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He died in early spring.
Holding a watch that wasn't his.
Loving someone he was never allowed to say it to.
Now he is Callum Voss, twenty-eight, ordinary life, no ghosts.
Until a boy with autumn eyes opens a door - and every wall Caelum spent eleven years building comes down at once.
A crown for no one.
A love for every lifetime.
❝ Would it have been easier, if I were commonborn? My beloved. ❞
- A Victorian BL reincarnation story about guilt, second chances, and the terrifying truth that some loves don't need a throne to survive. They only need courage.
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