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He was a ruler, bound by duty to his legacy. She, a commoner, with a voice like velvet and a heart yearning for adventure. Their paths intertwined in a hidden garden, sparking an instant attraction. But their love was a secret whispered, forever shadowed by the threat ofconsequences. Stolen mome