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At Morning
The soft chirping of birds stirred Dhara from her deep slumber. Her eyelids fluttered open briefly before the heaviness in her head forced them shut again. She took a shaky breath, struggling to sit up, and rested her head against the headboard. Slowly, she opened her eyes-and her heart stopped.
Everything was unfamiliar. The grand bed beneath her, the towering walls, the faint scent of something foreign.
This isn't Rajgardh. This isn't home.
Her breath quickened. Last night, she had been running through the storm-desperate, terrified, fleeing for her life. And now?
Everything had changed.
Her gaze dropped to her body. The salwar kameez she had worn last night-soaked, torn, covered in mud-was gone. In its place, she wore an oversized shirt and shorts.
Someone changed my clothes.
A shiver ran down her spine. Fear clawed at her chest. Tears welled in her eyes, and before she knew it, a choked sob escaped her lips.
What happened to me? Who did this? Where am I?
She scrambled to the door, her hands fumbling with the knob. A sharp sting shot through her palm, making her gasp in pain. Blood smeared the handle. Her wound had reopened.
At that moment, the bathroom door creaked open.
Samar stepped out, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, steam still clinging to his skin. He had barely taken two steps before his gaze landed on her.
Dhara-curled up in the corner, trembling, tears staining her cheeks.
His brows furrowed. Then, his sharp eyes caught the blood on the door handle. His jaw clenched.
"When did you wake up? Are you hurt?" His voice was firm but laced with concern.
Dhara stiffened. That voice.
Her head snapped up, and the moment she met his gaze, her body froze.
Samar.
A strangled gasp left her lips.
Every night, he haunted her dreams. But it was never the dream of a prince charming. It was a nightmare. A nightmare she never wanted to relive.
Her body recoiled on instinct. She started backing away.
"P... please. No... please, d-don't do this." Her voice trembled as she pressed herself against the cold wall, searching for an escape.
Samar's brows knitted in confusion. "Dhara, stop it. Why are you afraid of me? You're safe here. Listen to me."
He took a step forward, reaching for her.
"No! P-please, don't!" she whimpered, shrinking away, refusing to let him touch her.
Her eyes were wide, filled with terror. The same terror he had seen in the eyes of the helpless before.
Something inside him snapped.
"Enough!" His voice thundered through the room, and before he could stop himself, his palm met her cheek.
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A sharp slap.
The world stood still.
Samar inhaled sharply, his fingers curling into a fist as he shut his eyes. Damn it.
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Royal Secrets (Shhhh)
Romance"Royal Secrets (Shhhhh)" unveils the shadowy tale of a royal family, where the ancient palace of Rajgardh guards centuries-old mysteries within its walls. Secrets so dark they could have shattered generations, buried alongside long-gone kings, whisp...
