​"I hate you," she sobbed, her voice breaking. "I hate you so much!" ​"Then prove it," Veer whispered, a single tear finally escaping his eye. "Kill me." ​Rashi closed her eyes, a guttural scream of agony tearing from her throat, and pulled the trigger. ​THUD-BOOM. ​The gunshot echoed across the Jaisalmer skyline like a clap of thunder. ​Veer's body jolted. His grip on her hand loosened, his fingers sliding off hers as his knees buckled. He crashed to the floor, his head hitting the stone with a hollow thud. A pool of crimson began to spread, staining the moonlight-silvered floor.

The heart is a complicated thing, it's supposed to keep you alive. Situated in the left side of your chest, pumping blood through your body to keep you going. Then, Nandini wonders, how can it betray her like this. It's supposed to beat for Nandini, with the sole purpose of keeping her alive, so how can it start beating for someone else? 18+

This story is set around a rural background where patriarchy is at its peak. Men were considered as the backbone of the country and women had no such place. What happens when in an attempt to save a girl who was bounded to be killed by the society is saved by AVYAAN THAKUR, the new zamindar. Will fate be kind to them? Maybe not, but if they try to melt the cruel heart of fate? Maybe yes.

It is about hate to love of akshika the princess of Raghuvansi and to be queen of Rajput