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"Wow, looking so ethereal, Rajkumari," Prince Rizaanuddin said, sniffing Omisha's dupatta. "I can watch you all day, but I have more... pressing matters to attend to" he said in mocking tone.

"You're impossible," Omisha spat. "I'll never accept a beast like you as my MANN. For you, I'm just a mere reward."

Omisha's mind whispered a vow of defiance: "I'll slice your head off with my own hands, and watch as you bleed at my feet."

Rizaanuddin's eyes seemed to gleam with amusement, as if he knew exactly what she was thinking. "Until we meet again, my dear."

OMISHA PRITHVIRAJ:
"Trapped in a golden prison, Princess Omisha's soul screamed for freedom. Her beauty was a lie, a mask hiding a heart ablaze with rebellion. In the darkness, she plotted her escape, fueled by a hunger for battle and a passion for her kingdom.

Kali's fierce spirit coursed through her veins, guiding her towards a destiny that would either shatter her chains or destroy her. As she stood at the altar, bound to marry Prince Madhav, Omisha's fate trembled on the brink of chaos. Would she find liberation, or would the flames of her own desire consume her?"

RIZAANUDDIN MIRZA KHALID:
"Prince Rizaanuddin Mirza Khalid, the Battle Titan of the Mughal Empire, was a monolith of malevolence forged in the fires of war. His eyes burned with an unholy hunger, his heart a void where compassion once dwelled. He bathed in the blood of his enemies, his skin drinking in the crimson hue like a parched earth.

A cursed beast with no heart, Rizaanuddin left empires trembling, kingdoms falling, and humanity shattered in his wake. His very existence was a declaration of war, a force of nature unleashed upon the world, leaving nothing but destruction and despair."

Well that's what everybody used to think about him. Is it true or not?

Let's find out together!!