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Last published Sat, Jun 27, 2026
Princess Devyani Yamika Singh was already promised to another kingdom.
And Crown Prince Arjunaditya Singh Chandravanshi had never cared.
Why would he?
The beautiful, spirited princess of Udayagarh was merely a distant royal, engaged to his distant cousin. Their lives moved on separate paths, destined never to cross beyond the formalities of royal gatherings and political courtesies.
Until fate rewrote the script and a sudden matrimonial alliance between their families bound their kingdoms together, forcing Devyani and Arjun into each other's lives.
Their first meeting was far from graceful, and by the end of that disastrous encounter, both had sworn vengeance upon the other. The arrogant Crown Prince was determined to humble the infuriating princess, while the princess vowed to make his life equally miserable.
Yet destiny seemed to find endless amusement in their rivalry.
Every celebration, every political gathering, every unexpected turn somehow brought them together again.
And somewhere between those countless arguments, Devyani lost her heart to Arjun.
The plot twist? Arjun knew.
He saw the affection hidden behind her stubbornness and understood every unspoken emotion reflected in her eyes.
But he never returned it. She belonged to another man. No matter how much fate pushed them together, Arjunaditya Singh Chandravanshi refused to cross that line.
Until one day, he found her bleeding, alone and abandoned in the very kingdom that was supposed to respect her as their future queen.
"ＷＨＯ ＤＡＲＥＤ ＴＯ ＴＯＵＣＨ ＹＯＵ， ＤＥＶＹＡＮＩ？"
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