The untold love story
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Love or Madness
There was a king named Ace King. He had a daughter named Zaira. She was the prettiest girl in the kingdom, and soon every man in the kingdom began to fall in love with her.
To protect her, the king hired twenty-eight soldiers—twenty of them were female and the rest were male. But even they fell in love with her. Frustrated, the king decided to find a different kind of protector.
He chose a boy from the kingdom—a quiet warrior, slightly plain in appearance, who would hide his face all day and never speak to her. He was given a code name: Akram.
He followed every order. He stayed silent. He kept his distance.
But fate doesn’t follow rules.
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Over time, something began to change.
Akram never spoke, yet his presence became familiar. Zaira found comfort in the silence around him. Slowly, without words, a connection grew between them.
Years passed.
After five years, they had both fallen in love… but neither of them confessed it.
Time moved quietly, shaping them both.
The young princess grew even more beautiful than before, and the boy became a stronger, tougher man.
And with time, they grew closer.
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One day, when the whole kingdom was celebrating, Zaira realized something she could no longer ignore.
Time was slipping away.
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Soon, the announcement came—
The princess was to be married to a prince.
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Akram didn’t protest.
He didn’t speak.
He simply stood there… as he always had.
Silent.
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On the day of the wedding, he wore his finest armor and carried his sword. But this time, his silence was heavier than ever.
Before the ceremony, he placed a bouquet among the royal gifts—the most beautiful one in the kingdom.
Inside it, he hid a small note.
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The wedding was grand.
Music filled the palace.
People celebrated.
But two hearts stood there, breaking in silence.
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Years passed.
Time moved on, as it always does.
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One day, a new gardener was hired in the palace.
Zaira didn’t understand why… but something about him felt familiar.
And then she realized.
It was him.
Akram.
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They began meeting in secret.
In the quiet garden, under the open sky, they finally spoke what they had hidden for years.
They loved each other.
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This time, they made a decision.
They would leave everything behind.
The crown. The kingdom. The rules.
And run away together.
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That night, she waited for him in the garden.
The air was still.
The silence felt heavy.
But he never came.
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Because he never reached her.
As he walked toward the garden, his heart was full of hope. He could almost see her standing there, waiting.
Just a few more steps.
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Then suddenly—
A sharp pain struck his back.
He fell.
A knife had been driven into him from behind.
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Struggling to breathe, he turned slowly…
And saw the prince.
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The prince looked down at him and asked,
“What is your last wish?”
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With fading strength, Akram gave a faint smile.
He took out a small note and said,
“Place this… in the bouquet I gave her on her wedding day.”
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And then—
He was gone.
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Years later, Zaira found that same bouquet again.
Something about it pulled her closer.
With trembling hands, she searched through it…
And found a note.
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Her heart stopped.
Slowly, she opened it.
Tears filled her eyes as she read—
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“I have a sword to protect you…
but I don’t have the crown to have you.”
— Your lover
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In that moment, everything became clear.
Why he never came.
Why that night felt so empty.
Why her heart never found peace.
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He didn’t leave her.
He was taken away…
Just before he could reach her.
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And standing there, holding that note—
She finally understood.
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Was it love?
Or was it madness?
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