𝐊𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐉𝐀- When the Sky Met the Earth

She heard the stories of prince and princess and longed to be one too. Yet belonging to a poor family, Kshitija's fate was preordained. She was one of the thousand skivvy's in the palace of Amer. Every night wondering, what it feels to be a princess. The twinkling jewelleries, a vestiary full of hand stitched silk wearables or the felicitous eatables that she could only envisage. She was a young plain girl who knew how ordinary her life was, yet this did not stop her from dreaming of a royal life, a life she always wanted.

𝐴 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑘 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝒉𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑢𝑠. Her life that was seized by the boundaries of hierarchy was now tied to the strings of sacrifice. When the princess of Amer, Indravati flees from her marriage with the soon to be coronated king of Mewar, the distressed palace, devises a plan to surmount the wrath of Siddhant, the indigant, conceited prince. Kshitija was asked to fill her place in the pavilion. Everything was well, until they found out about the tyranny against them. The entire palace was crestfallen ascertaining a maid as the first queen of Mewar.

Kshitija's life dangles between sacrifice.
and existence. The only thing left to face was, the eyes of nobles and the commoners.Will they ever accept her as their queen or she is no more than a piece of decoration? What will be the life of Kshitija in the palace of Mewar? What more is left for her to unfold?