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Moonlight Serenade
Category: Romance
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
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.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The end.