A lost princess who grew up as a commoner with no clue about her previous life. A girl who was determined to fight for what she believed in, determined to break gender norms, and determined to serve her motherland.
But she gets caught up in a web of...
if two people can't seem to stay away from each other,
maybe they aren't supposed to <3
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OUTFIT:
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
Ajabde, Saubhagyavati, and Ganga gathered at the Shiv temple earlier than planned.
"Tum dono jaanti nahi ho, baba kabhi nahi manenge! Kaal tumhare jaane ke paschat veh aise bhadke the, aise bhadke the ki puchho hi matt. Shiv, Shiv, Shiv! Ab kya hoga?" Saubhagyavati said in a panicked tone.
"Tum chintit kyun hoti ho Saubhagyavati, mere pass yojna hain aur yeh yojna avashya suphal hogi!" Ganga said proudly.
"Tumhare pass koi behter yojna hain? Nahin na! To phir mere yojna mein khot mutt nikalo," Ganga shot back.
"Hume uchit yojna nahi pata, iska earth yeh nahi hain ki hume uchit aur unuchit mein bhed karna na aiye," Ajabde shot back.
"Bus karo tum dono! Mujhe batao ki kaunsi yojna ki baat ho rahi hain!" Saubhagyavati exclaimed.
"Achha, achha batati hoo-"
"Suprabhat! Koi yojna mili? Samasiya ka hal mila?" Chakrapani bombarded them with questions. Saubhagyavati was instantly subdued in her mannerisms. She kept her head low and a small smile plastered on. Ajabde cringed.
"Daya aati hain tumhari yeh harkate dekh ke," Ajabde whispered to her in disappointment.