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The Duke’s Secret
Category: Romance
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
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.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The end.