Jai Vardhan Singh Rathore the prince of Jaisalmer and the CEO of the Rathore group of industries is an  handsome ,arrogant, rude businessman, but he has another side that only his close ones and loved ones know. A loving, caring, and jovial person. He was every girl's dream husband.  Everything changed when his wife died during childbirth leaving a daughter behind. He shut himself from everything and committed himself to his daughter. 
 Due to his parents' pressure and for the sake of his daughter, he gave his consent for remarriage. He wants to marry a girl who would take care of his daughter as his own. As any girl would consider herself lucky to be his wife. For this, he sets a plan and executes it.
  Anaira is an intelligent, loving, caring, and easygoing orphan girl who lives with her father's friend.  He considers her his daughter but his wife doesn't agree. She is pursuing an MBA degree and wants to complete her studies to find a decent job that would help her in leaving her uncle's house.
  Alas! Life doesn't go as predicted. She is dumbstruck when one day she comes to know that she is not a poor person who is pitied by everyone but a lost princess. From rags to riches.

The Royal Saga

“ It feels like just yesterday, I had come to this house.” A hand on her shoulder disrupted her thoughts and she turned to find her husband standing there all dressed up for the event. His jet-black hair now has streaks of white. Lines have formed on his forehead but still, he is the most handsome man on earth. He has aged gracefully and is still the love of my life. 


“My dearest queen, the queen of my heart and my house, may I ask you what has occupied my queen’s mind so much that she didn't realise that she needs to finish dressing up for the occasion. Our guests must be waiting. Even Arjun and Raghav have arrived with your sisters.” Jai kneeled in front of me and kept his palm on mine. 


“ I was just remembering how we met and got married . Time flies . Today we are celebrating our thirtieth anniversary .Once again the house is filled with guests. Our children have grown up.” I was feeling nostalgic. My eyes were brimming with tears. 


Epilogue