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The Medici Secret
Category: Historical
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The end.