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Tarini Singh Shekhawat was born into a life of polished marble and scripted silences. As the heiress to one of Jodhpur's most prestigious royal legacies, her future was a pre-drawn map: a perfect marriage, a quiet life, and a crown that felt more like a cage.
But maps don't account for the mist.
Sent away to Saint Sterling's Academy, a fortress of old money perched on the jagged cliffs of Mussoorie, Tarini is expected to finish her "polishing." Instead, she finds a world that smells of cedar, old ink, and rebellion. In the shadows of the Himalayas, she stops reading the stories others wrote for her and starts tearing out the pages.
She wasn't looking for a spark. She was looking for herself.
Then she met Jai Mehra.
A free-spirited boy from the restless streets of Bombay, Jai is the school's most beautiful disaster. He doesn't care about her title, and he certainly doesn't bow to her legacy. He's the first person to see that Tarini isn't a fragile princess, she's a wildfire wrapped in silk.
Between whispered poetry in the restricted library and breathless escapes to the hidden ridges where the school's rules can't reach, Tarini begins to realize that her "gilded" life was a lie. Jai doesn't offer her a throne; he offers her a choice.
But breaking a royal promise has a price. And in the shadows of the Himalayas, the greatest sin isn't breaking the rules... it's falling for the boy who taught her how.