All the Drops of the Sun

All the Drops of the Sun

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Gémìng Shídài, or more commonly known as "ShÍdài", was a well known dynasty back in 1300. They ruled the islands of Imbrius and the Auge peninsula. Gémìng Shídài. They were fearsome fighters and were conquering the world. Many rulers had thrown down their weapons and surrendered in front of the Great Conquerers. Imbrius and Auge were the mythical God of the Sun and the Goddess of rain, respectively. King Shamsudin IV married Bai Lei, daughter of his father's chinese Army Chief. He had married Shehzadi Gul after his conquest of Delhi Sultanate. Although he wasn't able to capture the land, he did capture a few neighboring islands. Shahzadi Gul was a princess from one of those islands. He, later, married the daughter of the King of the Asian empire, Yi Ja Ok. Every story has a sequel. To every tree, there is a flower willing to carry on its name. To the sun, there are a thousand drops of sunshine, and this is their story. Disclaimer: Resemblance to any historical figures or incidents is Fictitious. Description Credits: Anushay Anjum
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After a fierce battle, he claimed my kingdom-and my fate. I am bound by duty to my people, but it is a duty that demands the greatest sacrifice. To save my kingdom, I must marry the man who conquered it. One bound by the crown, the other by my heart. When the king of Suryagarh attacked our kingdom, he did not just conquer our lands-he shattered countless lives. Thousands of widows, children left without fathers, and girls who were only beginning to understand the world. The loss was beyond words. And yet, to save them, I had no choice but to throw myself into the flames of my own sacrifice. I sent the king a marriage proposal through my father. My father was always against it and he must have hidden the truth about me from him. I don't know what he said, but I couldn't back down. I couldn't let my people suffer more. They needed me. Sitting before the holy fire, ready to take vows with my husband, not as a wife but as a mistress, I was shedding silent tears beneath my veil-not because of the sacrifice but because of the price I will pay for it. It all began with his words: "I always loved you. It was always you, never someone else." But the reality was different: "So you were always a manwhore?" "Yes, and you are my whore." And it ends with: "You promised to stay with me during this time. I am still waiting for you. Please... do not let me down." This is a story of a time when women were nothing but objects to be used and discarded, tied down to the bed by the chains of society and sweet taste. But the queen made sure none of them were deprived of their rights. Her legacy was one of hope, as she become the first queen to free courtesans from the shackles of slavery, granting them the freedom they deserve. She married the powerful king of Hind to save her kingdom, but in doing so, she never expected he would become the very reason to turn her life upside down. Mature content included!

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