"They were born to rule but they were destined to break every rule."
In the modern Kingdom of Aravati, ruled by the venerable Vardhana Dynasty, tradition is paramount, but the winds of modernity blow ever stronger. At the heart of this majestic land, within the gilded walls of Skyfall Palace, three royal siblings find their destinies inextricably tangled with forbidden love, shattering the very foundations of their noble lineage.
Crown Prince Ranvijay, the stoic embodiment of duty, secretly married to Meera, a commoner and palace maid, struggles to conceal a truth that threatens to upend his reign and reveal the existence of their unborn heir. Prince Shaurya, the compassionate visionary, navigates an arranged marriage to Priya- his replaced bride, only to discover a profound connection built on a hidden identity, forcing them to confront a deception born of family sacrifice. Meanwhile, Princess Vedika, the fiercely independent spirit, finds her heart irrevocably drawn to Vikram, her unwavering royal bodyguard, a dangerous attachment that challenges every rule of decorum and duty.
As whispers turn to truths, and ancient customs clash with burgeoning desires, each Vardhana sibling must choose: uphold a crumbling facade, or risk everything for authenticity and love, forging a new, reimagined future for the Kingdom of Aravati.
Started on - 8 Nov 2025
People don't fall in love all at once.
They fall in glances.
In arguments.
In moments so ordinary, you don't realize something irreversible is happening.
Until it's too late.
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"Do you think people always leave?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Why do you ask?"
She shrugs. "Just a thought."
They weren't supposed to matter to each other. It was supposed to be a passing chapter. A collision, not a connection.
But fate doesn't ask what you're ready for.
Amidst the flickering glow of wedding lights, stolen glances, and unspoken words, their worlds collided in ways neither could have foreseen.
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"Jealous already?" he teased, that familiar smirk tugging at his lips. "Should I be flattered?"
"As if," she scoffed, but her voice gave her away.
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The way he looked at her - like she was the only person in the world who made sense - scared her more than she could admit.
"I'm leaving tonight," she whispered.
He froze.
"What?"
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Three years passed. And yet, he was still waiting.
Now they've met again.
The moment their eyes lock, it all comes rushing back.
The laughter. The ache. The words they never said.
...... at least for him.
Because she doesn't remember.