Beyond The Palace Walls| ONGOING

Chapter - 07

Meera groggily opened her eyes, trying to remember what had happened. She was met with the familiar face of Karanveer, holding a glass of water for her. She sat up, rubbing her temples in an attempt to ease the throbbing headache.

"Kaka, kya hua tha?" She asked, her voice weak and hoarse.
(Uncle, what happened?)

"Tum mandir mein behosh padi thi, isliye mein tumhe Ghar leke aaya" he replied, helping her to sit up.
(You fainted in the temple, that is why I brought you home).

"Jab mein Suryavandan karke aaya toh bas tum waha behosh thi." He admitted.
(When I came back from Suryavandan , you were unconscious).

Meera's eyes widened as she spoke, her voice trembling with fear. "Maine awaazen suni... Abhyant ki...aur..aur..Vanika"
(I heard voices... Abhyant's... And ... And ... Vanika's )

Karanveer's expression remained neutral, but his eyes betrayed a hint of shock. He quickly regained his composure and sat down next to Meera, taking her hand in his.

"Whoa, slow down," he said, his voice calm and soothing. "Let's take a deep breath and try to understand what happened. Tum mere sath surakshit ho. Tumhe koi kuch nahi kahega."
(You are safe with me. No one will do anything to you.)

Meera took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. Karanveer's words of reassurance seemed to help, and she began to feel a sense of calm wash over her.

"Rajkumaari, tumhare sapno ka kya arth hai woh jald pata chal jayega. Tab tab bas Bhagwan par bharosa rakho." Pandit told Meera.
(Princess, we will soon know what is the meaning of your dream. Just trust God.)

"Main koshish karungi." She said, her voice still trembling slightly.
(I will try)

Karanveer nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "Ab hum sirf wahi kar sakte hai. Kabhi kabhi Hume bas itna bharosa rakhna chahiye ki anth mein sab acha hi hoga."
(Now we can only do so. Sometimes we just have to trust that everything will be fine in the end.)

He got up and went to the corner of the room, where he had a small altar set up with various sacred objects. He picked up a small, intricately woven dhaga and came back to Meera.

"This is a sacred thread," he said, his voice soft. "Ispe mere guru ke ashirwad hai, aur kehte hai ki ye ise pehenne Wale ko suraksha deta hai."
(It has the blessings of my Guru, and it is said that it gives protection to the one wearing it.)

Meera watched in fascination as Karanveer tied the dhaga around her hand, chanting some sort of protection mantra under his breath. She felt a strange energy emanating from the thread, and her heart began to feel lighter.

As Karanveer finished the ritual, he looked at Meera with a warm smile. "This will help you stay safe and protected," he said. "Aur yaad rahe ki Jo bhi ho raha hai, hum dono milkar uska saamna karenge."
(And remember that whatever is happening, together we will face it.)

Meera nodded, feeling a sense of comfort wash over her. She looked down at her hand, where the dhaga was now tied around her wrist. She felt a strange connection to the thread, as if it was somehow tied to her own destiny.

As she looked up at Karanveer, she saw something in his eyes that made her heart skip a beat. It was a look of deep understanding and compassion, and it made her feel like he was trying to tell her something without actually saying it.

"What is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Karanveer's expression softened even further. "Just remember that you're not alone," he said. "I'm here for you, no matter what happens."