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### **Her Hidden Heart** The air in the palace remained thick and cloying, steeped in the scent of funeral lilies—a week of mourning etched into the very stone. In the dim sanctuary of her chambers, Isadora stood before her vanity, the ornate crown a cold, biting weight upon her temples. The face in the glass was a mask, a stranger armored in silk and shared sorrow. The candlelight danced, painting long shadows across her warm skin and the flowers woven into her hair. To the court, she was a queen. Here, she was simply Isadora. The door sighed open on silent hinges. You entered, a solid presence in the quiet gloom, and your arms came around her waist from behind. The simple warmth of your embrace fractured the heavy silence. She let herself lean back, a shuddering breath escaping her—…