Diya Mehta loves her simple life, which is full of quiet joys and big dreams.
However, things get out of hand when she has to become a replacement for her cousin Riya, who ran away.
Diya gets married to Rishabh Singh Rathore all of a sudden, a ric...
Don't forget to follow me on Instagram for updates and spoilers.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Please do vote, the last chapters demotivated me, the votes were less compared to the previous chapters🥺! Clicking the vote button might be a small thing for y'all but not for us writers. And do comment.
Enjoy!!!
━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Kumbhalgarh have the impression that you had travelled back in time. Here, people live just like they did in the past.
After a long time of travelling, the car came to a stop in front of a palace. Not as large as the palace of Rathore.
The sun dipped low over the horizon, casting the golden-hued city of Kumbhalgarh in a warm glow.
As they approached the city gates, they all marvelled at the intricate carvings adorning the ancient walls.
The vibrant atmosphere of Kumbhalgarh enveloped them as they made their grand entrance, accompanied by the rhythmic beat of traditional drums.
Awaiting them at the heart of the city were Rishabh's paternal aunt, Devika, and her family.
Dressed in regal silks and adorned with jewels that sparkled in the fading light, she exuded an air of authority and grace.
Her warm smile lit up her face as she approached the newlyweds, enveloping Diya in a tight embrace and clasping Rishabh's shoulder in a welcoming grip.
"Swagat hai mere pyare bhatije or uski sundar biwi ka (Welcome, my dear nephew and his charming bride)" Devika greeted them with an affectionate hum, her voice carrying the weight of her love and pride for Rishabh.
"Kumbhalgarh is honoured to receive you both. The city celebrates your union, and we look forward to the joyous days ahead."
Rishabh inclined his head respectfully, while Diya's shimmering eyes reflected her awe at the grandeur of the city and the warmth of its people.
