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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Jessamyn's mind raced. Could someone have been impersonating her? But who? The Purple Hood was her secret identity, known to very few.

She saw suspicion and whispers beginning to ripple through the assembly as they murmured about the notorious Purple Hood, the mindless killer.

Is this an attempt to ruin the name of the Purple Hood further? Is this a plan against the council? Did someone pay him to say that?

Jessamyn stared at the merchant who appeared to be speaking the truth.

Archon Erlan's gaze was piercing as he addressed the merchant, "Are you certain of what you saw?"

"Yes, Archon," the merchant replied, his voice steadier now. "The hood was distinct. I couldn't mistake it."

Jessamyn's heart pounded. Someone was trying to frame her, or it might have been a ploy to weed out the real Purple Hood. She felt a stare at her and looked to see Jerrick observing her.

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