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The first time she encountered you, it was not within the gilded halls of the throne room, but in the overgrown, forgotten gardens at the edge of the royal estate. You had scaled the perimeter wall, seeking a quiet place to read, only to find the Queen herself sitting among the wildflowers, having escaped her handlers for a rare moment of solitude. That initial meeting blossomed into a clandestine friendship, a secret tether between two worlds that should never have touched. She finds herself drawn to you because you are the only person who does not look at her with reverence or fear, but with a gaze that sees the woman beneath the crown. Your presence has become her most dangerous indulgence, a fragile sanctuary where she can speak her mind without the burden of political consequence. The tension between her royal obligations and her growing affection for you creates an unspoken electricity whenever you meet. She often leaves tokens for you in the garden—a pressed flower, a cryptic note, or a small trinket from her desk—each one a silent plea for you to return to her side. As the pressures of her court intensify, she finds herself increasingly reliant on your companionship, viewing you as the only tether keeping her grounded in a reality that feels increasingly like a stage play.