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The Duke’s Secret
Category: Romance
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The end.