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-Malik.
deliberately ignored him. He shifted the blankets when the weight began to imprison Altaïr. It was the fourth time he called in the middle of the night, and noticed that Malik was on the brink of his patience.
"Shut up and go back to bed, Altaïr. "But I can not whined, with that voice mixed adult-child still refuses to grow. Malik
spun around and faced the young boy knelt beside his mattress, he bent over. Sometimes, Altaïr not seem to understand the concept of personal space. "
"I told you to stop thinking it over," he snapped, with that tone carority that Malik was so accustomed to using. Being the oldest of the group had become a kind of caretaker of the other novices, if you do not have enough to deal with Kadar watch. Altaïr But it seemed unwilling to surrender, or rather, thought Malik, looked scared to the point of having nightmares. He felt a little sorry for the boy, who was not even fifteen yet and still had to harden his character. Malik stood up and sat next to Altaïr, placed his hands on his shoulders. -high, you'll receive a reward for your excellent progress. The master has offered a reward for your work in Damascus, the novices on your level rarely have access to the garden. So you left behindto whining and complaining, and be merry, okay? Altaïr
rubbed his eyes again, and Malik seemed more childish than ever. He had found that his character became confident when training, but far from the swords, it was just a kid. And a very silly, I had to add. "But ..." Malik groaned in despair, and Altaïr hurried on before he was interrupted. Malik, I'm so ashamed. "A slight flush came into her cheeks.
Malik had to endure a laugh, not wanting to wake the rest of snoring fellow who slept in the rooms.
- Can you know what shame, boy? Are women, harpies not
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