***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 stood there, her eyes fixed on the man she once trusted with her life. Her master spoke in a voice thick with false concern, carefully weaving his words as if crafting a delicate trap.
He claimed to worry for her safety and the well-being of Ayberia, but Jessamyn could see through him now. The years of loyalty, of believing in him, had eroded under the weight of the truth. He couldn't mask the malice that darkened his eyes, no matter how convincing his words were.
She listened, her expression calm, almost trusting, but deep down she felt the cold grip of suspicion tightening around her heart. Jessamyn had never considered herself a particularly clever woman, yet it was impossible to miss the danger lurking beneath his words.