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The Pharaoh’s Daughter
Category: Historical
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.