"A royal member is recognized by the respect and love they get from their people. And the pride they maintain at whatever the situation. Cause their pride is their people's pride." Said the late king Virat Vaan Aahlad and so followed his children.
Setting an example to all the royal families, they ruled the kingdom gloriously. But greed is what that comes with power. So did many become its slave.
Though in his poor state waiting for his death, that rancorous stare of his didn't change. Looking into his son's eyes sending poison through his words, the king of Shyamala said, "Aahlad should be ours." With his voice breaking and insufficient breaths.
With his sly smirks, sitting royally on his royal throne, the king of Tejas said, "See me piercing spears through Aahlad's heart."
Giving out a cunning look, waking through the galleries along with his ministers, the king of Hemania said, "That's how I will tear apart that bloody Aahlad."
His venomous glare made all the ministers immensely timid, king of Umbanil said, "DESTROY. Destroy it from the inside, burn it from the outside. Aahlad should be no more."
That malicious stare making everyone bewitched by his magic, shouted the person in the dark. In his vicious smiles, peacefully sitting in his personal garden, the king of Garour said, "Here starts the demise of Aahlad."
And there was Aadya...
In the reality of a harsh present, she had her happiness tied.
In the storms of thundering pasts, she had her wings tied.
In the burdens of heavy responsibility, she had her future tied.
In the respects of royalty, she had her wishes tied.
In the hopes of people's monarch, she had hands tied.
In the pain of loved ones, she had her heart hurt.
In the longing of her love, she had her smile lost.
And... In the cruelty of this life,
She... Had her breaths tied.
First book in the standalone series - "Empires of the Empresses".