Hello, My Munchkines! 🤍

Before you begin this journey, I'd love for you to read these little notes. They'll help you understand the world of this story a little better.

1. This novel is entirely a work of my imagination. It has no connection to Hindu mythology, Indian history, or any real historical events.

2. Every place, kingdom, character, tradition, and event in this story is completely fictional and created from my own imagination.

3. This novel contains mature themes, including violence, murder, emotional and physical abuse, political conspiracies, and some 18+ scenes. Please read only if you're comfortable with such content.

4. Some scenes may be emotionally intense or triggering for certain readers. Please take care of yourself while reading.

5. Kindly don't compare this novel with any other book or story. If you enjoy it, I'd truly appreciate your likes, comments, and support. And if it isn't your cup of tea, that's completely okay too. 🤍

6. This story does not belong to any real historical timeline, dynasty, kingdom, or empire. The entire world, including the dynasty, traditions, and political system, is fictional.

7. This is not a traditional Rajput or Rajasthani historical novel. The clothing, jewellery, architecture, customs, and overall aesthetics of my characters are based on my own fictional world. So, I hope you'll enjoy this story with an open mind.

8. Every story is an author's dream brought to life. You're absolutely free to like it or dislike it, but I kindly request that we keep the comment section respectful for everyone.

9. This novel does not belong to any particular region or part of India. Please don't try to categorize the characters, their names, surnames, clothing, traditions, kingdoms, or culture as North Indian, South Indian, East Indian, or West Indian. When I created this story, I never imagined it through the lens of any real region. Mayuradish is its own world, and every detail in this novel comes purely from my imagination. I hope you'll experience it as it is, without comparing or connecting it to any real place or culture. 🤍

10. And lastly, my lovely Munchkins, please be kind in the comments. You're always welcome to share your thoughts, theories, and even respectful criticism. But unnecessary hate, rude remarks, or disrespect towards my story or its characters won't be entertained. If this novel isn't your vibe, that's absolutely okay—you're free to move on. Let's keep this little corner filled with love and respect. 🤍🦚

Now... welcome to the Kingdom of Mayuradish. 🦚✨

I hope you'll laugh, cry, rage, smile, and fall in love with these characters just as deeply as I did while creating them.

Happy Reading, My Munchkines! 🤍

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Hello, My Munchkines! 🤍

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