The Maratha's Bride

The Maratha's Bride

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She threw wine in his face, not knowing he was a prince. He vowed to break her kingdom, not knowing she would haunt his thoughts. In the shadow of Devgarh's gilded halls, secrets simmer and blood spills. Yuvraj Shivendra Rao Bhonsle comes to Devgarh to unite the Rajputs and Marathas against the barbaric Dara Khan. But instead of allies, he finds betrayal, bloodshed-and her. Mrinalini Rathore hides behind her veils and sharp tongue, determined to survive a palace that despises her. The last thing she needs is the arrogant Maratha prince she accidentally humiliated to see through her façade. Yet every glance between them crackles with something neither can afford. He shouldn't want her - not a woman from the kingdom that betrayed him. She can't want him - not the enemy her family would rather see dead. But as blades clash, secrets unravel, and their worlds collapse around them, their hearts betray them in ways more dangerous than any war. He fights for vengeance. She fights for freedom. But in each other, they might just find ruin - or salvation.
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