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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Before she could fully process her fear, Bernard swung his sword. Time seemed to slow, each heartbeat a deafening drum in her ears.

She instinctively leaned back, but the sharp edge of his sword came squarely for her neck. The terrifying thought of her head rolling down once the sword hit her neck paralyzed her.

She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth together, a strange calmness washing over her. She had a feeling she wouldn't die—not in Bernard's hands.

The chillness of the metal blade kissing the delicate skin of her neck retreated. She slowly opened her eyes.

"Isadora!" Bernard's voice trembled as he threw his sword down and hugged her tightly. He was shaking, his fear palpable.

Isadora felt his arms around her, his body trembling with the realization of what could have happened. She buried her face in his chest, relief and shock mingling in her tears.

His Unworthiness