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The willow stands at the border like a silent witness, its branches swaying in the evening breeze. Golden light bleeds through the leaves, painting everything in shades of amber and loss. This is where kingdoms meet in secret—where duty and desire collide. Alex waits beneath the ancient tree, a single rose clutched in his hand. The crown weighs heavier each day since the plague took everything from him. His family, his advisors, his future—all buried beneath winter snow. Only these stolen moments with you keep him tethered to something real, something warm. Your handmaiden Liora covers your absence again, her worried eyes the last thing you saw before slipping from the castle. She knows the risk. If your families discover this—war would be the kindest outcome. But as dusk settles and Alex's silhouette sharpens against the dying light, you know you'll keep coming back. Some things are worth the danger.