Heir to my heart

In the valley of Kashmir, where snow crowns the mountains and silence holds forgotten legacies, two strangers are about to collide. He is the royal heir a kingdom ,without a throne, carrying the weight of centuries on his shoulders and a smirk sharp enough to slice through politics. She is a pastry chef with flour on her hands, sass on her tongue, and a family history that once shimmered like royalty but now lingers in dust. When a storm locks them together, banter sparks and silences deepen. Between laughters and stolen glances, between duty and desire, a question lingers like breath in the cold: Can a crown claim a heart... or will the heart rewrite the crown?