‘I want to be in between the two dominant templars: Haytham and Shay. Shay inserts himself into my temple while Haytham whispers sonnets into my ear. Kissing it as well as my collar bone. And when I take a moment to moan, Master Kenway steals a kiss from me while Shay uses his hands to memorize every part of my body. Oh sweet British hot chocolate with Irish cream…what a moment.’