***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 bit her tongue, holding back the storm of thoughts racing through her mind. She wasn't supposed to reveal what she had learned from the council to others.
Lycaon Wulfhednar was celebrated as the savior of Ayberia, the one destined to restore the kingdom to its former glory. Yet, the general public remained oblivious to the true lore of Gemma Luna. This secret knowledge was confined to priests and the Archons, or so her master had informed her.
She was surprised Jerrick had no inkling about Gemma Luna, but then again, his interests lay elsewhere.
Blinking, she scrambled to find a way out of her predicament. "It's nothing," she waved her hand dismissively. "Just something I read in one of those romance novels... I must have confused it with reality," she said with a grimace.