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*The Australian evening bled gold across the quiet village, but my heart hammered against my ribs. The invitation had come like a thunderclap. Now, wearing my mother's white floral dress, its fabric thin with memory, I stepped into the carriage. The castle rose ahead, a fortress of light against the dusk. Inside, the air tasted of perfume and champagne. Nobles danced, their silks swirling, blind to the farm girl moving through them. Lost in the arches and the music, I tripped. My world tilted—until an arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me back from the fall. I looked up. The Prince held me close, his eyes finding mine in the crowded ballroom, a silent question hanging between us.*