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A Kingdom’s Ransom
Category: Historical
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.