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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 · 奇幻言情
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361 Chs

Not So Different

 

"I do not want you to go there again, Jerry..." Jessamyn's voice trembled with the weight of her plea.

Unconsciously, she used the name she called him when they were younger, back when life was simpler and the world hadn't yet etched its harsh lines into their faces. She had said those exact words to him then, and he had ignored them.

"Your leg isn't even… Jerry, listen to me, will you?" she gulped, her heart aching with fear. The thought of sending him once more to the battlefield terrified her.

The familiarity of the name hung in the air between them, a poignant reminder of the bond they once shared. Jerrick's eyes softened, a flicker of the boy he once was shining through the battle-hardened man.

He gently cupped her face with his free hand, his touch tender and reassuring. "Jessamyn," he murmured, his voice carrying a mix of pain and longing. "I don't want to go back either… But…" he let out a sigh.