Patrani (The Chief Queen)
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Aaryavati is your regular Queen. Innocent, pure, happy-go-lucky, always indulgent in womanly pleasures, illiterate, hopelessly romantic and daydreamer- Or that's what the King believes.
What he doesn't know that behind the mask of an innocent Woman, lies a badass, clever, scheming yet righteous Queen who struggles to survive (and thrive) in the patriarchal society.
What happens when her husband goes abroad to face the war and her kingdom falls into the chaos of threats from the other kingdoms? Will she be able to shed off her mask and save her kingdom timely?
Will she allow the world to discover that she is a woman of substance or merely work her way through the shadow of her meek reputation?
P.S. I would again like to stay true to my word. My stories doesn't possess emotional dramas. Or any negativity. Women are empowered and men are highly compassionate. I hope you will find my work interesting and positively refreshing.
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