The night air was heavy with secrets as Dhruv slipped through the shadows. His mission was clear: eliminate the rival kingdom's royal family. But fate had other plans.
That's when he saw her - Shivani, the warrior princess. Her sword gleamed in the...
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The night was tranquil, with a gentle breeze whispering through the room, carrying the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers. The soft scent filled the air, creating a romantic ambiance that wrapped around Aryan and Shivani as they slept peacefully together. The moon cast a silver glow through the window, illuminating their serene faces.
But suddenly, Aryan's peaceful slumber was shattered. He woke up with a start, screaming out Shivani's name in a panic, his voice piercing the calm of the night.
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Aryan: [sitting up in bed, looking around frantically] Shivani! Oh my god, Shivani!
