Lueur dans l'Ombre
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement oct. 09
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"Lueur dans l'Ombre" raconte l'histoire de Charles de Lichtenbourg, jeune comte de Montcornet, qui, après avoir hérité de ses terres, rencontre Amélie Lefèvre, la tenancière d'une taverne, et tombe profondément amoureux d'elle. Malgré les barrières sociales et les attentes de la noblesse, leur amour naissant surmonte les préjugés. Leur union, bénie par le roi Louis XVI, semble un symbole d'espoir. Mais avec l'éclatement de la Révolution française, leur bonheur est menacé par la montée des tensions et la chute de la monarchie. Alors que leur destin se mêle à celui de la France, Charles et Amélie se battent pour protéger leur amour, leurs terres et leur famille, jusqu'à ce que la révolution les mette à l'épreuve de la manière la plus cruelle.
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