Grand garden was filled with the murmur of anticipation as the bride Leela(posing Maanvika), entered with grace and poise. Her intricately embroidered veil sparkled in the light of the diya(earthen lamp), and her eyes shone like stars as she made her way to wedding mandap.
Ranvijay, sat resplendent in his royal attire, his eyes fixed on fire vessel in his view.Brahmin priest began to chant the ancient mantras, and the ritual of Vivaah Homam commenced.
Leela (posing maanvika)took her place beside Ranvijay, and together they offered prayers to the sacred fire, their hands entwined in a symbol of unity. The air was thick with the scent of incense and the sound of chanting, as the royal couple embarked on their journey together.
As the ritual progressed,Brahmin priest presented the couple offer a sacred thread for Ranvijay ,he began to tie the mangalsutra around Leela's (posing Maanvika) neck.
She gazed up at him with a radiant smile, her eyes shining with happiness. But to her surprise.He barely looked at her.His gaze flicking over her face with a hint of annoyance.
Leela's (posing Maanvika)smile faltered for a moment, but she tried to brush off the feeling, telling herself that he was just preoccupied with the ceremony.
But as he continued to tie the mangalsutra with a brusque efficiency, his eyes never meeting hers, she couldn't shake off the sense that he was angry with her.
Even when he finally looked at her, his eyes seemed to bore into her with a intensity that made her heart race. But it wasn't the warm, loving gaze she had hoped for instead, it was a cold stare that left her feeling unsettled.
As the ceremony going on. Leela felt a sense of disappointment wash over her. But now that it was finally here, it felt hollow and daring.
She put Ranvijay's distant behavior aside because her heart raced as she caught her first glimpse of the king.She's felt a flutter in her chest,her pulse pounding in her temple.He is so handsome has strong features and piercing eyes.
The priest offer vermillion to Ranvijay to fill in bride hair partition Leela's(posing Maanvika)heart raced again as the Ranvijay's intense gaze bore into her, making her feel like an insect.
She felt a shiver run down her spine, her palms growing clammy with sweat. For a moment, she thought she saw a glimmer of anger in his eyes, and her mind raced with worst.
But then, she took a deep breath and told herself to stop being silly. She is known as princess here not her former self a maid.
It was natural to feel a little intimidated by the king's powerful presence for her true self, but she knew she had nothing to fear nobody here knows her truth.
With a gentle smile, she pushed aside her doubts and focused on the moment. She gazed back at Ranvijay her eyes locking onto his.She saw the tension in his jaw, the faint furrow in his brow.
The Saptapadi ritual began, and Leela(posing Maanvika)and Ranvijay took their seven steps together, their feet touching the earth in perfect harmony. With each step, they priest recites the vows.
As they completed the final step, the assembly erupted in cheers and applause, and as the final rituals concluded.Ranvijay swiftly rose from his seat, his expression unyielding. Without a glance at Leela(posing Maanvika), he turned to depart, leaving her stunned and concerned. The delicate knot that bound their garments together, symbolizing their union, began to unravel as he walked away.
Leela's(posing Maanvika)quick reflexes saved the knot from coming undone, and she hastened after him, her eyes fixed on his retreating figure.
"Your Majesty wait" Queen Dowager called out, her voice laced with a mix of confusion and desperation.
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The Obsession
Historical FictionIn ancient times, where sword and shield reign supreme, a legendary warrior beauty Maanvika shines brighter than the sun. Her bravery and grace have captured the hearts of two mighty men Ranvijay a mighty king known as the King of Kings who seeks to...