sides, rousing her from her slumber. “Let’s get out before you catch a cold”
Alessia begrudgingly raised herself from the bath in a shower of displaced water droplets. Fina was quick to follow her out of the bath, retrieving a soft towel hanging on the wall beside them. “Do you need me to dry you off?” Fina asked with a giggle.
“I’m not a child anymore” Alessia feet slipped out from underneath her, it was only Finas swift reflexes which saved her from a painful impact. Fina held her counterpart in her arms as they each gazed into each other’s eyes.
“Maybe now it’s time to give you the dance you never got to finish with the Count?” Fina offered.
Fina and Alessia giggled softly together. “Don’t forget” Alessia said. “The walls have ears. Others may be listening, and watching”
“Well” Alessia held her companion closely. “Let’s give them something worth watching”
Finas hand drifted to Alessia’s waist, her other hand held high above their side. With Fina taking the lead the two apprentices began to move around the bathroom, stepping in time they mimicked the graceful dance of the high nobles. There was very little rhyme or rhythm to their steps and it soon descended into little more than the two of them stepping idly around the room, water dripping from their soaking bodies. The two of them finally reached the end of their dance, holding the other in a tranquil embrace. Alessia and Fina leant in closer to touch their lips-
“What are you two doing?”
Fina and Alessia turned to the source of the intruding voice to see Velia dressed in the loose shirt and high shorts of her undergarments standing in the doorway to the bathroom.
“I’m trying to sleep and I come in here to find you two dripping wet and prancing around like two street dancers” Velia barked.
“Well I was just giving her a bath after her little dip in the river and before I knew it she had her hands all over me” Fina sneered.
“Fina!” Alessia snapped.
“What, its true isn’t it?” Fina laughed.
“Well, whatever you’re up to keep it down” with her final word given Velia retreated back in search of her elusive slumber.
“Now” a trickster’s smile emerged on her lips. “Where were we?” Finas hands were quick to regain purchase across Alessias ample bosom.
“But Velia-” Alessia was quick to protest.
“It’s just you and me right now” Fina leant forward. Alessias heart stopped in her chest as she anticipated the touch of Finas puckered lips against her-
“Actually” Fina suddenly retreated, a devilishly gleam emerging in her eyes. “I’ve got a better idea”

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The door slowly crept open on its well-maintained hinge, flickering candle light spilling out to illuminate the darkened room beyond. The two nude acolytes crept into the room, keeping to the shadows to conceal their presence.
Finding themselves in the stately bedroom of the estate they looked across the room to find Velia curled up on the heart of the bed, draped in the in the voluptuous covers. Alessia stepped forward first; creeping along the edge of the bed she approached her target with undisturbed grace.
“Velia” Alessia whispered her name beneath her breath, kneeling beside the bed. “Velia” Alessia held her companions forearm between her fingers, gently rousing her from the slumber.
While Alessia gently cooed her name Fina crept beneath the covers at the end of the bed as she drew closer between Velia’s inviting legs. Alessia leant forward and kissed her lips to the back of Velia’s hand, yet still Velia continued to resist any attempts to rouse her from her gentle slumber. Alessias lips trailed across her bare arm in a line of gentle kisses shifting ever closer towards Velia’s pursed lips, she was so close-
Velia’s eyes snapped open with animalistic speed, Alessia fearing that already she had failed in her task to remain concealed. Alessia acted purely on instinct, she leant forward to press her lips to Velia’s in an attempt to stifle protests before she could voice them. Velia squirmed and writhed beneath her, fighting to resist the unexpected contact. Utilising the distraction Finas hand emerged from beneath the crest of the sheets, groping wildly for the soft mound of Velia’s ample breast. Fina caressed and toyed with the breast, clasping the pert nipple between her fingers she brought the elegant nub to attention.
Velia’s shaking hand reached beneath the covers, searching, yearning for her hidden companion concealed beneath the heavy sheets. Fina pressed herself low against the bed in a vain attempt to evade the explorative hands. Evasion was only possible for a short time as Velia’s hands clasped around Finas head, her fingers running deftly through her golden hair. Without warning Fina suddenly burst out from beneath the bed sheets, casting the fabric from the bed in a single explosive motion. Taking advantage of the disorientation Fina wasted no time in pulling Velia into her arms, wrapping her tightly around her to prevent any attempt escape.
“Look what I’ve found”
Alessias voice carried across the spacious room, her two partner’s gazes drawn towards the far side of the room. Alessia pulled the cover off with a single elegant flourish, revealing a large dressing mirror concealed beneath it. Alessia turned the face of the mirror towards the bed, Fina and Velia’s reflection emerging shimmering in the dim light.
Fina could sense Velia tense up in her arms. All her life Velia had lived remotely, far from the prying eyes of the others around her, even fewer had ever seen her in her fleeting moments of vulnerability. Finas devious mind ignited, reaching out she clutched Velia’s arms in her hands and pulled them up from her sides to be held aloft like an eagle in flight. “Fly Velia, fly!”
Alessia saw her opportunity to strike. The lip of Velia’s soft white top rose high on her stomach, offering a delectable hint of creamy white skin to her partners hungry gaze. Alessia crept forward onto the bed while Velia was distracted by Finas ministrations Alessia took the opportunity to strike, lifting the hem of Velia’s t-shirt across the contours of her flat stomach.
“Please” Velia pleaded softly beneath her breath. Alessia continued to raise the material up across the curve of Velia’s ample breast, revealing her pink nipples beneath. Alessia pulled the thin material up over her head, leaving her companions to admire the beauty laid before them.
“You really are beautiful” Alessia cooed in her ear.
Fina and Alessia reached out to hold Velia in a comforting embrace, offering each other warmth in the cold Russian Winter.
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