This tale narrates the passionate love story of two eternal lovers: mature, calm on the outside with a fire of determination within their beings. Set against the backdrop of a patriarchal society. A woman bears the brunt of all misgivings, wether o...
This chapter is emotion packed & has lot of angst. I know everyone wants Yupadi romance but this is important for building the foundation of their relationship for future romance. It's also full of twists & turns I really hope you guys will like.
So read on, & let me know!
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Draupadi found herself in a dark, dingy room, which appeared to be a tiny hut in a secluded region of the dense forest thickets.
Her fate was now completely in the hands of her captors. She had no fear of her own life, but worry for a certain copper eyed male refused to budge from her heart.
Her battered hands longingly stroked the soft angavastra wrapped around her. She tugged it closer unconsciously, breathing in its mild yet comforting scent. It made her feel as if he was here, with her.
It smelt like......Aarya. like fresh sandalwood. It soothed her palpitating self greatly, as if encasing her in a protective cocoon. Just as he did with those strong, firmly muscled large arms of his, completely hiding her away in his embrace, away from any pain, in a world where only the two of them existed happily.
Draupadi's heart struggled to suppressed her rapidly budding feelings for her newly wedded husband, but try as she might, she was attracted to Yudhishthir' calm & serene personality, his deep husky baritone, his deep yet soft chuckles, his breathtaking smile, his golden heart, those inhumanly handsome & flawlessly sculpted features of his & several other things that would require an eternity to be perfectly described. Try as she might, she could not remove him from his already deeply fixed place in her heart.
Her soul may have been dying from within as she thought of the wicked intentions of her captors towards her, but a pleasent smile graced her lips as she thought about her Aarya being safe from these vicious monsters. She delligently prayed to the almighty to keep him safe, regardless of her fate.
She didn't know if she would ever meet him again if she did survive the current hell she was in. However, she was sure she could live the rest of her life with his cherished memory.
She blinked back her tears, hating that she'd been reduced to a weak, sobbing woman. ( So she thinks) However, try as she might, the fiery young Yagyaseni Panchaali within her was lost somewhere...maybe forever? Her heart didn't hurt anymore, she simply felt empty all over like she was dead inside. She wished she could see Yudhishthir one last time. No matter how many times she saw him, it wasn't enough. However she knew, he was too good for her.
She closed her eyes, wishing she would be lucky enough to never open them, when she heard a thump from behind. She jumped when a masculine hand rested on her shoulder. She opened her mouth to scream but a large palm covered it, & it's owner whispered a soft "shhh" to her. Large, frightened black doe eyes met deep coppery ones.
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