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Joana's eyes flashed open to the sound of knocking on her window. She smiled guessing it was her handsome assassin, stretching she climbed out of bed, her bare feet making contact with the cold wooden floor. The sun had only now began to peep over the clouds and so the room was dim, the curtains still pulled. She approached the window, straightening her nightdress, then hurrying to throw open the curtains, as well as the window, mentally cursing it for creaking so unexpectedly and causing her to jump a little. Connor was sitting on the ledge, a small smile and glint of eyes from under his hood. "Connor." She exclaimed excitedly. "Joana, how