IPS officer Divjyot Sethi, came from a very poor family and accomplished everything on her own. Getting married to a Prince, next in line for the throne with wealth and status equal to a Dubai Sheikh felt like her childhood dream of being a princess was heard by the supreme controller. This was until her sub ordinates come knocking to arrest her husband, The Prince Tejasveer singh Ghuman for the murder of a sex worker that reality made way and it turned to be a nightmare. "We have an arrest warrant for Mr. Tejasveer singh Ghuman for the murder of Kaveri Sana" the police officer says, as the pot falls from my mother-in-law's hands and on the floor spilling all over the lehenga. I read the warrant and then look up to see the expressions of the man I had married, barely 4 hours ago. This was an arranged marriage and this man had always given me chills, newspapers, the internet and magazines at the salon for my pre-bridal sessions, whenever I saw him. I thought it was his dominating and born-to-lead nature that left me uneasy. Not a murderer. He was the prince of my dreams. My knight in shining armor. Not a murderer.