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The Duke’s Secret
Category: Romance
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The end.