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The Pharaoh’s Daughter
Category: Historical
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.