Good. This was good. Thank you, God. Juliette’s heart was secure with Elias, a man to love her as her father had. A grey twist of melancholy settled into Frederick’s breathing as he watched the simple wedding. He had thought once that he might marry, start a family. When he was sick with the fever as a boy, had even had a fleeting notion that the girl with freckles on her nose might fill that place in his life. But he had awoken to her hatred, and to the realization that she’d already given her heart to another. When he’d made a promise at a shepherd’s grave, he had promised himself one other
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