Manik, the prince, attended a charity event at Heerabaazar, where Nandini performed a captivating dance. Her grace and beauty left him mesmerized. As he approached her, Nandini mistook him for a potential client and playfully teased him about his height.
"Hey, tall, dark, and handsome! Looking for a good time?" Nandini said with a wink.
Manik, taken aback by her forwardness, was taken in by her sparkling eyes and charming smile. "Uh, no...I mean, yes...I'm here for the charity event," he stuttered.
Nandini chuckled, "Oh, how sweet! A prince who's tongue-tied! What's your name, handsome?"
"I'm Manik, the prince of this kingdom," he replied, trying to regain his composure.
Nandini's expression turned serious, "A prince? Well, Prince Manik, I'm Nandini, a flower seller and...other things. Nice to meet you."
Manik's eyes widened as he realized Nandini's profession. "Other things?" he repeated, his tone judgmental.
Nandini's eyes flashed with defiance. "Yes, Prince Manik. I may not be a noble like you, but I'm proud of who I am. And I won't let anyone shame me for it."
Their first meeting ended with a clash of worlds, but it was only the beginning of their story.
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