gold jhumkas hanging from her ear,
shiny bangles not so expensive taunting her status,
yet she managed to capture his eyes,
the shehzade himself,
who bestowed upon her the title, Amirah.
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AMIRAH
Romance"If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? If you wrong us, shall we not revenge?" -William Shakespeare Young and beautiful, Nazneen was a mere court dancer enchanted by the warrior she met...
prologue
gold jhumkas hanging from her ear,
shiny bangles not so expensive taunting her status,
yet she managed to capture his eyes,
the shehzade himself,
who bestowed upon her the title, Amirah.
