The Archduke's Songbird
***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.
Mistrust
Jessamyn almost walked into the house to confront him, but she knew he wouldn't reveal the truth. Instead, she pondered the implications. If it was indeed the Temple Bull, perhaps it was the goddess who had finally avenged her.
Jessamyn had prayed fervently for years in her youth, and maybe the goddess had taken her time to deliver justice. Whatever the case, Jessamyn decided to move on and check the property's fences.
She strolled around until she heard the familiar cry of a raven.
She held out her hand, and her messenger raven landed, delivering a message before flying off. Looking around to ensure she was alone, she found a cozy spot and read the message. She was so accustomed to the encryption that she didn't need to write it down to decode it; she could do it in her head.
"So… it is William Kaiser, Grand Duke of Ayberia… Why am I not surprised?" Jessamyn mumbled as she tore the message into small bits, burying the pieces in the ground.