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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.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.