Qasida | BL
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Rohan ~ The gods gave me a man's heart and a woman's name, then draped them both in the red silk of a sacrificial lamb. In this city of lions, to be found is to be finished.... but to stay hidden is to die a slow, silent death under the weight of a crown that was never meant for my head....
Rohan died for a lack of sugar, only to wake up in a world of honeyed poison. Reborn as Ruhana Nuri Zain, the "second daughter" of a fallen duchy, he is now the unwanted bride of the iron-fisted Sultan Azamaar Sher Surah. In a court where the Queen Mother's word is law and the shadows have eyes, Rohan carries a secret that could turn his wedding robes into a funeral shroud. He knows the ending of this story.... the rain, the stones, and the blood. To survive, he must rewrite a tragedy before the ink dries on his own grave.
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