At the edge of a forbidden forest whispered about only in lullabies, a young prince hears a haunting melody tangled with soft tears. There, beneath silver-lit branches, he meets a girl who moves as if the magic itself bends to her will — not bound to the forest, but born of it. Drawn together like a dream half-remembered, their meetings become a quiet enchantment between worlds. But some magic is not meant to be touched… and some stories were always destined to feel like a dream you’re not meant to wake from.

The morning air is sharp and cold against his skin. Hooves echo steady against packed earth.

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