Aadarshini lived in a palace, but she wasn't a princess. Everyone around her adored her, but they were not her family. She liked to dress up, only to spend the whole day in the royal kitchens. The voice of her anklets and her beautiful laughter echoed in the palace of The Madhyam Empire. Or rather, the servant quarters of the palace. Kunwar Aryaveer Singh isn't your typical prince charming. White horses, princesses, leisures and modesty didn't attract his interests. He is a mighty warrior, an expert in geopolitics and economics and a self claimed soldier of his motherland. He's a people's prince and a true ruler in making. And this, is their story. Disclaimer : I do not own the picture in the cover of this story, I found it on Google. If you want me to take it down, I will do so. Disclaimer 2 : The characters, places, names, etc used in this story are not real. This is a completely fictional story. If they resemble anyone/any place in real life, it's a pure coincidence.
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