We had been accepted and my husbands and I were now standing in an warm and comforting group hug with me in the middle and the five of them around me. We were now happy despite the barrenness of Khandhavaprasth, the kingdom we had received to rule over. Each of them were extremely happy with the way things had turned. Later that night as we sat in the main room Sahadev described our unique wedding and togetherness. My husbands and me listened with interest as he narrated "The Pandavas, the son of the great Pandu had united in marriage with the beautiful fire-born daughter of the illustrious Draupad. Their wedding may have not been an convential wedding but there was this inertia, an unexplainable force which perhaps might have been the divine himself who drew them together. The Pandavas admired her wide eyes that could draw both blood and love out of a man, her pupils magnets that one couldn't stay away from. She was alluring and seemingly fortune and magic and with pride the Pandavas made her their other half." His words were beautiful and mystifying. Only Bheem spoke up saying "See elder brother, I told you even Sahadev could flirt better than you." To which everyone laughed and I smiled. The next day we'd be starting our journey to Khandavaprasth. We wished eachother goodnight and the I went to my room with my eldest husband shy and scared.
He sat on the bed reading a book as I removed my jewellery. Then I went and sat next to him. He smiled and asked me whether I was happy that we were going to have a kingdom of our own. I replied in affirmative. He then rested his head on my shoulder, I was suprised and didn't expect for him to suddenly touch me being the stoic man he is. But he needed someone to lean on and when I put my hands around him he wept. He wept and wept in silence and I let him. Something Krishna once told me came to mind "You never know how much pain one is until you hold them in your hands." And all of my husbands would weep when I hugged them, from the strong built Bheem, the valiant Arjun, the flirtatious Nakul to the quiet Sahadev. And in their arms I would find solace too.
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Historical Fiction--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dharma was the cloth I held closest. I was draped in dharma. No one could ever take that from me. No amount of pu...
