"I don't even want the Heavens Sita, if I cannot have You by My side. I may have broken the bow kept at the wedding, but I shall never break My wedding vows."
Love is a promise to walk through everything hand in hand. Whether it's the palace gardens...
She took a handful of mud from the earth below Her feet.
Placing the mud in the veil of Her beautifully embroidered saree, She closed Her eyes in prayer.
"Mother Earth, You're My first Mother. You know that I have been adopted. And as I return Your debt of motherhood, please promise Me that one day when I am stuck and tired of this world, I can come back and find solace in Your arms."
She gently tilted Her veil, trying to slowly make the mud fall back onto the ground.
But when She heard no sound or movement, She opened Her eyes.
She found Rama standing next to Her. He had opened His hands and was collecting all the mud that fell from Her veil.
She looked towards Him and Their eyes met again.
"Sitey, please know that You don't have to share any burden alone. And You don't have to return any debt nor become tired as long as I am here. You're not allowed to face any difficulty without Me. Whatever You have, whether sadness, illness or discomfort, I am here to share it all."
She was so touched by His gesture but She found no words to express Her admiration.
"Thank you so much, Prince Rama."
He blushed and dusted off Her veil and covered Her head with it. "And please don't address Me like that. I am Yours, You can please use a different name for Me. It makes Me feel awkward, as if I am some stranger. We have to be open to each other and communicate, now that We have to spend the rest of Our lives together."
She burst out laughing. Even though His wish was simple, it sounded so sophisticated. It was so sweet that He wanted to not be addressed as Prince anymore, but as someone else, someone more closer.
Maybe, He can call Me Sitey, and I can call Him, Mine.
"Okay, as You wish, Raghunandan. You're the Prince. Your wish is My order." She teased Him.
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They had the whole day to themselves, and They wanted to spend it getting to know each other properly.
The astrologers had fixed a date for the wedding. The festivities were in full swing. The entire royal family of Ayodhya had been called and they would be reaching anytime soon.
Although Mithila was far away from Ayodhya, arrangements had been made to make the trip easy and faster. Roads and vehicles had been arranged and soldiers had been sent as allies.
The very thought of being so away from home made Sita feel so homesick. She would hardly get time to come back home, it would take so long to reach Mithila. She had dreamt of having Her children being born and brought up in Her paternal home. But She wondered if Her in-laws would consent, since Ayodhya was too far from here. Besides, She had heard that Her in-laws were very private and protective. None of the Queens had also visited their paternal homes even once after their marriage.
