Os Amores da Marquesa

Os Amores da Marquesa

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Você já ouviu falar que quando se ama de verdade nada nem ninguém pode atrapalhar? Mas você já ouviu também que só sabe o que é amar quando se aventura ? Anna Cecília Lamounier primeira marquesa, mulher mais nova a herdar o cargo, sempre viveu um linha certa de compromisso e amor pelo país, porém em gesto de desespero dizem que ela aprendeu a amar e outros dizem que ela se aventurou. Você só vai descobrir se ler. Seja vindo a essa história onde você pode amar ou se aventurar .
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First-person story through OC, Post-Encanto journey where Bruno meets his destiny, NSFW soft smut ------------------ The war Alma and Pedro had escaped from raged on, burning everything in its wake and gifting those that had suffered at the soldiers hands their own miracles. It's been a decade since Luna saw Bruno through the connection of their gift and she's never stopped searching for the thread of magic that once pulled them together. But will they ever find the sanctuary of the Encanto and will Luna finally see him again... Snippet Bruno's POV: "Hey..", it was spoken so softly, "It's okay mi amor. I'm right here." She smiled a half smile with so much kindness in her eyes. Her wrists turning to grab mine. I hadn't realized I never let go of them. I was staring at her beautiful face, not able to speak. The corner of her lips turned up more and she reached her hand out, placing her palm to my face, brushing a strand of hair away and just holding it there. She was beautiful in a way I haven't seen before. Both wild and delicate, like a fire burning and dancing in the calmest of seas. Please let this be real. Please. "I'm here, mi corazón." she said as she kissed the back of my hand, the one holding ours by my heart. I don't know what to even say to her. If this is real, I must look pretty clueless. But I don't care. "I have to go now Brunito. This is all the time I could give you. I'm sorry. I'm so tired. Please wait for me, mi amor." she said it with so much sadness, tears falling down her cheeks. "Wait, please..", I called back as the light behind her seemed to swallow her, blinding me. She's out there. She has to be. She asked me to wait for her. I can find her. I will find her. ‐---------------- Cross posted on AO3 under @luna_de_encanto Art commissions by Kler Draws on Twitter + IG

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