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“Whispers Beneath the Crown”
Opening Chapter: Crown Prince Caelum Valerius...

The crown had always been too heavy.
Even as a child, I learned to hold my head high beneath its invisible weight. A future king did not slouch. A future king did not hesitate. A future king did not want. But on nights like this, when the palace corridors fell silent and the torches burned low, I allowed myself one forbidden thing. I listened for footsteps that were not meant for me.
Every night I told myself it would be the last.
A prince does not crave what he cannot keep. A prince does not look towards the barracks tower when the moon is high. A prince most certainly does not memorize the sound of one’s breathing.
And yet…
The footsteps stopped outside my door.
My pulse betrayed me first.

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