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The Earl’s Bride
Category: Romance
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.