***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.
"You're not looking, are you?" Jerrick asked.
Although Jessamyn's eyes were closed, she sensed the expectation in his tone. "No, I am not," she said truthfully.
She heard a small thud on the table, and her curiosity piqued even more. What could it be?
"Go on. Take it," he encouraged.
"Can I open my eyes now?" she asked, her anticipation growing.
"Yes," he said, his voice bubbling with jubilation.
His happiness was infectious, and as she opened her eyes with a smile, she felt a surge of excitement. However, when she saw the item on the table, her eyes widened in astonishment. "My crossbow?"
"And your arrows," Jerrick added, placing a bunch of her silver arrows on the table beside the bow. "Please, stay away from the poisons for some time…"