Reflections of Svarnagiri

Vaidehi Sharma spent her days surrounded by ancient artifacts, forgotten manuscripts, and royal relics inside a museum. History fascinated her, but only from a safe distance.

She preferred stories trapped behind glass.
Kingdoms that no longer existed.
Mysteries that belonged to the past.

Until the museum received a mirror no one could identify.

An enormous obsidian mirror covered in strange carvings no historian could translate.

Everyone avoided it.

Vaidehi touched it.

And the mirror touched back.

One second she was standing in a quiet storage room. The next, she was dragged centuries into the past and into the kingdom of Svarnagiri, a world of gold-lit palaces, sacred temples, royal traditions, dangerous court politics, hidden sanctums, and secrets buried beneath ancient bloodlines.

And standing at the center of it all was him.

Prince Vikramaditya.

Future king of Svarnagiri. Feared across kingdoms. Cold, intimidating, and impossible to ignore.

A prince dressed in black and gold with dark eyes sharp enough to make people nervous and beautiful enough to make them forget why. He should have treated her like an enemy. Instead, he became obsessed with her.

At first, Vaidehi can't stand him. His arrogance. His control. The way he watches her like she's something dangerous. But somewhere between palace arguments, accidental touches, jealousy, royal traditions, midnight conversations, and secrets hidden beneath the kingdom, the tension between them becomes impossible to ignore.

Because Vikramaditya doesn't love softly. He loves completely.

As attraction turns into something far more dangerous, Vaidehi discovers the mirrors beneath Svarnagiri are alive. They whisper her name. They react to her touch. And they seem determined to pull her and Vikramaditya together no matter how much chaos follows.

But the deeper she falls into the kingdom and into him, the more terrifying the truth becomes.