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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 · แฟนตาซี
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An Adventure

 

The night seemed to part for Jessamyn as she rode on the white wolf, the shadows retreating in deference to the majestic creature that bore her. Each stride of the wolf was fluid and powerful, a rhythm that lulled her into a state of dreamy enchantment.

The world around her faded into a blur, the forest becoming a mere backdrop to the surreal experience.

Jessamyn felt an overwhelming sense of wonder and exhilaration. Her heart raced, not from fear, but from a deep, intoxicating thrill that reminded her of the heady rush of her first love.

The sensation of the wolf's powerful muscles moving beneath her, the silken feel of his fur, and the cool night air rushing past her face all combined to create a feeling of euphoria.

It was much better than riding a horse!

As she clung to the wolf, she felt a strange but profound connection. It was as if their hearts were beating in unison, a perfect harmony that transcended words.