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A Kiss in Paris
Category: Romance
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.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The end.