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He was a wealthy heir, bound by duty to the crown. She, a commoner, with eyes that held starlight and a heart yearning for adventure. Their paths collided in a bustling marketplace, sparking a forbidden flame. But their love was a secret whispered, forever shadowed by the threat ofdiscovery. Stolen moments of affection fueled their passion, a f