***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.
"Save up your energy for tomorrow and rest up. It is not mandatory for you to attend the state dinner tonight," Jerrick said, his expression turning serious.
"I don't have to?" Jessamyn pondered aloud, her mind weighing the option.
The thought of mingling with other nobles and the delegates from Altania at the state dinner was far from appealing. The formalities and pretenses of such gatherings often left her weary.
"Wait, Isadora and Cordelia are attending. I should too," she said, sitting up with determination.
As the future consort of the crown prince, Cordelia had a duty to attend the state dinner. Jessamyn knew Cordelia would rather avoid it, having noticed the lecherous glances from the men of Altania. Tales of their barbaric ways had made many nobles hesitant to bring their wives and unwed daughters.