After many days of healing and recovery, Draupadi's hand had finally healed fully. She found herself in her bedroom one evening, clad in a golden saree with a red border that accentuated her hourglass figure. The soft fabric draped elegantly around her, enhancing her natural grace and beauty.
Nakula, passing by her bedroom door, caught sight of her and was momentarily stunned by the sight before him. The golden glow of the saree against her skin, combined with her poise and allure, left him both shocked and captivated.
Unable to resist, Nakula entered the room and gently approached Draupadi. "You look absolutely stunning," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration as he wrapped his arms around her waist in a tender embrace.
Draupadi smiled at his compliment, her heart warmed by his presence and affection. "Thank you," she replied softly, her eyes reflecting the depth of her feelings for him.
Nakula, overcome by the intensity of his emotions, couldn't hold back any longer. "Can I have a kiss?" he asked, his voice tinged with longing.
Draupadi's smile widened, touched by his earnest request. "Of course," she whispered, leaning closer to him.
Without hesitation, Nakula kissed her passionately, his lips meeting hers with a fervor that spoke of his deep love and desire. Draupadi responded in kind, her arms encircling him as they shared a moment of tenderness and intimacy.
As they parted, their foreheads resting against each other, Nakula gazed into Draupadi's eyes with undisguised adoration. "You have no idea how much I love you," he confessed softly, his voice filled with sincerity.
Draupadi caressed his cheek affectionately. "And I love you," she replied, her voice filled with warmth and affection.
In that quiet moment, surrounded by the soft glow of the evening light, Draupadi and Nakula found solace and joy in each other's embrace. Their love, born from shared experiences and strengthened by unwavering devotion, was a source of strength and comfort in their perilous world.
As they stood together, united in their bond, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them with courage and resilience, supported by the unbreakable love they had found in each other.
In the bustling kitchen, Draupadi was engrossed in cooking, the aromas of spices and ingredients filling the air with warmth. As she deftly stirred a simmering pot, Sahadeva and Nakula approached quietly from behind, their arms wrapping gently around her waist, resting their chins on her shoulders.
Draupadi smiled, feeling their comforting presence. She leaned back slightly, acknowledging their affection with a soft sigh of contentment.
Meanwhile, Yudhishthira, Bheema, and Arjuna watched from a distance, knowing how much Sahadeva and Nakula cherished these moments with Draupadi. They exchanged knowing glances, silently appreciating the bond their brothers shared with their beloved queen.
"Leave her to work, you two," Yudhishthira called out teasingly, though his tone held warmth.
Sahadeva and Nakula reluctantly released Draupadi, their expressions briefly crestfallen. Draupadi sensed their disappointment and turned to face them with a reassuring smile.
"Let them stay," she said softly, gesturing towards Sahadeva and Nakula. "I'm fine with cooking, and I don't want them to be sad."
Relieved, Sahadeva and Nakula hugged Draupadi once more, expressing their gratitude with silent embraces. Their hearts lightened as they continued to stand by her side, soaking in her warmth and affection.
Watching the scene unfold, Yudhishthira, Bheema, and Arjuna couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy, masked by playful banter.
"Seems like she loves you two more than us," Bheema remarked with a grin, nudging Sahadeva and Nakula playfully.
