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He was a ruler, bound by duty to the crown. She, a commoner, with a voice like velvet and a heart yearning for freedom. Their paths crossed in a hidden garden, sparking an instant attraction. But their love was an unspoken yearning, forever shadowed by the threat ofsocial upheaval. Their secret meetings fueled their passion, a deliciously dange