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A Kingdom’s Ransom
Category: Historical
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.