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The Medici Secret
Category: Historical
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The end.