The moon cast a silver glow over the palace gardens. Theodore stood at the edge of the reflecting pool, lost in thought. The cool night air carried the sweet scent of blooming jasmine. A soft rustling sound caught his attention, and he turned to see Y/N emerging from the darkness."Theo," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I couldn't sleep." Theodore's eyes locked onto hers, the connection between them palpable. "Neither could I," he replied, his voice low and husky.As they stood there,
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