Ruqaiya Sultan Begum Novels & Stories

Ajabde shook her head at the princess and joined her palms in a mock sorry. Rajkumari Heer Kanwar, was the princess of Amer and daughter to Raja Bharmal and Rani Champavati. Since childhood, Heer had a deep devotion to Lord Krishna and the infinite knowledge of the Gita. Taking her devotion as a cue, her father sent her to Kashi to learn from Vittal Rao, a famous saint and a scholar of Shastras. Heer and Ajabde became fast friends, being of the same age and similar mind set; both told each other about their respective kingdoms, stories and interests.

Her words made my mouth fall open and my heart drop straight into my stomach. Oh, that’s VERY reassuring! “How?” I barely managed to choke out, my body and mind frozen with suffocating panic. “I don’t know everything,” Alaya admitted sadly. “Six years ago, the watchmen came for Sariya. She was chosen as one of the brides… and she never came back. I don’t know what happened to her, but I do know she never became a queen. No one ever did. The king is a sorcerer—he’s lived for centuries—and still, there has never been a queen,” the woman said gravely.

"Caretaking? I was outside the country for just two weeks, and this mansion has turned into a helping guesthouse for strays?" The Queen Mother's Defiance "Maa! I left a fortress, and I return to find a hospital!" Zaid turned his fury toward the end of the hall as Begum Salma approached. The Begum didn't flinch. She leaned on her silver-topped cane, her back as straight as a soldier’s. "Son!" she interrupted, her voice not loud, but carrying the weight of ultimate authority. "She is not 'helping.' She is here for me." Zaid stepped back, crossing his arms over his expensive suit. "You have the best doctors in Singapore on speed dial, Maa. Why do you need a girl who looks like she can barely ta

Radu was off as well together with the Jinn without a backward glance, and the foreigners went on their own way to their bedroom at the servants’ quarters. **** The following day, the foreigners toured the royal house. They checked out the Imperial Harem. However, it was only Diana and Elise, who were allowed to enter. Men were not allowed to get in. In fact, all servants there were female. Diana and Elise explored the place when they met Validā Khātûn (Queen Mother or Her Majesty) Âminā Kul-Bahar Khātûn. She was a Christian Albanian and was known as the first wife of Mehmed II, the current sultan of Ottoman Empire. She was, however, the stepmother of Bayezid II, successor to the throne—as t

Keya Gujral : 21 years old, Beautiful girl, having a melodious voice. But she lost her eye's vision in childhood. She is the heir of the Gujral Empire. Daughter of late. Keshav Gujral and Siya Gujral. She is a symbol of love and mercy. Always smiling and loving to everyone. Abeer Raichand :

Jahan Ara begum was sitting on the bed, her back resting on the backboard, tasbeeh in her hand as she murmured the Ayas. Nodding her head, she patted the place beside her on the bed, gesturing her to sit there. Noor layed on the bed, putting her head on dadi's lap. Unintentionally jahan Ara begum started caressing her hair. ' Noor, itni khamosh khamosh kiu ho?'. ( Why are you so quiet?). ' nahi Dado, Mai to nahi'. She denied. ( No, I'm not).

I offered a comforting smile and nodded my head towards the bed. We sat down and began talking. Her name was Bethanie and she was born into this life. Her mother was the head maid around this place and took care of the King. She was assigned to the warriors until I came along. She’s never been outside this place. The only way she gets to “experience” the outside world is through books.

Sultana blink her eyes and said "let me finish, then maybe you can judge him" "Fahad was three years old when Umma Magajiya give birth to her third born Aunty Rukayya and even then they're still not in good terms with Nuwaira and almost everyone associate with Nuwaira, they said she's such a nice person. "Umma Magajiya also have her own people. People said that the prince always visit Umma Magajiya's side to play with his sister's, especially Aunty Rukayya. They like each other since they're young. But he'll always come back crying to the extent that Nuwaira got tired of it and stop him from going, and that's when Adam came to the picture.

Still in her peppy mood, aunty yasira was still the one answering "Fine. Here is MUHAMMAD Sadiq RINGIM, the second heir to the RINGIM's family " "Wait, WHAT?!!!" Rahama screamed like someone who just saw a ghost

She knew well the game of such words — praise was the currency of those who sought the queen’s favour. A discreet knock sounded at the door. “Come,” Inayat called. Ridhima stepped inside, her hands cupping a fresh vial of rose water. She bowed her head slightly, her eyes steady. “Leave us,” Inayat told the maidens. The women dipped in curtsies and withdrew, their whispers fading into the hallway. Ridhima set the vial down upon the lacquered dressing table and reached for the queen’s dupatta, securing it neatly over her shoulder with a jewelled pin. Her fingers moved with quiet precision, but her voice dropped to a whisper.