chapter 1
Not all kingdoms are made by the king, but a queen makes some empires.
In a deep night in Mumbai prison, women were in simple clothes and stone face without any emotion staring in the silent night, a woman's voice echoed suddenly, her name was called by someone, Rudra, tomorrow you are going to realise from the jail, Rudra nodded her head but in her heart she know that she lost hope in her life because she stay in jail nearly two years no one came and meet her.
Maybe we can, she is a once-princess now homeless suddenly she ask the jailer .