Prince Gilan's POV.I am woken up by knocks in my door.“Who is this disturbing my sleep.” I say in a weak voice. I was so exhausted and all I needed was some good sleep.“Who is there. Is it you, mother?" I ask.“No. May I come in, please.” It was a lady's voice. And it sounded familiar, though I just could not remember whose voice it was.“Come in, the door is not closed.” I say and I sit on my bed.She stands before me, a vision of effortless beauty. The light catches in her hair, casting a soft glow around her, while her eyes shine with quiet confidence. Her dress drapes elegantly, moving gently with each breath, and a small, knowing smile plays on her lips.She was so pretty and for a moment, I get lost in her beauty. “Remind me of your name, please. I remember your face, but not your name." I say.“My prince, don't you remember me? It's me Amara.” She says, and I am stunned.She had entirely changed. I mean, she looked more beautiful than before. “I am sorry that I failed to
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