The carriage carrying the Master Assassin Juliette Marie Dorian arrived in front of Crawley's Goff House in the early hours of the morning. Juliette brushed herself off, and ran her hands through her long, brown hair. Juliette waved goodbye to the driver. The driver responded by waving back and smiling. Juliette returned a smile, and walked up to the front door, with a lot on her mind. Back in Paris, Sophie Trenet strongly disapproved of Juliette's actions in Constantinople. Despite telling the elderly Trenet her actions saved the lives of her brother and Celim Alona, Trenet refused to budge, stating that it was an act of recklessness. Juliette's parents, Arno Dorian and Elise de la Serre, disagreed with Trenet, and defended her. Juliette also stated that Trenet had no power over her, as she considered herself to be a British Assassin, and Leonard Frye her mentor.

Juliette nodded her head, and knocked on the door. A young boy and girl around twelve years old answered the door.

"Hello there, Ethan." Juliette greeted. "Is your father home?"

Ethan smiled at Juliette.

"He certainly is Juliette!" Ethan replied happily. "Follow me. He is downstairs."

Ethan grabbed Juliette's hand, and followed him as he led her downstairs.

"Who is your friend, Ethan?" Juliette asked, as they walked down the stairs.

"My apologies for not introducing her. Her name is..." Ethan began, as the girl cut him off.

"I am Cecily Alexander." Cecily informed Juliette, as she stepped in front of Ethan, and extended her left hand. Juliette shook the young girl's hand.

"Pleased to meet you, Cecily. You must be Samuel's apprentice." Juliette replied, with a smile. "My name is Juliette Dorian. I am his wife."

Cecily smiled and nodded her head. In a flash, the two kids bolted down the stairs. Juliette chose to take her time down the stairs, knowing that they can be a bit rickety at times. Upon arriving downstairs, Juliette saw her mentor, Leonard Frye, sitting at the table in the middle of the room, studying a map of London.

"Father! Father! Juliette is home!" Ethan exclaimed, pointing at Juliette. Leonard looked up from his map, and smiled when he saw Juliette.

"Ah, Juliette! Welcome back!" Leonard said, with a smile on his face. "Have a seat."

Juliette heeded her mentor's words, and sat down beside him. Ethan left the room with Cecily, and went to his quarters.

"So, Juliette, how was Constantinople?" Leonard asked.

Juliette paused for a few moments.

"We succeeded in our mission. The documents are in safe hands with the French Brotherhood." Juliette replied. Leonard nodded his head with approval.

"But someone seems to think that I put our lives in danger."

Leonard looked over to her, confused. "Who might that be, Juliette?"

"Sophie Trenet." Juliette replied. Leonard rolled his eyes. "She thought that shooting a powder keg to dislodge some rocks to separate us from our Templar pursuers was putting our lives in danger."

"I don't know about her anymore, Juliette." Leonard replied. "It's evident she has something against you, no matter what you do. I'll be sure to write a letter to her, and hopefully I'll get a sane reply from her."

Juliette placed her hand on Leonard's right shoulder.

"Thank you, Mentor." Juliette replied, smiling as she got up from her chair. Leonard smiled before returning to his map. Ethan came out of his quarters, and ambushed Juliette playfully.

"Got you, Juliette!" Ethan exclaimed, grabbing onto Juliette's leg. Juliette chuckled.

"It seems that someone is learning from his father." Juliette replied. "Has your father begun training with you?"

Ethan nodded his head up and down.

"He sure has!" The young boy exclaimed, jumping up and down. "I can't wait until I get my first hidden blade!"

"In time, you will, Youngblood." Juliette reassured him.

"Where were you, and why were you gone for so long?" Ethan asked, sounding confused.

"I was in Constantinople, in the Ottoman Empire, dealing with Assassin business." Juliette replied. Ethan's jaw dropped.

"I want to go to the Ottoman Empire one day!" Ethan said, with an exciting tone in his voice. "I'm hoping Father will take me one day!"

"I'm sure he will take you in time, Ethan." Juliette reassured him, as she left to her quarters.

"Luna is in your quarters, Juliette. She's sleeping on your bed." Ethan informed Juliette, as she opened the door. Juliette gently closed the door behind her, and undid her Assassin Gauntlet, and set it on the table in her room. She lit a candle, bringing light to the the room. Juliette was surprised to see her cat, a brown mackerel tabby by the name of Luna, leap down from her bed, and rubbed herself up against Juliette's left leg. Juliette gently pet Luna, as she fell to Juliette's feet. Juliette took off her glove, grabbed a pen, and began to write in her journal before her.

March 8th, 1837

Dear Journal,

I am back from my journey to Constantinople. We successfully assisted the lone Ottoman Assassin, Celim Alona, recover vital documents pertaining to a mysterious Piece of Eden, called The Ring. According to Mother, it has the power to freeze people in their place. Something Mother didn't tell Francois and myself was that it can trigger holographic images. I cannot comprehend the images we saw, so I will try my best to explain. What we saw were men, that looked like Ottoman soldiers, leading women, children, and the elderly out into the desert to die. There was a voice, saying that "The great Cleansing under the crescent moon will begin under the thirty-fifth Sultan of Osman's blood." What this could mean, I do not know, for I can't foretell the future. I have not spoken to Mentor about this yet, as I plan to speak with everyone upon their return from India.

Onto my return to France. We were greeted by Mother and Father very politely. But Madame Trenet on the other hand, wasn't very fond of my tactics, despite our recovery of the documents. She cited my tactic of shooting a powder keg to dislodge some rocks in the cistern to evade our pursuers as "reckless and dangerous." All as a reason to get under my skin. Mother and Father defended us, and I lost my control, and said that she has no sway over me, and that I am my own person. Trenet ordered me out on the first carriage to Cherbourg, not believing in anything I said to her in regards to the mission. I am getting furious as I am writing, as just thinking of her name angers me, so I feel like it would be a wise idea for me to end it here.

See you soon, Journal.

Juliette M. Dorian.

Juliette closed her journal, and walked out of her room. After closing the door to her room, Juliette walked through the great hall, and walked up the stairs. Juliette then opened the front door of the Goff House, closed the door behind her, and went for a morning walk through her home town of Crawley, to clear her mind.