***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.
Jessamyn couldn't find a single trace of doubt on his face. He was worried, but he didn't doubt her words, and it made her heart swell with a mix of relief and love. "I too hope what I saw was wrong…"
"Oh, but I trust you," Jerrick responded, his voice unwavering.
He wasn't doubting a single thing Jessamyn said. But for her vision to come true, something terrible had to happen at the borders. He was determined to prevent it, to safeguard their future.
"Will you tell me everything you saw about the siege?" Jerrick asked gently. "Do you think the games led them into the palace? The banquet played a part, didn't it?"
Jessamyn hugged herself and closed her eyes, the dreadful images of the siege flashing through her mind, making her tremble with fright.