{Age gap; Arranged marriage; Historical romance fiction}
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"Say my name then," he repeated, his tone firm yet tender.
"I can't-I can't take your name," she whispered, shaking her head in resistance.
"Come on, princess," he coaxed gently.
"R-Randheer," she managed, her voice trembling.
"Not just my name, princess-say it all," he insisted, leaning closer.
"Randheer Singh Chauhaan," she whispered, her voice quivering.
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After the The sudden death of King Rajendra Singh Chauhaan, his son, Prince Randheer, takes the throne.
But this was no ordinary death-it was an assassination.
Driven by a need for justice, Randheer and his brother Devraj set out to find the killers.
As the kingdom mourns, Queen Dnyanada arranges for Randheer to marry Princess Vidhirani to secure peace. This marriage is crucial for the kingdom's future.
As love and duty intertwine, the question arises:
Will Prince Randheer and Princess Vidhirani find true love, or will political pressures tear them apart?
Who is behind the king's death?
What will happen when the truth about the king's death comes out?
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a story of fire and water
As Abhimaan drew closer to Nandini, her composure wavered despite her efforts to maintain a facade of indifference. Her heart raced as he neared, his presence casting an undeniable impact on her. She looked at him, her voice trembling slightly, "What are you doing, Mr. Rathod? You shouldn't be here." Abhimaan, with a teasing smile, replied, "Oh really? Then where should I be?" He gently caressed her smooth, soft cheeks, now flushed with a delicate pink hue from the proximity, his touch both tender and electric.