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The Gardener’s Daughter
Category: Romance
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.