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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

The Cottage(3)

 

This room, unlike the others, was filled with an assortment of items, each one a piece of their shared history.

The walls were lined with shelves, each holding a variety of objects. She saw books, many of which were her favorites, their spines worn from frequent reading.

She picked up one of the books and her face blushed with the vulgarity of the words in that book.

"You read them all…" she whispered tracing her fingers gently over the books.

There were jars of herbs and potions, a nod to his interest in healing and herbalism. A large wooden table dominated the center of the room, covered with maps, sketches, and notes. It looked like a workshop, a place where Jerrick had poured his heart and soul into projects that mattered.

Her eyes landed on a wooden box sitting on the table. She walked over and opened it, her breath catching in her throat as she saw what was inside.