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A Kingdom’s Ransom
Category: Historical
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.