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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 · Fantasia
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361 Chs

Her Chance

 

"Move!" the woman hissed, her voice laced with impatience as she urged Jessamyn to stand. Her sharp, narrow eyes flicked nervously towards the encroaching shadows, where the old seer's silhouette loomed like a malevolent specter in the distance.

Jessamyn's breath hitched in her throat as she frowned, her mind racing "That old hag is trying to kill my son. Help!" she cried out, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and determination. The words tumbled out before she could think, her body instinctively reacting to the imminent threat.

"What?" the woman's voice cracked, her usual composure splintering as her gaze snapped back to Jessamyn, eyes wide with alarm.

"I…" Jessamyn gasped, her knees buckling beneath her as she collapsed to the ground. Her hands flew to her belly, clutching at it as if trying to shield the life within. Her eyebrows twisted in pain, a sharp cry escaping her lips as she doubled over, her entire body trembling.