Chapter Listing | Next The change was abrupt. The dream Ezio was having was promptly forgotten upon waking, but Ezio hadn’t been expecting to be awoken by Celio shaking him awake. The motion initially confused him, but when he saw that it was Celio, Ezio grumbled under his breath, rolled over, and intended to go back to sleep. “Ezio, no,” Celio said, the urgency in his voice audible even in Ezio’s half-awake state. “Don’t go back to sleep. Get up.” Ezio frowned, and then moved around and sat up. “Celio, what’s wrong?” he asked. Celio was never this jumpy. “I don’t know what Jean did,” Celio answered, gently, but firmly,…