The Hampi Palace was a sight to behold, adorned with intricate rangolis and flickering diyas, the air heavy with the scent of jasmine and incense. The festivities were in full swing, the courtyard resounding with music and laughter. The Maharaja Suryadev, resplendent in his brocade robes, greeted his guests with regal grace.
In the whirl of color and sound, Devaki found herself inundated with potential suitors, each vying for her attention. She sneakily sought out her siblings, who surrounded her protectively.
"Oh, Devaki, one would think you were the only eligible Rai!" Minnal joked, but her eyes were sympathetic.
Laughter erupted from the siblings, easing the tension. With her family beside her, Devaki knew she could face anything.
As they entered the main durbar, a hush fell over the crowd, all eyes turning to the magnificent rulers of Vijayanagar, the Royals of Rai. The room seemed to spin with the weight of their stares, but Devaki Rai, the lotus-eyed beauty, held her head high, prepared to face her destiny with the unwavering support of her loved ones.
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