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He was a nobleman, bound by duty to the crown. She, a dancer, with eyes that held here starlight and a heart yearning for freedom. Their paths collided in a hidden garden, sparking a forbidden flame. But their love was a secret whispered, forever shadowed by the threat ofsocial upheaval. Late-night rendezvous fueled their passion, a deliciously… Read More