#noble;verse

[fed-auditore]

"Because the answer is simple, fratellino. I was always treated with the greatest of care, because I am the favourite."

[ilmaestroauditore-blog]

Ezio laughs quietly, "Sure Federico.. You keep telling yourself that."

[ilmaestroauditore-blog]

"Have you always been a pain in the ass?" *smirk*

"—-I wonder how many times did mother’s wet nurse drop you on the head?"”

[ilmaestroauditore-blog]

[Hears his sister butting into an A & B conversation..]

/promptly throws a tomato at her and ruining her dress/

"---Stay out of our conversation Claudia!"

[fed-auditore]

"Do not worry Fratellino, you are not impressing anyone with your hair," he grinned, punching right back at him. "Why do you think the girls prefer your older, more handsome brother? I do not look as if my mother grooms me every morning."

[ilmaestroauditore-blog]

"Older, si.. Handsome I highly doubt it. Unless they are into someone looking like they had their face kicked in. Honestly how do you walk around during the day time looking the way you do?" He answered with an equally big grin and rubbing his shoulder. The fact that his mother tries to groom him every morning is the least of Federico's concern. No, in fact he hasn't let his mother touch his hair at all since he was a kid.

[ilmaestroauditore-blog]

"You never learn, do you brother? Sorridere! The girls like a man with a happier face!"

        “—-At least I do not have a face of a mule..”

               He said, adding a chuckle or two before slowly smiling. 

[intimaxlacero]

❧❃❧ ❝ A voice of angels huh?❞ Cristina’s coy grin formed on her pinkish lips, a giggle escaping her lips to her joke, her body stepping closer to his frame.

❝Molto bene, now that I have a strong man to protect me… ❞ She leaned in, whispering softly to his ear, keeping their lack of distance to bond them.

[ilmaestroauditore-blog]

          Ezio hands remained on the young woman's waist, and as soon as the compliment was heard he puffed his chest out a little, and the smirk that was on his face grew into a smile. He nodded faintly in agreement,

"---I will always protect you mio Cristina.. with my life I will."

[ilmaestroauditore-blog]

bella-rosa-cristina:

❧❃❧ ❝They…. They… Know…. ❞ Cristina’s eyes continued to face away from the male, her stature showing of weakness as her fingers were rougher this time, her face lifting to meet her tearing eyes, he could watch a small tear falling from her porcelain features.

❝Ezio… I…I’m sorry. ❞ Glancing down once more, she felt ashamed for even not telling him in the first place.

   The more she stalled, the more Ezio became impatient. She didn't give much room for making a guess, so it was very hard for him to even attempt to console her. A hand reached out towards her, beckoning her to come closer. The young noble hated when she cried, and once he saw the tear he did not hesitate to wipe it away off her soft cheek.

            "---What is it? You can tell me Cristina."

[ilmaestroauditore-blog]

Cristina slipped her digits over his eyes as she whispered. "Guess who?"

           A familiar smirk appears as soon as the hands cover his

           eyes and the feminine voice is heard. “Well certainly not

           Federico…”  Ezio teases before he grabs her hands,

           pulling them down and eventually turning around to meet

           eyes with her.

"—-Bella Cristina.." He coos just as he pulls her in for a quick kiss.

           “