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Meera pov~
The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the bustling city of Suryagarh. The entire palace was stirred with excitement. The air was thick with the fragrance of marigolds and incense, signaling the joy of people to welcome their prince back to kingdom after a proud victory.
The grand gates, adorned with garlands of fragrant jasmine and marigolds, stood wide open, awaiting the triumphant return of their prince. The streets were lined with eager citizens, dressed in their finest attire, a sea of vibrant silks and shimmering jewels. The air was thick with anticipation, filled with the sounds of conch shells and drums, their rhythmic beats resonating through the hearts of all present.
The women of the palace, draped in resplendent sarees, their hair adorned with fragrant flowers, stood by the palace steps, ready to welcome their prince Ekagraj with the shower of rose petals.
Whole palace was decorated not less than a bride.
Coming towards the grand gate, I was looking at the decorated hallways which are adored with flowers and fresh essence of rose. Moving to grand gates with Reja amd Rma besides me my gaze fell on where Ranasa was waiting for his beloved younger brother with eyes stuck on stairs and hands itching to engulf the younger in his arms.
I stand beside him and he averted his gaze towards me with a slight smile on his face.
A murmur ran through the crowd as the sound of hoofbeats grew louder. The prince's procession appeared on the horizon, a formidable line of warriors on horseback, their armor gleaming in the dying light. At the center, riding a white horse, was prince Ekagraj.
His shoulder lengh hairs dancing in air as he rode forward, eyes scanning the familiar streets with a mixture of pride and relief.
"Jai Mahakaal."
He raised his sword in air and chant loudly in his dominant voice to which the soldiers chant behind him.
"Jai Mahakaal."
The air shaked as the large convoy of soldiers repeat behind him.
Coming to the stairs of palace, he step down from horse. My heart ached seeing him covered by many bruises. Many injuries were there and the one on his leg was making it difficult for him to walk. But that didn't make any difference in his proud walk.
Reja forward me aarti thaal as deversa stand infront of us. I give him a smile and rounded the plate over him, applying Tilak and showering him with some flowers, I welcomed him.
He bow down to touch my feet and I blessed him.
'Ishwar kre aap Jeevan k har yudh mai Vijay praapt kre.'
I murmerd under my breath and he move towards Ranasa, he seek his blessings and Rana sa engulf him in a tight hug.
"Well done Raj , you make us so proud. I am really proud of you."
Rana sa said patting his shoulder and ekansh gave a shy smile, like he is not the one who just come after winning a war.
"Hmari aarti nhi utarengi aap bhabhisa?"
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