Set in the early 1400s is the tale of Princess Mohana. Mohana was the youngest daughter of King Amish and Queen Megha, the rulers of the small kingdom of Kranthi. Mohana was quite different from the females of her time. In an era where women enjoyed duties of the household, Mohana hated them. Her childhood was filled of memories running in the woods, climbing trees, playing in the mud unlike her sisters who played house or learned household duties. She enjoyed learning war antics and strategies rather than learning how to cook new dishes. Being the rebellious kid, her parents had never been proud of her. They hated every bit of her wild spirit, rough nature and dominant personality because women were supposed to be submissive and soft. She was an outcast in the patriarchal society. Mohana only wanted to achieve one thing in life and that was to be enrolled in the army and become a commander but what happens when her wild spirit catches the eye of Prince Rudra, the soon to be king of Avela, one of the biggest kingdoms of that time. Her eyes, they held an uncontainable fire and many men wished to douse that fire, dwindle her spirit and wished to see her submit but not him. Rudra was unlike those men. What he wished for was far worse because he didn't want to douse that fire, He wanted to burn in it He wanted to burn in the fire in her eyes. Excerpt: "I've been worried sick, thinking you've been so ill with a disease communicable only to men yet I find you here, treating another man's wound , holding his arm", Rudra said in a guttural voice, anger leaking into his words, his jealousy apparent from his behavior. "If you have no physical wounds that I can see to then I shall take your leave" She said hastily and moved towards the door to leave. His hand shot out and grabbing her wrist, he spun her around and pulled her towards him. Being caught completely off guard, she crashed into his hard chest. "Itni bhi jaldi kya hai, meri jaan?", He whispered in her ear.