🔅This story is not a historical fiction.🔅 🔅🔆🔅 He was standing in his balcony, feeling the cold night and sipping over his black coffee. Suddenly , he saw a silhouette in the garden moving near the boundaries. He placed his coffee aside and moved a little forward squinting his eyes to see the person but darkness created by trees at that place was not helping. He quickly went towards the garden instead of shouting for guards. When he was entering the garden , he saw that it was none other than her. She was climbing the walls and soon she jumped over the wall. He ran towards his car and ignited the engine.He followed her outside the palace keeping his speed slow. "Why is she sneaking like a thief?" "Is she the traitor whom he was searching for days, who was involved in data breeching?" All these questions flooded his mind seeing her walking speedily while tucking her hands in the side pockets of her hoodie. He was following her quietly and she was continuously walking on the black asphalt road in the midnight oblivious of his presence. His heart was beating fast with the anticipation, it was not like he had agreed fully what Rohan had said yesterday but now he was preparing himself to see the worst thing his mind ever could imagine about her. She was not like that. She can't betray him. But if she is the culprit then he will not hesitate before doing what he usually does to a traitor. She would get the punishment and the punishment is DEATH. 🔅🔆🔅 Welcome to the life of ROYALS. Royals whose lifes are unpredictable. Royals who rule on the people. 🔅🔆🔅 He says, " Don't you ever dare to hurt me, because if it will be my turn, you will have to google how to stop crying." 🔅🔆🔅 She says, " I refused to let it break me, I faced the tragedy, I felt the pain and it only made me stronger" 🔅🔆

🔅🔆Sequel of The Crowned Prince. Can't be read alone, kindly read The Crowned Prince first.🔆🔅 As he said, "It's not going to be peaches and cream,it's going to be roses and thorns." And he was waiting to be torn by the thorns just to get a whiff of the intoxicating smell of that sinful Rose. 🔅🔆🔅 She settled herself beside him. He glanced up from his laptop and asked, "What happened?" "I am nervous.",she muttered. "Come here.", he kept his laptop aside and pulled her closer. She hugged him tightly, hiding her face in his chest. He possessively wrapped his arms around her as if hiding her from the world. "You are my Queen, you know that?",he patted her head. She nodded her head, but pushing herself more in his chest. Who will tell this Crown Prince, that it was not nervousness, but her craving for his attention, love and care. 🔅🔆🔅 "Enough!!",she showed her hand and said in a loud voice. "Mr. Rawal, tell your son to stay in his limits.",she looked at the aged man. "Why the hell are you talking to my father? Talk to me, woman.",that man said arrogantly. "Mr. Yogesh Rawal, if I would have been you, I would love to mind my own business. Don't you dare to talk to me in that tone,ever. Believe me, you won't love the consequences.", her sweet tone laced with venom. "How-" He started in anger only to be cut in middle by her. "You love to test my patience, don't you? Listen to me and listen clearly, if you want your little self to stay alive,might I add in a single piece then just shut your bloody mouth. My tolerance is hanging on a thin thread.", she whispered to make it clear to that thick headed man. 🔅🔆🔅 She is the woman. Woman of words and confidence. Woman who demand respect. Her aura, screaming authority. Her eyes, burning with embers. Her heart, blazing from years. Her soul, greedy to see someone's end. Beware! Nobody will be spared in THE QUEEN'S REALM. 🔅🔆🔅 Peep in to know more....