The gardener of the castle couldn't have chosen a more inopportune time to fall in love.
His love was un pure" in the eyes of the king and his court, and he was forbidden to see the prince. Still, he watched the prince with awe and wonder, as he tended the gardens and fought the pests that threatened the kingdom's crops.The royal court was a place of great splendour, with gold and silver everywhere you looked. The king's quarters were grandiose, he thought, gazing at the opulent furnishings and décor. It was like nothing he had ever seen before. But all this could not compare to the splendor of the prince himself.
THE END?
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