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

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
#GETTINGBACKTOGETHER
#FAKEIDENTITY

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Jessamyn's heart twisted painfully at the words. This wasn't about bravery or admiration. It was about lives lost and the irreversible damage caused. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "Being brave isn't about wearing a costume and playing a part. It's about understanding the weight of your actions, about protecting others, not putting them in harm's way."

Cordelia sobbed quietly, her shoulders shaking. "I'm so sorry… I never thought… I didn't think about others and only thought about myself. It was my fault those girls died…"

"You were told I was sick. Why did you expect me to be here, fighting?"

"I'm sorry…"

Jessamyn wanted to hold on to her anger, but seeing Cordelia's genuine remorse, she felt a flicker of compassion. "You need to understand, Cordelia. The world isn't a play where you can pretend to be someone else without consequences."