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The Earl’s Bride
Category: Romance
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.