Story of a true king and his beloved Rebel ❤️
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"You remember your Dada Hukum always said that a true king never bow's down infront of anyone other than..." His Grandma didn't completed her sentence.
"His Queen!" He completed her sentence.
"So...
Song dedicated to this chapter= Mera yaar (Bhag Milkha bhaag)
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Rehmaat was talking to the senior Raghuvanshi's while having her breakfast and Manavi was quietly observing her.
Manavi noticed that Rehmaat was looking simple with no makeup on her face, her hair in a loose bun.
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She noticed Rehmaat's ear were bare without any studs or stuff. A Solid thick iron bangle type of thing was placed on her right wrist which Manavi recognised as traditional sikh Kada.
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But suddenly Manavi noticed something which made her panick. And she shrieked loudly.
"Rehmaat" the usually timid and quiet princess of Jaipur shouted.
"Woah, Pushpa what happened?" Rehmaat asked.
"Rehmaat why..... Why there's a?" She stopped in the middle as she saw her Dada entering the dinning room.
"Why there's a what Pushpa?" Rehmaat asked growing impatient.
Mustering a bit of courage Manavi asked. . . . . . . . . . . . . . "Why is there an engagement ring on your ring finger? Are you engaged?" As Manavi finished her sentence her family's attention went towards Rehmaat's ring finger. A gorgeous yet simple ring with a small diamond in the middle was adoring her ring finger of left hand.
