Garlands of Marigold

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Janaki Devi watched the scene unfold with a satisfied smile, her keen eyes twinkling with mischief and triumph. She had known from the moment she first saw Devika and Suryadev together that they were destined for each other, two halves of the same soul. And now, as they stood before the court, their love laid bare for all to see, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her matchmaking skills.

As the newly betrothed couple turned to face each other, their eyes locked in a promise of unwavering love and support, Janaki stepped forward, her voice ringing out clear and strong. "Let it be known that today, we bear witness to the union of two hearts, two souls, two families. May their love be a shining example to us all, a reminder that even in the face of adversity, true love will always find a way."

The court erupted in another round of cheers and applause, as Devika and Suryadev exchanged their vows, their words a sacred promise of devotion and commitment. Janaki watched with misty eyes, her heart full of joy and contentment. She knew that their journey would not be an easy one, that they would face challenges and obstacles at every turn. But she also knew that with their love to guide them, they would overcome anything.

As the ceremony drew to a close, the palace burst into a flurry of activity, as servants and courtiers alike rushed to prepare for the grand celebration that was to follow. The halls were adorned with fragrant garlands of jasmine and marigold, the air thick with the scent of incense and spices. Everywhere one looked, there was color and light, a feast for the senses that seemed to embody the very essence of their love.

And as the night wore on, as the music and laughter echoed through the halls, as the newlyweds danced and celebrated surrounded by their loved ones, Janaki couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over her. She had played her part, had brought these two souls together against all odds. And now, as she watched them bask in the glow of their love, she knew that she had been a part of something truly special, something that would be remembered for generations to come.

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