Chandravansh- The Moonlit Prophecy
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• SHAURYA CHANDRAVANSH- A dreadful, ruthless prince of Chandravansh dynasty. His cruel punishment makes people to never make mistakes. This kingdom is known for its luxury, fertile land making it rich in India. Shaurya is the future upholder of the empire. he is aiming to become more powerful king in the whole South Asia. 'LOVE' is a distracting word for Shaurya, he thinks love distracts people from their dreams. He is a perfect example for a mamma's boy, he loves his mother a lot that words cannot express his love towards his mom.
• INDUMATI BAHADUR- The most beautiful princess of the Bahadur kingdom. She is known for her unmatched beauty over seas. She also known for her kindness and love for her family. She is a really soft person in society, but also a secret warrior trained by her mother. This secret is hidden from everyone, even from her own father. She has learnt all the skills a normal man as a warrior should know. she wants to prove the world that no women is less than men but the kingdom where she lives prioritize men over women. Even Indu does not believe in LOVE, its just a word from her novels and stories from history.
Lets see the journey of two different souls in one bond
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