"Perhaps one day I, or Cormac, shall change that."
For now, Eleanor would stay put. She’d promised Shay not to risk the life of the child she carried in her belly for her own pride.
Hope clicked her tongue and shook her head. "You're very quick to catch on, I'm impressed. Though you must know that I don't die easily, it's a /secret/."
Hope told with a warm smile. She was not bothered that the woman before her was a templar.
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The Templar arched a brow, immediately now knowing who the woman before her was. It was easy to piece it together and she tended to stay rather informative.
"An Assassin that should have been dead by now. I cannot say it is nice to meet you as well."
"Not to mention the person who taught him everything he knows?" She raised her eyebrow. "Anyway the past is the past. It's nice to meet you, Eleanor. I am Hope, Hope Jensen."
She extended her right hand to the woman.
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A soft chuckle passed her soft lips. "I'm guessing Shay didn't tell you the minor important details about his past eh? My, you're quite beautiful and young, tell me your name?"
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"Of course I am. I love to keep tabs on those I /used/ to care about. It's shame I missed his wedding. I'm guessing you're his wife yes?"
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