Words in brackets are (thoughts)
Words in flower bracket is {information}

Agra, India:-
At a University:-

A girl is shown with big hazel eyes, silky long hair, sharp nose along with a pen between her beautiful lips. She was sitting on a bench of an empty classroom lost in her thoughts. Unaware of the fact that today her life is gonna take a 360 degree turn.

Flashback :-
Phone conversation:-

Girl : Hi Mom...

Girl's Mom : Nayab, will you come back early today?

Nayab{worried} : Is everything alright?

Noor : Everything is fine, it's just that your uncle called and informed that they will be visiting us today.

Nayab : Oh! Okay I'll try to return as soon as possible.

Noor{nervous} : Uh..um..you...

Nayab{suspicious} : What's that you wanna tell me but hesitating to tell?

Noor : Actually they are coming with Wajih's marriage proposal for you{uncle's son}

Nayab{shocked} : What???

Noor : Yeah, furthermore your Dad also agreed for the alliance.

Nayab{whining} : Mom...

Noor : I know you are not ready for marriage yet. Nonetheless always remember, any parents in the world would never decide something which will be bad for their children. Hence trust us.

Nayab : I trust you guys, okay I'll take half-day today.

Noor : Very well, I'll ask Nomaan to pick you early today.

Nayab : Sure, bye.

Flashback ends.

Another girl enter into the classroom as well as shake Nayab to bring her back from her thoughts.

Friend : Nayab! Nayab!

Nayab : Yes, sorry.

Friend : Where were you lost?

Nayab : Nothing important just some home stuff.

Friend : Vice-Chancellor granted your leave, you can go.

Nayab : Thank you, you are the best.

Friend : Now stop buttering me.

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Nayab walk out of the University likewise was waiting for Nomaan to arrive when unexpectedly 3 Santorini Black, Land Rover Range Rovers stop infront of the University. A man in his 50's get out of the first car together with proceed towards Nayab.

Man : Ma'am, My name is Amjad. I'm the head of security, would you please come with me?

Nayab{confused} : Excuse me?

Amjad : Ma'am, my boss Zia Shah would like to have a word with you.

Nayab : I'm sorry, I think you are mistaken. I don't know your boss.

Amjad : Ma'am I insist, just five minutes.

Nayab : Look, you seem to be a nice man. Don't force me to call the cops.

Amjad retrieve his steps back and walk to the middle car. He knock on the window and tell the whole conversation to someone. After which the door of that SUV opens in addition to that an handsome young dashing boy dressed in an Armani suit comes out.

Nayab was getting a bit scared by the aura of that boy, she was praying inwardly for Nomaan to arrive soon. That boy take steps in Nayab's direction as if he owns the place.

Boy{arrogantly} : Hi! I'm Zia Shah.

Nayab : (Good for you) So?

Zia : I need to speak with you.

Nayab : I don't talk with strangers. (Better I go back inside the University) {She try to take steps in reverse direction}

Zia : Come with me. {Try to hold her hand}

Nayab : I don't want to go anywhere with you. {See Nomaan} Now my brother is also here so move.

Nomaan rush to Nayab after seeing the scene. Zia take out his gun and point it towards Nomaan.

Zia{angry} : Both of you in the car now or.....

*******

In the car:-
At the backseat:-

Nomaan{whisper} : I told you stop irritating people, see the result now.

Nayab{whisper back} : Firstly I'm not irritating including to that I don't even know him.

Nomaan{raising an eyebrow} : Sure?

Nayab : 200 percent.

Nomaan : OMG!!! This can't be.

Nayab : What can't be?

Nomaan : He must be from mafia, you must have indirectly insulted or irritated him. Exactly like your Wattpad stories.

Nayab : First of all in my Wattpad stories the mafia fall in love with the girl besides this is real life where nothing that sort happens.

Nomaan : Whatever we are stuck because of you.

Nayab{annoyed} : What did I do?

Nomaan{blaming} : I'm definitely sure you are at fault.

Nayab{glaring} : Whose side are you?

Nomaan{act as if thinking} : Um...

Nayab : Nomaan!!!

Nomaan : Fine your side, by the way where are we going?

Nayab{sarcastic} : I gave him the list of stops right? How would I know?

Nomaan : Yeah right, my bad I asked you{Excited} I'll ask him.

Nayab{afraid} : No...he is our kidnapper.

Nomaan : This is 2020, kidnappers also evolved.

Nayab : Seriously?

Nomaan{to Zia} : Listen bro, where are you taking us?

Zia : Out of the city.

Nomaan : May I know why? {Zia doesn't reply}

Nayab : He is rude plus arrogant, total kidnapper qualities.

Nomaan : I agree with you on this.

*******

At the Farmhouse:-

Nearly after 2hrs ride they reach a farmhouse. All of them enter inside, as soon as Nayab spot her parents she run and hug them.

Nayab{panic} : What's going on Dad?

Abhyan : No clue dear, suddenly these people knocked on our door then they forcefully brought us here.

Nomaan{worried} : Did they hurt you? (If yes then I don't care if they have guns, I'll kill them)

Noor : No my child, we are okay.

Zia advance towards an old lady who was dressed like she is from some royal family. Siddiqui family, Zia, Amjad and that lady with her PA were only the one's in the hall. 

Lady : I'm extremely sorry for all of your inconvenience. If this wasn't needed I would have never forced you all here.

Abhyan : Who are you?

Lady : I'm Ranimaa of Mannat Ali the crown princess of Oman. {Sadly} My beloved granddaughter left me alone a week ago.

Noor : I'm sorry for your loss.

Ranimaa{teary eyes} : It was very unfortunate for her to die at such young age that too just a month before her coronation.

Abhyan{perplexed} : How is it related to us?

Ranimaa : We were searching from last week for a replica of Mannat. Your daughter Nayab is exactly like her with some minor differences like her eye color etc.

Nomaan{curious} : So???

Ranimaa : I was thinking maybe she can act as Mannat until a month after the coronation in order to tranfer all the rights to Sharik Ali my grandson.

Nayab{baffled} : Why will I do that?

Ranimaa : Because at that tragic day our legal advisor was also at the palace, who witnessed Mannat's death. Then he read to us my son Murtaza Ali's will{legal testament}, in which my son stated that if by any chance Mannat die before her coronation everything will be transferred to the fund/trust.

Cherry on the top Oman will become a non-monarchy country which will effect a lot of families who depend for their living on the royal family.

Abhyan : It means that Nayab should act as Mannat for almost 2 months.

Ranimaa : Indeed.

Nomaan{whisper to Nayab} : You'll become "The Duplicate Princess"

Nayab{irritated} : Shut up.

Noor{determined} : Not a chance.

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Did Mannat die a natural death?

Why did Murtaza make such will, was he aware that her daughter's life is in danger?

Will Siddiqui's agree to this acting arrangement?