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Throne of Thorns
Category: Fantasy
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
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.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.