Embers Beneath Silk
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Setting: Rajputana, 1700s. A powerful desert kingdom teetering on political alliances and ancient codes of honor.
Length: 15 chapters (~3000 words each)
Tropes: Forbidden Touch, Arranged Marriage, Enemies-to-Lovers, Forced Proximity, Slow Burn, First Time, Experienced x Inexperienced, Curvy x Strong
Characters:
• Princess Richa of Veergadh
Bold, sharp-tongued, born into power but suffocating beneath tradition. Behind palace walls, she drinks from bronze goblets, practices swordplay in secret, and curses under her breath when no one listens. She's curvy, clever, and quietly furious at being treated like a vessel of virtue.
• Senapati Arjun Rathore
A war general gifted to the royal court by the gods, or so they whisper. Towering, broad-shouldered, with a reputation for bedding courtesans in every capital and never letting emotion get in the way of strategy. He is sent to protect the princess-but he is the danger she was never warned about.
The Premise:
When a looming alliance threatens Veergadh, Richa is to be married off to a foreign prince. But the King, sensing danger, assigns his trusted general, Arjun, to stay by her side. Their interactions are meant to be brief and formal. Instead, they ignite. What follows is stolen glances, forbidden touches, whispered insults in dark corridors, and a growing hunger they both refuse to name.
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