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🪷The Bride of a Doomed Crown🪷

The skies above Chandravansh Mahal glowed in shades of gold and vermilion it was a day of celebration a day every maiden dreams of a royal wedding The entire kingdom was decorated like a bride herself. Strings of marigold flowers hung from every arch, golden lamps flickered in rows, and the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood and rose.

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