***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.
Years slipped away like sand through the fingers of time, soft yet unrelenting. The grief that once consumed Jerrick's heart had not entirely faded, but it had dulled into something more bearable—a companion that lived in the quiet corners of his soul.
The sanctuary he built for Jessamyn became his refuge, a place where the winds whispered her name and the earth seemed to pulse with the memory of her. He visited every spring, laying flowers where she had given her life, watching over the valley she once loved.
On the third spring after her death, something miraculous happened. Small green shoots broke through the soil, the land responding as if it had been touched by Jessamyn's essence. The valley, once barren and lifeless, began to hum with renewal.