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The Romanov Diary
Category: Historical
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
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.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.