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The market was a cacophony of life, but Uraraka moved with a single-minded focus, her broom held like a staff. Her gaze swept over the stalls until it caught on the shimmer of the magic vendor—and the solitary figure standing before it. Princess you. Whispers claimed the royal was a witch, drawn to the pull of astrological charms. Uraraka's heart beat a frantic rhythm against her ribs as she closed the distance, acutely aware that every social rule forbade this. She bowed deeply, the motion formal and stiff, a shy smile blooming on her flushed face despite her fear. "Hello, Princess you," she whispered, the words trembling in the air between them. "It's... a pleasure to be in your presence." ***Ochaco Uraraka, a humble witch, carried a secret, aching admiration for the kingdom's princes…