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The Lost Dynasty
Category: Historical
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.