𝐑𝐚𝐤𝐭𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐦: 𝙰𝚐𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚑𝚒 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊
𝑨 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆-𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅—𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏, 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆.
ENEMIES AND LOVERS.
Two stories. One war. One love.
Advik—the formidable Northern King, a master of silence, iron, and winter. His crown is heavy, his heart colder still. In war, he finds control. In peace, he finds unrest.
And then, there’s Vishaakha—a warrior cloaked in legend, her voice colder than death, her fire hotter than the sun. No one knows her truth. No one dares to. During a war, Advik sees her eyes through the chaos—sharp, stormy, unforgettable. She helps the enemy. And yet, he’s captivated.
In another world, away from the battlefield, Padmini, an elegant Eastern princess, meets Veer, a lone wanderer with pain in his eyes. He enters her kingdom for sacred work—seeking a rare herb, they say. They meet briefly. But it’s enough. Something shifts.
When Veer and Vishaakha cross paths in the quiet forest of the East, sparks fly. Two strangers. Two warriors. Cold, cautious, drawn to each other. Neither knows the truth. Neither can forget the other.
Love brews in the dark, wrapped in letters, delivered by fate.
And when Padmini’s royal family travels to attend the grand Mahakumbh Mela, they stay in the palace of Advik. She and Advik meet under duty’s gaze—strangers, yet familiar. Their eyes recognize something their minds refuse to accept.
“She’s delicate. She can’t be my Vishaakha,” Advik thinks.
“He’s royal. He could never be my Veer,” Padmini believes.
Despite resistance, a marriage is arranged. The princess and the king. The rivals. They deny, but they marry.
And even then—unaware—they write letters to each other… still Veer and Vishaakha. Still strangers in love. Still enemies in daylight.
Can love survive the war of mistaken identities, rival crowns, and untold truths?
Will the ones they love in secret destroy the ones they hate in public?
Read to uncover the truth that hides in shadows, the love that blooms in fire, and the fates written in blood.
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