Golda

***Completed*** Lady Jessamyn brought home a ten-year-old orphan when she was eight. He was handsome ^_~. She provided him with a place to stay and warm meals. As they grew up, she desired to marry him, despite their differing statuses. As war raged, he signed up for the military, promising to ask for her hand when he was worthy.

Two years later, he became more than what he promised he would be. He became the Archduke of Ayberia. But he broke her heart by marrying her friend.

Years rolled away; life happened. She married a man who loved her and fell madly in love with him. She didn't think of him again. But fate was cruel; she was widowed at the age of twenty-one. She lost everything.

Seven years later, she met a mysterious wolf while she was out at work in the Archduke's fief. She had a fall. The next morning, she found herself on the Archduke's bed.

Did fate bring them together again? Or something nefarious is at play? 

Is this a chance for a second love?

Will she find out why he abandoned her in the past?

Is it possible to rekindle their old love, or is it too late?


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As the crown prince departed, the air lightened, shedding its tension and becoming more breathable.

Isadora sighed deeply out of relief and William whispered words of comfort in her ears. Slowly, Isadora calmed down and Jessamyn let go of her hand.

Jessamyn stretched her hand. Isadora had clutched it too hard out of fear and it hurt. As she was stretching, she realized something.

Attempting to extend her other hand, she found it enveloped in a fiery warm grasp. Her heart skipped a beat as she pondered when Jerrick had taken hold of her hand.

After a moment of reflection, she came to the realization that it hadn't been him who initiated the contact. The fault lay squarely with her.

When she was thinking about how to stop him from acting rashly, she considered grasping his sheath before executing the curtsey. However, in a moment of unconscious impulse, she had clutched his hand instead of the sheath.

The King