The jazz-soaked streets of New Orleans were breathing easy under a crescent moon when Tiana first saw him. He wasn’t a prince, at least not the kind that wore a crown, and he certainly wasn't a frog. He was standing on a makeshift stage at the edge of the French Quarter, bathed in a dim blue spotlight that made his sharp suit look like midnight velvet.
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As they swayed between the tables, Tiana realized he was right. She had chased the dream of the restaurant so hard she had forgotten to live inside it. She had the crown, the castle, and the respect of the city—but she hadn't realized there was a hollow space in her chest until Nate filled it with a melody. The jazz-soaked streets of New Orleans were breathing