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A Kingdom’s Ransom
Category: Historical
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The end.