Naazuk Chand Aangan Mein
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MatureComplete Sat, May 10, 20251h 6m
In the misty hills of Rajgarh, a cast-out pregnant woman saves the fragile prince of a royal bloodline. Taken into the palace as a wet nurse, Anaya hides her unborn child while nursing the king's son back to health with the help of ancient lactation herbs. But as her bond with the baby deepens, so does the magnetic pull between her and the boy's father, Maharaja Aarav Devraj.
In a palace haunted by secrets, duty, and desire, love blossoms in the unlikeliest of places... beneath the moonlight, in a courtyard where nothing fragile stays untouched.
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