<dl style="border: 0px; margin: 1em 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #ffffff; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 21px; text-align: start; background-color: #000000;"><dd style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px 0px 1px 24px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><em style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I have left Constantinopoli and set sail for the interior of Anatolia, to a region called <a class="mw-redirect" style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; text-decoration: none; color: #87cefa;" title="Cappadocia" href="http://assassinscreed.wikia.com/wiki/Cappadocia">Cappadocia</a> where Manuel is training his soldiers. If I am lucky, I will not be alone, for there may be Ottoman spies in the area waiting to strike.</dd></dl><dl style="border: 0px; margin: 1em 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; color: #ffffff; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 21px; text-align: start; background-color: #000000;"><dd style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px 0px 1px 24px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><em style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">But as ever, I only put stock in myself, and hold the memory of dear Sofia close to my heart. Claudia, you would laugh to hear the racing thoughts of your brother now. I have come to admire Sofia with more affection than I thought possible. After the death of <a style="border: 0px; font-style: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; text-decoration: none; color: #87cefa;" title="Cristina Vespucci" href="http://assassinscreed.wikia.com/wiki/Cristina_Vespucci">Cristina</a>, something withered in me... But that feeling, that capacity for love, has returned. I adore Sofia, but dare not drag her into this life of mine... not without fear of hurting her, or driving her away.</dd></dl>
