prāṇācārya - (n.) Physician
━━━𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏.𓇢𓆸
❛. . .You might now be able to see them,
From where you are;
But look closely-
A candle flares from afar, yet as you approach, it silently weeps tears of lac.❜
Saudamini, General Ashish's daughter, was a childhood companion of the two princesses of Rajgadh. A childhood devoid of maternal love developed in her a deep empathy for those suffering, igniting her passion for healing.
Yet, the irony was that sometimes healers carry the deepest scars themselves -a truth that Saudamini knew all too well, For beneath her compassionate smile and skilled healer's hands, she hid a labyrinth of pain, a maze of memories she couldn't escape, a sorrowful truth that only revealed itself in the silence: the one wound she couldn't heal was her own.
To the princesses, she was a trusted confidante, but behind her facade lay secrets that shaped her actions in a way they couldn't imagine. Beneath her gentle exterior lies a turbulent past, a past marked by loss and longing, and a burning desire for something forever out of reach.
Fittingly named 'Saudamini,' meaning lightning, she illuminated lives with her healing touch, like a bolt cutting through darkness. However, just as lightning can be both beautiful and destructive, so too was Saudamini's nature.
This dichotomy raised questions about her true character and the secrets she kept hidden.
What secrets lie buried beneath Saudamini's calm exterior?
Time, they say, heals all wounds, but for her, the question lingered: would it be enough?
Wounds heal, but do hers?
Book #1 in Sinful Series
RUDRANSHxAADHYA
"Do you know what I do with traitors?" His voice was hard but shaky, like he was barely holding back his rage. I shook my head, fear gripping me as I tried to stay still. His lips twisted into a cruel smile, amusement mixed with malice. "I make them regret it," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. The knife hovered near my throat.
My heart raced, each beat echoing my terror. I didn't dare move or breathe as his eyes searched mine for any hint of defiance.
"But since you're mine, and I can't hurt you," he continued, his voice calm despite the heat of his breath, "I'll go after the one who dared to touch what's mine. He won't see the next sunrise." Tears filled my eyes, and I shook my head.
A cold chill ran through me as his tone turned deadly. "I'll make him suffer," he promised darkly. "He'll beg for mercy, but by the end, he'll wish he never even looked at you."
His lips brushed mine as he whispered, sending dread coursing through me. "And when it's done, you'll know how far I'll go to protect what's mine."
I looked into his eyes, the horror of what was coming sinking in. There was nothing I could do to stop him. The storm was coming, and it would leave only destruction behind.
Join Rudransh and Aadhya on their rollercoaster ride, where betrayal and mistrust threaten to tear them apart at every turn. In a world where loyalty is fleeting and the line between love and hate blurs, they must navigate the dark shadows of their pasts and the dangerous forces that conspire against them.