He's a battle-hardened knight; she's from the modern world.
He has faced the unthinkable, while she was sheltered in comfort.
His body and soul bear scars, but she still believes in wonders.
He seeks redemption and peace, and she craves true love.
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In the Kingdom of Valtharia, there once lived a noble lord, Wyard of Daurleigh. His immense wealth and influence made him a respected figure among his peers, and the king himself frequently welcomed him at the royal court of Valoria, the capital of Valtharia. Yet, despite his vast riches, his most cherished treasure was his daughter, the radiant Cathleen. Left alone after his wife's untimely death, the ageing lord dedicated his life to his only child.
Cathleen's extraordinary beauty was famous throughout the kingdom. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, and her eyes shone like sparkling sapphires. Her lips, red as rose petals, complemented her skin, which was softer than silk. Troubadours journeyed from distant lands to sing of her beauty and grace, and valiant knights competed in tournaments to win her favour.
Many noble lords and even monarchs asked for Lady Cathleen's hand in marriage. But despite all their efforts, she kept her distance and showed no interest. Her father loved her dearly, but with no other heir to inherit his castle, he wanted his daughter to marry a noble lord.
Lord Wyard didn't impose his choices on Cathleen, but he encouraged her not to delay making a decision. However, Cathleen didn't want to marry for power or wealth, but for true love. She longed for a man who could see beyond her beauty and value her for who she really was.
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As time passed, Wyard's concern for his daughter's future grew. He knew he had to find her a suitable husband. If not, he risked losing everything he had built. And one noble lord, their neighbour, showed a keen interest in his daughter. Despite Cathleen's strong objections, Wyard decided to arrange her marriage to the lord against her will.
"If you cannot decide for yourself, I'll decide for you!" Wyard's voice shook with anger. "I've given you enough time to choose a suitable husband!"
Cathleen wept bitterly when she learned of her father's plan. She refused to submit to his will and marry the lord he had chosen. Even when threatened, her resolve remained unbroken.
"I love another man, and he loves me!" she declared at last.
Astonishment flashed in Lord Wyard's eyes. "Who is he, Cathleen?" he asked, his voice betraying his concern. "You should have told me sooner. You know I've always given you the freedom to choose."
Cathleen just looked at him, saying nothing. Meanwhile, Wyard struggled to recall any young lords his daughter might have met during their visits to other castles or at the court in Valoria. But he couldn't remember any man to whom Cathleen had shown even the slightest hint of affection.
"What is his name?" His tone was now edged with apprehension.
Tears streamed down Cathleen's face, but she only shook her head, refusing to answer.
"Say his name!" Lord Wyard raised his voice in desperation, but Cathleen remained silent.
Wyard's mind swirled with suspicion and anxiety, so he resorted to spying. He ordered one of Cathleen's maids to keep a close eye on her every move. It didn't take long for him to discover the bitter truth.
