This is the sequel of RRR, so new readers please read it before starting this book. Agneya, the soon to be crown prince of Rakshatra, was bounded by his father's promise to enter the new realm and help the people regain peace once and for all. The Promise was to help the people and then return back to his rightful position as the crown Prince of Rakshatra. Would he be able to comeback alive? Will it take forever for him to comeback? There was a girl living in Pranyakta Kingdom, who had made sacrifices for even the smallest of things, just for her family and sister. All her life, she had been the perfect daughter and ideal sister, by never saying 'NO' to their requests or orders. Will her life experiences affect her love life as well? What if she becomes the Soulmate of their New King? Will she be a strong Queen to empower him or Will she become his weakness, giving a chance for enemies to attack him? ----------------------------------------------------------------- There will be lots of twists and turns, so stay tuned. Never underestimate my female leads though 😉

𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴... Avyukt, the shunned prince of the North, craved power and revenge on his father and brother. But he forgot that revenge comes at a cost, the cost of losing himself. And by the he found what he lost, it was too late. The only woman who believed he could be human too, passed away. His wife, Manasa, a princess of the South, who he had always neglected in the pursuit of power, was the one who made him human again after her death. Every single second after her death was a punishment to him. But what happens when the God grants him a second chance? Will he learn to love in his new life, or choose revenge again? -------------------- No major misunderstandings. No triangle love.

"Is it necessary to be a King's wife to become a queen?" : A kingdom is ruled by a King but the Queen rules the king's heart." : "It's my decision to choose him as my groom, and it is my responsibility to make him a king." : : Her altah coloured feet approached towards the end of the arena. The tinkling sounds of her anklets echoed. All eyes were fixed on her. Everyone was waiting eagerly for her to choose a suitable groom for herself. Kings and princes from different dynasties of Aryavart stood there with all their glory just to catch her attention but her eyes were fixed somewhere else. Holding the garland of Lotus she approached towards the end of the arena. Her eyes met his molten coppery ones as she put the garland around his neck making everyone shocked. Everyone present in the arena was astonished. Everyone had just one question in their mind - WHY DID THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PRINCESS OF ARYAVART CHOOSE A BEGGAR AS HER GROOM? ................ Join Avni in her journey to turn her husband into a king. Join Avni in her journey to become a true Queen. This story is dedicated to all those girls who are fighters and lovers. .............. Tropes- Indian royal marriage Romance Historical Arrange Marriage King and Queen Hey everyone, Har har mahadev. This is the very first story that I am writing it is completely fictional. Please give this a try. And help me to improve as well.

"Do you know, Guruma told me how much she likes me being there." Thirteen year old Meenakshi spoke about her new life. "She is absolutely right. Having you around is like having our blessings around." Chitrama said, as she slowly massaged her bruised arms. "Who would not like you?" She asked, her question rhetorical. "My parents." Meenakshi whispered, making Chitrama look at her. She smiled softly at her, as she saw the little girl becoming a woman. "Does you feet not hurt you?" She asked diverting her attention. They were bruised from walking on the rocks and climbing trees. "No ma. I am used to the pain." Meenakshi said, making Chitrama's heart weep. "One day, you shall be cherished dear, so much that all this pain will be worth it." She said, caressing her soles, before she bandaged them. "I don't have any such expectations ma. And I don't wish to." She said, before she walked to the bathing area.

"So, should I take it as a 'yes' Dharani?", Acharya asked me looking straight into my eyes as if he is reading my expressions. I immediately looked down trying to compose myself and hide my feelings before he actually reads them. "Or would you like to take your word bac...." "It's a yes," I replied confidently. Taking your word back is the worst thing you could do in a royal family. It is a sign of weakness and is just unacceptable. Moreover, I am pretty sure Arjun would never agree to marry me. So why should I be the one to reject. "What about you, Arjun?" asked King Indra turning towards his son. "You remember what you told yesterday right?" he said signaling Arjun about something. The room was filled with absolute silence and I realized that the only sound that could be heard is that of my bangles, and that is because my right hand is slightly shivering. "Umm...father....I, " Arjun stuttered perhaps for the first time in his life, "accept....accept... this marriage proposal." I looked at Arjun in disbelief. My eyes widened and I didn't know how but my hand was already on my forehead. I didn't expect this from him. Why in the world would he want to marry me? He hates the way I look at the world. He wants everyone to be as heartless as him and I would never be able to do that. "Dangerously kind" is the word he used to describe me a while ago. We wouldn't even make good friends, let alone life partners. How in the world could we live together? "So it's official. You both are going to get married," king Indra said smiling while Acharya was writing something on a paper as if he already knew this is not going to be all love love. "This is more of an agreement king," he said as he wrote down, "and they knew it. They were eavesdropping on our conversation from the beginning." True, we heard them. We understood what they had planned, but we didn't want to get married. At least I didn't.....