she's a sugar-laced sarcasm in stilettos; He's charm wrapped in arrogance. Raised in places on opposite sides of map, taught to smile for show. She got a tiara sharp enough to slice Egos, and He got a smirk that starts Wars ( and ends peace talk). But FATE, a messy little monarch with a wicked sense of humour. A world were crowns comes before every damn thing ! To the woman who is both thunder and lullaby— unapologetically wild, impossibly soft.
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Shadows and Alliances
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The Festival of Whispers
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The Festival of Whispers - Chapter 2: Shadows of Betrayal
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Beneath Lantern and Lies
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The Vows Beneath Silence
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The Weight of Our Names
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Behind The Doors
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Treasure in Silence
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The Spider's Web
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Unmasking the Mastermind
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Before The Storm
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Whispers of The Hearts.
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Letters of Griefs.
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Storm Behind His Eyes
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Moments Of Joy
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Inside the Lioness’s Den
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Embrace Before Departure
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The End Of Traitor
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Moments of Pure Bliss
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The Goodbyes & A New Hello
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Celebration Begins...!
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