The Power of Love

Angad's Proposal

The sun had just set over the grand palace of Seven Rivers, casting a warm, golden glow across the royal chambers. The king and queen sat on their ornate thrones, their eyes sparkling with excitement as they discussed the upcoming nuptials of their son, Prince Var.

"My dear husband," the queen said, "I can hardly contain my excitement for our son's marriage to Prince Roopeshwar. He is such a kind and noble prince, and I believe he will make a wonderful match for our Var."

"Indeed, my dear," the king replied, a proud smile on his face. "Roopeshwar is the perfect choice for our son. He comes from a noble and respected family, and his love for our Var is clear for all to see."

The queen nodded in agreement, clasping her hands in her lap. "I do hope the wedding ceremony will be everything our son dreams of. We must ensure that every detail is perfect."

The king stood from his throne, pacing around the room as he spoke. "Fear not, my queen. Our finest craftsmen and artisans are already hard at work, preparing for the grandest wedding Seven Rivers has ever seen. And of course, we will spare no expense to ensure that our son and his beloved have the wedding of their dreams."

The queen smiled, feeling comforted by her husband's words. "You always know just what to say, my love. Our Var is so lucky to have you as his father."

The king took his queen's hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing it tenderly. "And I am lucky to have you as my queen. Together, we will make sure that our son's marriage is a beautiful and joyous occasion."

The queen's smile faded, and a flicker of sadness danced in her eyes. She lowered her gaze and spoke with a hint of worry in her voice. "My dear husband, I cannot help but think of the challenges that lie ahead for our son and his beloved. If Var chooses to marry Prince Roopeshwar, it would mean that one of them would have to sacrifice their throne, their palace. One of them would have to step aside to guide the other."

The king's expression grew solemn as he absorbed her words. He had always envisioned Var as the future Crown Prince, leading the Namah Kingdom with grace and wisdom. But if Var were to remain here in Seven Rivers with Roop, their dream of ruling Namah might fade away.

"You speak the truth, my queen," the king replied, his voice tinged with concern. "As much as I want to see Var as the ruler of Namah, I cannot ignore the love and happiness he has found with Roopeshwar. We must discuss this matter with our son and understand his desires."

The queen nodded, her fingers intertwining with the king's. "We owe it to Var to express our concerns openly and honestly. It is his happiness and fulfillment that matter above all else."

The king sighed, the weight of the decision heavy upon his shoulders. "Indeed, my love. We must find a way to support our son and his chosen path, even if it means reevaluating our own aspirations for him."

Together, the king and queen resolved to speak with Var, to listen to his hopes and dreams, and to find a solution that would bring happiness not only to their son but also to the future of their kingdoms. They knew that the road ahead would be challenging, but their love and support for Var would guide them through the uncertain journey.

Meanwhile, Angad walked along the banks of the river, the very place where his life had taken an unexpected turn. The weight of accusation hung heavy on his shoulders, a burden he could not bear. Sadness and frustration clouded his thoughts, anger simmering beneath the surface. He could not comprehend how he had been framed for such a heinous crime, one that he had no memory of committing.

As the wind rustled through the trees, Angad clenched his fists, his determination resolute. He vowed to himself that he would protect Prince Var, his beloved prince, from any harm that may befall him. He would be a shield, a stalwart defender, ready to face any challenge that came their way.