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The Duke’s Secret
Category: Romance
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.