So I am writing poetry.
My protagonist, Prince Giridhar, is masquerading as a playwright. He falls in love with the poems of a local poet and uses them in his play.
Here are the opening lines of the draft poem:
She shone like a star in the sky
Sparkling like a diamond from up high
What do you think of this verse penned by our princess?
Princess Suryavati has a secret. She loves to write poems, and until recently, she had no audience for them. Can you imagine her thrill when Giridhar builds a play around her poems? But she lets him think the poet is a man, though her heart races each time he is near.
I enjoy writing their story, except for the poetry. That is kicking my rear. I will share more soon. In the meantime, please read the first romance novel in this series. It is a stand-alone happily ever after tale, featuring a king who has captured an enemy on the battlefield and allows his heart to be captured by the daughter of his prisoner.
