"What's the blanket doing?" Rushid asked, flicking a glance at the soft roll of fabric she'd tucked under her arm as he drove toward Old Chawk.
"It gets cold at night. They suggest you bring your own blankets," Soumya replied, adjusting it on her lap.
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Mriganayani was raised to be the perfect princess of the Mahindra Dynasty—silent, obedient, destined for a marriage chosen by the throne. In a kingdom where royal women exist only to secure alliances and bear heirs, she secretly longs for more. More freedom. More choice. More power than her fate was ever willing to offer. But the night of her initiation changes everything. Good girl Mriganayani, who followed every rule her entire life, breaks the most sacred one when she chooses him—Vadya, the captured enemy warrior feared across kingdoms. A man who has never bowed to a king, a queen, or a blade. Yet for the princess who meets his gaze with trembling courage, he would kneel. He would shatter. He would worship. A forbidden romance. A story of power and vengeance. A journey of a young woman discovering the fire she was never meant to hold.
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