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He was a nobleman, bound by duty to a powerful family. She, a commoner, with a voice like velvet and a heart yearning for adventure. Their paths crossed in a hidden garden, sparking a forbidden flame. But their love was an unspoken yearning, forever shadowed by the threat ofdiscovery. Their secret meetings fueled their passion, a burning ember