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.
Songbird Sanctuary
The bird cawed again, a sound that almost seemed like a chuckle. Jessamyn laughed, the sound breaking through her melancholy. She sat on a nearby bench, the cool stone a stark contrast to the warmth of Jayjay's presence.
"You always follow me around. Did he ask you to?" she said, her voice a whisper in the night. "Even when I'm lost in my own thoughts, I am comforted knowing you are always nearby. Do you know that?"
Jayjay cawed softly, as if in agreement. Jessamyn gently rubbed Jayjay's neck with the back of her forefinger, and the bird nuzzled its beak into her hand. The gesture was tender, filled with an unspoken bond that had grown over time.
"It's cold here, isn't it? Have you gotten used to the cold? You live here longer than I do, don't you?" she asked.
Jayjay looked at Jessamyn, nuzzling closer to her. Jessamyn smiled and covered the bird with her coat, creating a small cocoon of warmth for her feathered friend.