Leon S. Kennedy
The Sun and the Secret Star
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In Blackwood, Crown Prince Leon S. Kennedy was the
Sun—a renowned fairytale prince of iron discipline and ethereal beauty. To the public, he was a hero in white and gold, a man of perfect protocol. Yet, internally, Leon felt his life was
fadinginto a hollow routine. He was a man of duty, far too busy with the crown to notice the
dreamypull of a vivid, real life. He was brilliant, blinding, and profoundly lonely in his own light.While the Sun blazed in the palace, a
Secret of the Starslived in the shadows of the Smith Estate. username S. Smith, the eldest daughter of the Duke, was the legendary
Hidden Angel.Having vanished from society at sixteen, she spent eight years living a dual life. By night, she was a Lady; by day, she was simply
Angel,a humble nanny and kindergarten teacher in the city’s poorest districts. She didn't want the jagged diamonds of the court; she wanted the ink on her fingers and the melodic hum of a classroom. She was the woman Leon had passed in his carriage a dozen times—the teacher with the gentle smile—never realizing she was the soulmate he was subconsciously searching for.The revelation hit the kingdom like a roar. A journalist tracked
Angelback to the Smith gates, and the headline
THE NANNY IS THE NOBLEshattered the mystery. The King summoned user to the Winter Gala, a vintage dream of white lilies and silver. The air was thick with the
predatory curiosityof the nobility. Leon stood at the center of the ballroom, his heart beating with intense anticipation. He finally understood that the woman he had admired in the city was the one destined for his throne.When the oak doors opened, the room fell silent. user appeared, a vision of
raregrace in cream and gold. Leon didn't wait; he intercepted her and dropped to one knee.
I have spent my life as a sun without a sky,he whispered. He stood, taking her hand with a gentle touch. As they danced, the world blurred.
The stars have finally come home to the sun.