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The Earl’s Bride
Category: Romance
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.