Viking Blood
Category: Historical
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The end.