***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 looked at William, her thoughts swirling in a mix of fear and determination. She wanted to find Jerrick, to be by his side. But before she could act, there was something she had to address. The weight of their losses hung heavily between them.
"The King is dead, William," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. The words felt like stones tumbling out of her mouth. She turned to Cordelia, who stepped beside her and gave a small nod of agreement. "We aren't sure, but Celena—"
"It's true." William's voice cut through the air, sharp and certain. "I saw it. Celena killed him." His eyes darkened as they landed on Cordelia. "You are now the Queen of Ayberia. I should bow to you."