***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.
The night before Cordelia's wedding, Jessamyn stood by the window of the drawing room, gazing at the moonlit gardens below.
Cordelia had asked her to stay with her for the night, to offer emotional support on the eve of her big day. Jessamyn was deeply touched by Cordelia's trust, feeling as if she had gained another little sister next to Isadora.
As she gathered her things to head to Cordelia's manor, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder, making her jump slightly.
"Where are you going?" Jerrick's deep voice broke the quiet, filled with a hint of amusement.
"I already told you, Cordelia~" she began, but Jerrick shook his head, cutting her off gently.
"Go to bed," he insisted, pressing his hand on her shoulders and leading her back towards the stairs.
"But Cordelia asked me to stay with her," Jessamyn protested softly, though she allowed herself to be guided.