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.
The Supreme White Wolf
There was no answer. "You're not going to show yourself?" she asked.
There was only silence. But she did sense the shadows moving on the ground.
Jessamyn clutched her shawl closer to her chest and furrowed her brows, trying to make out the shapes moving in the shadows. The night seemed to hold its breath, the silence growing heavier with each passing second. She strained her eyes, scanning the darkened forest, when suddenly, a rustling noise emerged from the underbrush.
Her eyes widened as she saw them—bulldog ants, larger than any she had ever seen. They moved with an eerie coordination, their glossy black bodies glistening in the moonlight. Jessamyn's heart pounded in her chest as the ants advanced toward her, their mandibles clicking ominously.