Vasundhara and Aryamani tried to find their way to the room but seemed to be lost in such a big palace. And as the corridors have also been decorated as such that they couldn't recognise the place also.
"Where are we now ?" Vasundhara muttered.
"I don't have the slightest idea." Aryamani said.
"You both seem lost." Someone said from behind.
Hearing the familiar voice, Vasundhara smiled as she turned around with Aryamani only to see Nabhraj and Biraj. Her smile widened after seeing the dark and mysterious prince.
"We have lost the way." Aryamani said.
"Oh dear....allow us to guide the way." Biraj said, smiling at Aryamani.
"You're room is next to whom ?" Nabhraj asked.
"Next to the room of Aradhna and Garima jiji." Vasundhara said shyly.
"Come. Follow us." Nabhraj said walking ahead.
"After you." Biraj said and both the sisters went ahead as he walked behind them.
He kept looking at the princess walking in front of him, as radiat as the sun. The way her hair swinged from right to left as she walked swaying her shoulders and hands back and forth. A smile appeared on Biraj's face as he lovingly looked at Aryamani.
Similarly Vasundhara was also looking at Nabhraj walking in front of her. The tall mysterious dark prince was stealing her heart. The way he walked impulsively with his head high and shoulders back, his long and muscular arms moving back and forth, made her sigh in love.
Both Biraj and Vasundhara felt like they could walk behind the person in front of them till the end of the earth without getting tired. But how good it will be if they walked beside them ? Both wondered.
"I suppose this will be your room." Nabhraj said bring Biraj and Vasundhara out of their thoughts.
"Yes, this is the one. Thank you Rajkumaro." Aryamani said.
"Our pleasure." Nabhraj said.
"By the way, are you both coming to tomorrow's spring festival ?" Biraj asked.
"We have never seen Dwarika's spring festival." Aryamani said.
"What is it like ?" Vasundhara asked.
"Well it's a month long festival with many entertaining activities and competitions." Nabhraj said.
"Will you be there ?" Vasundhara asked shyly.
"Yes. Me and my brothers have given our names for many competitions." Nabhraj said.
"Then I will come....I mean we will come....it sounds fun." Vasundhara said shyly.
"Yes it sounds fun. We will be there." Aryamani said.
"Then I'll see you there, kumari Aryamani.....a-and Vasundhara." Biraj said.
"See you both tomorrow." Nabhraj said.
"You too." Vasundhara sighed smiling.
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A/N
Spring festival also known as Basant Utsav is celebrated in the month of March somewhere till the day of Holi, elsewhere on the day of Holi.
In ancient India, the arrival of spring was celebrated by dance, music, several competitions, storytelling, and so much more.
Now also it happens in many places, like in Vrindavan and Mathura, where Holi is celebrated for the entire month !
Seems like in this spring not only flowers but love will also blossom.
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