The Royalty of Rukmini
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A goddess descended upon Earth, with her soft caress of a smile and gentle words that could heal any wound. Her eyes were brimmed with love and devotion to her Lord, the one she called her husband in her heart.
What was once a dance to the ballad of ardor morphed into walking the path of righteousness, her tender eyes now reflecting the wisdom of the years she had seen. A tale that began with yearning for a man that she believed could never be hers turned into a legend of the mighty woman who ruled a Kingdom with all her soul.
This is a story based on the life of Devi Rukmini, fictional and creative parts will be created. But the original story of the great woman shall remain intact. Plagiarizing this story will have consequences. This book is not meant to offend anyone, it is merely my take on one of the characters in the great epic
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