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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.

Golda · Fantasi
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361 Chs

A Precious Memory

 

Cordelia's eyes widened, a mixture of disappointment and longing flooding her gaze. "That's it?" she breathed, her voice trembling slightly. "You're leaving already?"

Louis stepped closer, the intensity of his gaze sending shivers down her spine. "Did you want me to stay?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

Cordelia felt her cheeks flush, her heart racing in her chest. The room seemed to shrink around them, the air thick with unspoken desire. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible, but the emotion behind it was unmistakable.

"We should rehearse… our wedding kiss…" Cordelia herself didn't understand where she got the guts to speak those words to him.

She thought he would mock her but his eyes meeting hers held no playfulness. Instead…