There is power in fame. But if the power in fame is a lake, then the power that anonymity wields is a cosmic ocean. Why be a joker when you can pull your puppet's strings? Prabha's rise to the Emperor of Tanja has everything to do with his political marriage to Mrinalini, the cursed Princess of Amala, who is more than what she appears to be. Will the rocky beginning to their marriage continue with hate and contempt, or will their union turn so powerful that even the gods wouldn't dare to meddle? After all, why be the King when you can be the Kingmaker?