BSC // ON HOLD

BSC // ON HOLD

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Behind Silk Curtains// On Hold Eyes, oh those green eyes. His eyes. She couldn't help but remember the intensity they held. Ouff magically beautiful they were. And how they had looked at her. Her toes had even blushed pink. " Keep your distance at all measures from him." The softest of voice broke her sweet trance and she snapped her surprised eyes through the reflection onto the woman who had spoken. " Uhm hmm." She hummed for the longest of time not knowing how to respond. She bit her lip slightly, her eyes no longer meeting the eyes of the woman who combed her hair; looking at the young woman all too knowingly. How had the old woman known what she was thinking about. But how could she not know, she had looked over the princess from the day she was born to this date. All of her twenty two years were looked over by the old woman. " Why Bano?" She had asked in the lowest of voice. Hesitating throughout. Bano was what she called the old woman. Bano's hands carefully curled around her shoulders and she leaned down to the princess's ear level. " Because he's from your father's rivals. " (Entire description inside) - The most beautiful girl in the entire state, daughter of the Chandpur's king, gets her toes tangled in the knots of delicate innocent love with the enemy. Risking her father's honour against the war of love. The handsome prince of Mehranpur, falls for the princess he shouldn't be with. Risking his state and his title. The rival's daughter is the last thing he should be thinking about yet faith had other things in store for two hearts. Join in Miraal and Dilawar as they take you through their journey of lies, deceit, war, scars, betrayal, love and everlasting peace. Join them in their biggest secret to reveal what hides behind Silk curtains. The castles would never be the same again and so would the hearts. ❤

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