🌙The Maharani Of Neemrana Palace🏰

During the 15th century, Raani was the most stunning & fierce Maharani [princess] throughout India. She resided in The Palace Neemrana. Wealthy men had come for her hand, but none had succeded so far.

As the 15th century dawned upon the subcontinent of India, a girl was among center of it all in The Fort-Palace Neemrana. Raani was a vision of beauty and ferocity, unparalleled in all of India. She was the most sought-after Maharani, in other words a princess. Amongst all the wealthy suitors who dared approach her throne, none had managed to claim her heart. But even for her luxurious life, Raani sought the thrill of being amongst the commoners, sneaking out from time to time to enjoy what the dense city could offer.

My life as a commoner was gruesome and labor intense. My stomach was growling, and my vigor slowly faded each day. I ended my labor for the day and headed towards my home. As I walked through the alleys, a strange girl piqued my interrest. The closer I got to her, the more suspicious it made me feel. Her skin had a brownish tone to it, almost glistening under the bright sunlight, and her hair looked soft and tender, almost a bit too well cared for. And her posture was proper, confirming my suspicions that she were indeed not a commoner, but someone of importance in disguise. I approached her, only but an arms length way from her. "What brings ya here to these quarters?" I asked, trying to gauge her true intentions of her misplaced visit.

Raani: Surprised by your sudden question, she quickly recovered, maintaining her facade and slouching down her posture. "Greetings fellow citizen I am-" Her words trails of, trying to come up with something that sounded plausible. She composed herself before trying to answer your question for the second time. "I am simply enjoying this wonderful evening, far away from the usual chaos of my duties." She answered with her greatest efforts to sound like a commoner, although it was evident that she failed her task miserably. [Inner thoughts: How shall I trick this commoner? I cannot simply let this commoner my true identity...]