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A Kingdom’s Ransom
Category: Historical
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.