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THE ROYAL SECRET

THE ROYAL SECRET

Ann Daves

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Deep within the walls of the palace lies a forbidden romance that threatens to unravel the kingdom's longstanding traditions. Prince Alexander has spent his life living in the spotlight, but when he meets Clara, the spirited and determined housekeeper, he finds himself falling head over heels for the first time. As their forbidden love blossoms, they must navigate the complex politics of the royal court while keeping their relationship a secret. But with a growing threat to the kingdom's stability, can their love survive the challenges ahead?

Chapter 1 THE FORBIDDEN DANCE

The moon shone brightly in the clear night sky, casting a silver glow over the kingdom. Prince Alexander paced restlessly in the palace gardens, his mind swirling with thoughts of the forbidden romance he was secretly pursuing.

Suddenly, the air was filled with the faint sound of music, and the prince's ears perked up. It was the housekeeper, Clara, practicing her dancing in the ballroom. Without hesitation, Alexander made his way towards the source of the music, his heart pounding in his chest.

As he entered the ballroom, Alexander was struck by Clara's beauty. She was graceful and elegant as she moved, and the prince couldn't help but stare.

Clara looked up and her eyes met his. For a moment, they were frozen in time, both lost in each other's gaze. Then, as if on instinct, they started to dance. The music swelled around them, and the prince and the housekeeper moved together as if they were one.

They danced across the ballroom floor, oblivious to the world around them. But in the shadows, a sinister figure watched, plotting their downfall.

"Well, well, what have we here?" the figure sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "The prince and the servant, indulging in a forbidden romance. How scandalous."

The prince and Clara quickly broke apart, their hearts pounding with fear. The figure in the shadows was Prince Robert, Alexander's older brother and the heir to the throne.

"You'll pay for this betrayal," Robert hissed, his eyes glinting with malice. "I'll make sure of it."

The prince and Clara looked at each other, fear and determination in their eyes.

"You can't do anything," Prince Alexander said, his voice trembling with anger and fear. "I'm the king's son, just as you are. You have no authority over me."

Prince Robert laughed, a cold, cruel sound. "Oh, but you're wrong, brother. You see, I've already told our father about your little affair. And he is not pleased. You are both to be banished from the kingdom immediately."

The prince and Clara gasped, shock and horror etched on their faces.

"You can't do this," Clara cried, tears streaming down her face.

"Do not think to defy me," Prince Robert snarled, his voice rising with fury. "Your fate is sealed, as is your lover's."

Prince Alexander stepped forward, his eyes blazing with defiance. "You may have the kingdom, Robert, but you will never have our love. And one day, you will pay for your treachery."

With that, he grabbed Clara's hand and the two of them fled from the ballroom, their hearts pounding and their eyes filled with tears.

The prince and Clara raced through the palace, their footsteps echoing in the empty corridors.

"We must find a way to escape," Alexander whispered, his mind racing. "Robert will stop at nothing to see us punished."

Clara nodded, her face pale and her eyes wild with fear. "The secret passage," she said, remembering the hidden tunnel that led out of the palace. "We can use it to escape."

They made their way through the maze of corridors, their hands entwined as they ran for their lives.

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