Chapter 11: The Clip of Fate

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As the sun began to set, the Duke of Blackwoodshire stood outside Lady Charlotte's house, his carriage waiting for him. The young lady couldn't bear to say goodbye, but hugged him tightly.

"I don't want you to go," she said, her voice full of emotion.

"I don't want to go either," replied the duke, his arms around her. "But duty calls."

He stroked her hair gently, and the two of them stood there for a long time, lost in their own thoughts.

Finally, the duke pulled away and stepped towards the carriage. Before he climbed aboard, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box.

"I have something for you," he said, opening the box to reveal a clip made of precious gems. "It's a limited edition, only one of its kind. I think it's fate that brought us together, and this clip represents that."

Lady Charlotte's eyes widened as she looked at the clip. It was stunning, and she couldn't believe the duke was giving it to her.

"I love it," she said, her fingers tracing the gems. "Thank you."

The duke smiled, feeling a surge of happiness. He knew that he and Lady Charlotte were meant to be together, and he hoped that this clip would always remind her of that.

"Take care of it," he said, climbing aboard the carriage. "I'll see you soon."

Lady Charlotte stood outside for a long time, watching the carriage disappear into the distance. She clutched the clip tightly in her hand, feeling the weight of fate on her shoulders.

As she finally entered her home, she knew that her heart would always belong to the Duke of Blackwoodshire. And she vowed to cherish the clip of fate forever.

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