That night, Delhi slept beneath a quiet silver sky. The palace walls stood tall and silent beneath the moonlight while cold winds moved through the royal corridors like whispers carrying secrets from one chamber to another. Torches burned dimly along the stone hallways, their flames flickering softly against the ancient walls of the Sultan’s palace.
Hidden beneath a dark veil, Shehnaaz walked carefully through the narrow back corridors with Roop beside her. Every step made her heartbeat louder.








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