I descended from the giant steps of my kingdom which has become mine from the day of my birth .My Mom told versatile stories about my kingdom and the future capability the ruler holds to gain the throne of pride and reverence .I adored the grandiloquent sceptre which garlanded the femininely vibrant hands of my mother .It looked perfect on her ,but it lacked something which was precisely meant for a King alone .The male beauty ,it lacked it .
And there I eyed the sceptre with all my heart .I used my mighty nerves over it .My dreams which were meant to be ornamented with lion and elephant stories were replaced with Bhallaldeva and the throne .I denied the childlike heart which I possessed in volumes cos dad said a King doesn't have a heart ....
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Bhallaldeva's bride
FanfictionIt's about the child in Bhallaldeva ,every negative person has some positives in them and this fanfiction will retell the story of Bhallaldeva ,the iconic villain of Bahubali .The only equal competitor of the throne ,what if he also possessed the eq...
