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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

The Division

"Yes, I know," Jessamyn forced a smile on her face, though it felt like a fragile mask. "I was not… I didn't… I'll go… pack," she said, her voice trembling as she turned and hurried upstairs.

Once in her room, she closed the door behind her and leaned against it, letting out a shaky breath. It was her fault for making assumptions. She had hoped, even if just for a moment, that Jerrick might have changed his mind. But it appeared he was steadfast in his decision and wouldn't waver.

Jessamyn moved to her bed and began packing, her hands shaking slightly. As she folded her clothes and gathered her belongings, her mind raced with thoughts and emotions.

The excitement she had felt earlier had been replaced by a sense of dread and resignation. She had thought this trip to Ravensworth might be her chance at freedom, a chance to reconnect with her past and maybe, just maybe, find a way out of the marriage she had never wanted.