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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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The Distance Between Them

Jerrick cradled Jessamyn in his arms, feeling the warmth of her body against his. The embers of doubt smoldered in his heart, growing stronger with each passing moment. He wasn't sure if she loved him the same way he loved her, and that uncertainty gnawed at him. He could only hope that her feelings mirrored his own, that the love he cherished wasn't a one-sided affair.

"I might be wrong," Jerrick began, his voice a low murmur as he tried to push aside the turmoil in his heart. "But it depends on how many partners one has. Usually, we cannot have more than one partner, but my mother somehow broke that rule."

Jessamyn tilted her head to look up at him, her big blue eyes searching his face. "And she thinks you cannot," she said softly.

It was the reason, Jerrick knew, why his mother had manipulated Imogen into killing his firstborn. The weight of that truth settled heavily on his chest, a burden he hadn't anticipated carrying.