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Maine kaha tha na... ki main lautunga. Aur jab main lautunga, toh tumhari is napaak basti ki raakh par mera Tandav hoga!
(I told you... I would return. And when I do, I will dance the Tandav of destruction upon the ashes of this unholy city!)
Twenty-two years ago, the Raghuvanshi lineage committed a sin that the desert sands could never bury. To save their kingdom from a perceived curse, they shackled their own first-born-an eleven-year-old boy with bloodshot eyes and a heart full of fire-and cast him into the darkness. To the world, he was a Kalank (a stain). To his father, he was a monster. To the records, he was dead.
Present Day: The Raghuvanshi Haveli is bathed in gold. The "Golden Heir," Aryaman Raghuvanshi, is set to marry the ethereal Nandini Suryavanshi. It is a union of power, politics, and a desperate attempt to erase the past. But as the Haldi ceremony begins, the omens turn violent. The sacred turmeric burns Nandini's skin, and the air grows heavy with the scent of an impending storm.
While the city celebrates, a shadow has landed. He doesn't come for a crown, and he doesn't come for an apology. He comes to reclaim the debt written in his own blood.
Ranvijay Singh Raghuvanshi is back. He is the ghost they couldn't kill, the demon they couldn't cage, and now... he is the groom they never saw coming.
As the wedding bells begin to toll, the line between love and revenge blurs. Nandini is the prize in a war she didn't start, caught between a "Prince" who is running for his life and a "Monster" who has finally come home to claim his bride.
"Ishq kalank hai, aashiq kalank hai... aur ab, barbaadi hi is mohabbat ka shagun hai."
(lover is a stain... and now, ruin is the sacred omen of this love)