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The Conqueror’s Wife
Category: Historical
A knock at the door changed everything.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
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 sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The end.