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.
Conspiring In The Dark
"Why are you standing in the snow?" Bernard's voice was tinged with concern as he rushed to her, his cloak billowing behind him in the frigid wind.
Without a moment's hesitation, he wrapped the cloak around Isadora, trying to shield her from the biting cold. Her face was a pale shade of ivory, almost ghostly, her hands trembling as if the winter chill had seeped into her bones. Bernard led her inside, his heart pounding with worry.
Once inside, he hurriedly prepared a cup of warm tea, the steam rising in delicate tendrils, hoping the warmth would soothe her nerves.
Isadora's hands shook as she took the cup from him, her fingers brushing against his, sending a jolt of cold worry through his veins. Her eyes were wide, filled with an unspoken fear that made Bernard's heart ache.