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The Pharaoh’s Daughter
Category: Historical
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.