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𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐲. 𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝.
A girl from the modern world.
Five crown princes born to destroy each other.
One prophecy that could reunite an empire, or drown it in blood.
Zaina was only a history student.
An orphan. A boxer. A girl who spent her nights in the library reading about the five lost kingdoms of ancient Bharat, grieving over princes who had died centuries before she was even born.
Arjun of the North-West.
Aditya of the South.
Neel of the North-East.
Veer of the Deccan.
Kian of Gandhara.
Five heirs. Five rivals. Five beautiful disasters wearing crowns.
History said they all died.
History said no kingdom won.
History said Akhand Bharat was never united again.
Then, one night, Zaina saves a mysterious old woman from a thief, and a white light swallows her whole.
When she wakes, she is no longer in the modern world.
She is drowning in the Mandakini River, dressed in ancient clothes, beside the royal gurukul where the five crown princes have been sent to learn war, politics, and the art of ruling men they already hate.
And the first prince to save her is Arjun.
The warrior prince.
The enemy heir.
The first name in the prophecy.
Eighteen years ago, a Raj Guru foretold that a girl from another age would come to the five princes. For her, they would rise. For her, they would kneel. For her, they would either reunite the broken empire, or kill each other until nothing remained.
Zaina knows their future.
The princes know only one thing.
She was sent to them.
And none of them intend to let her go.
In a world of blood-soaked thrones, jealous kings, dangerous queens, sacred prophecies, and five royal heirs raised to conquer, Zaina must survive the one thing history never warned her about.
And being wanted by five princes who would rather burn Bharat than lose her.