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She is like Kesar from the valleys of Kashmir-rare, pure, and a fragrance that lingers in your heart.
He is like a marble from Rajasthan's desert-unyielding and cold to the world, yet soft and warm only for her.
"Together, they are rare and precious, fire and fragrance, strength and sweetness intertwined."
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The Royal Sentence. ✅
Shivika Kulkarni is fire and you don't play with fire. Orphaned at 5, her parents died in a car crash and she was raised by her paternal uncle and his family. Her uncle loved her just like his own daughter but her aunt and cousin would barely stand her and to be honest, that one feeling was mutual. They were too shallow for their own good. As a child, she used to stick to herself and did not have many friends but one, Imran Mirza who was her neighbor back in Kolkata. Going to law school was her dream because her parents were both lawyers and she always looked up to them even if she didn't get the chance to know them. Her dream did come true and she is a lawyer with a multinational law firm based in Mumbai and lives in a flat there which her parents left for her. Devansh Rajput loves to play with fire. Being the eldest son of the king and queen of Udaipur, he is the one who handles all the family business. Trailblazer by actions but a romantic by heart, he believes in love. If the media and paparazzi is to be believed, he is a playboy because he is a prince but the people who really see him, know him as a man of honor, a person with virtues and a family guy. He has always had it easy in life and never really faced struggle but yet, he feels for the underprivileged and runs various charities for them and this is what the media does not know. His best friend and confidante is his younger sister Misha whom he loves to death and she is the one who understands him the most.Kumpleto
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