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The Archduke's Songbird

Lady Jessamyn brought home a ten-year-old orphan when she was eight. He was handsome ^_~. She provided him with a place to stay and warm meals. As they grew up, she desired to marry him, despite their differing statuses. As war raged, he signed up for the military, promising to ask for her hand when he was worthy. Two years later, he became more than what he promised he would be. He became the Archduke of Ayberia. But he broke her heart by marrying her friend. Years rolled away; life happened. She married a man who loved her and fell madly in love with him. She didn't think of him again. But fate was cruel; she was widowed at the age of twenty-one. She lost everything. Seven years later, she met a mysterious wolf while she was out at work in the Archduke's fief. She had a fall. The next morning, she found herself on the Archduke's bed. Did fate bring them together again? Or something nefarious is at play?  Is this a chance for a second love? Will she find out why he abandoned her in the past? Is it possible to rekindle their old love, or is it too late? ----- Join me in this journey. Your comments and votes are appreciated. Gift me to motivate me. Updates will be daily.

Golda · Fantasy
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175 Chs

By The Tomb

Jerrick looked around the garden. The jasmine flowers were in full bloom in the night, spilling their fragrance everywhere. The air was thick with their sweet scent, creating a sense of serenity and enchantment.

The moonlight bathed the garden in a soft glow, highlighting the delicate white petals that seemed to shimmer in the gentle breeze. However, Jerrick's eyes landed on the gazebo out there, where the jasmine vines intertwined along the pillars.

The whole garden looked a little unkempt—someone had clearly made an effort to tend to it, but their lack of expertise was evident. Overgrown bushes crowded the paths, and weeds poked through the once-pristine flower beds.

Despite this, the natural beauty of the jasmine blossoms and the charm of the night air created a scene of quiet, untamed elegance.