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#BETRAYAL
#BEAUTY
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#FATEDLOVE
#ABANDONED
#THESTRONGACTINGWEAK
#FAKEIDENTITY
#GETTINGBACKTOGETHER

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.

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#BETRAYAL
#BEAUTY
#NONHUMAN
#HISTORICAL
#FATEDLOVE
#ABANDONED
#THESTRONGACTINGWEAK
#FAKEIDENTITY
#GETTINGBACKTOGETHER

Chaotic Propaganda

 

Alderic ordered a simple meal, but Jessamyn could barely force herself to take a bite. Her thoughts swirled in a chaotic storm, every piece of information weighing down her heart like lead.

She stared at the plate, her appetite consumed by the growing dread inside her. Whatever was happening now, one thing was clear: nothing would be the same when Jerrick returned—if he ever returned.

She knew that in the shadows of war, Lady Celena had likely spun a web of propaganda, painting Jerrick as the kingdom's savior. The thought turned Jessamyn's stomach. Celena, with her dangerous influence, always found ways to twist public perception to suit her ambitions.

But how had the Council allowed such a blatant narrative to take hold? Had Celena's reach grown so vast, so insidious, that even they were powerless to stop her?

Unless…