***Completed*** 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.
Cordelia's grip on Jessamyn's hand tightened, her fingers trembling slightly. Jessamyn sensed her hesitation and assumed her fear to face Louis.
But Cordelia corrected her.
"Will you attend the next tea party I host?" Cordelia asked, her voice soft but urgent.
Jessamyn blinked in surprise. "Uh… Yes. If I am in town, I will," she replied, taken aback by the seemingly trivial request at such a serious moment. The man who had just beheaded someone without a second thought was waiting for her, and yet here she was, lingering over tea party invitations.
"And can I write to you?" Cordelia continued, her eyes pleading.
Jessamyn nodded, still watching Prince Louis from the corner of her eye. He stood there, his hand outstretched, waiting for her.
"I am so glad I found you today," Cordelia said, pulling Jessamyn into a tight hug.