chapter 27

Writer’s Note (aka me emotionally begging you):Hey you — yes, you — the reader who just powered through Rani Saheb: The Queen like your chai was spiked with adrenaline (respectfully).First of all, THANK YOU. Thank you for stepping into this blood-soaked palace of betrayals, power plays, stolen kisses, mother-daughter trauma, and a queen who could destroy you politely. You could’ve been scrolling reels or watching another K-drama, but instead, you chose this madness — and for that, my heart does bhangra.Now, if you felt something — anything — at any point during this story (a gasp, a jaw-drop, a scream, or just a mild “oh damn”), then I humbly request the following:Follow me. Not in real life — that’s creepy — but on whichever platform this story reached you on.Share it. With friends, enemies, cousins, crushes, that one ex who still stalks your stories — let everyone know this drama exists.Comment/DM/scream into the void. Let me know what you thought. Even if it’s just “WHY DID VEER HAVE TO DIE” or “Dev is MY man now.” I'm here for all of it.This story wasn’t just about power or royalty — it was about becoming. About how sometimes, to rule the world, you have to first survive it. And then own it. In heels.If you loved Rani and want more? There might just be a prequel. Or a spin-off. Or me crying into my keyboard while writing fan letters to Dev. But that only happens if you stick around.So follow. Share. Hype me up like you hype up your best friend’s Instagram thirst traps.Because writers need love too. And caffeine. And validation.Forever grateful,—Mahek (aka the emotionally unstable storyteller who just wants you to follow her)