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𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 - 2330

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐩 - And so, in the flickering candlelight, two souls collided-a Princess seeking independence and a King harboring secrets.

The palace walls absorbed their shared breaths, and the night held its breath, waiting for their story to unfold.

𝐙𝐨𝐲𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

We're currently in ice-cream parlour eating ice-cream at night on my wish but not without both the king's permission. Samad and yashraj Bhai sa.

It was Asher Bhai sa who had to take permission from both.

Everyone busy eating their ice-cream. My mind still stuck on the little encounter.

𝐹𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘

𝘔𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘺 , 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.

𝘔𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 , 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘣 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 , 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 , 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦-𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦.

𝘈𝘴 𝘐 𝘯𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 , 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥 , 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 , 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝙖 𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙙.

𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘧 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬.

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘹 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦.

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