Rakshash Aur Rajkumari (The Devil And The Princess)

47• सत्यम्

The sun shone brightly over the tropical garden, casting a warm glow upon the vibrant flora. A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying the scent of exotic flowers and the distant murmur of a nearby fountain. It was in this idyllic setting that Riddhi, Siddhi, and Ambika found themselves, lounging amidst the lush greenery, their laughter mingling with the songs of birds.

Riddhi sat with her legs crossed, her dark saree draped elegantly around her. The deep violet fabric, adorned with golden embroidery, accentuated her radiant complexion and mischievous smile. Her hair, a cascade of dark curls, fell effortlessly around her shoulders, framing her face perfectly. She exuded a confident aura, her every gesture filled with a playful flirtatiousness.

Siddhi, on the other hand, chose a light and ethereal saree, the pale pink fabric contrasting beautifully with her delicate features. The sheer organza drape fell gracefully over her slender frame, its delicate floral embroidery adding a touch of whimsy. Her hair was swept back in a sleek bun, showcasing her elegant neck and the intricate maang tikka adorning her forehead. She exuded an air of refined elegance, her movements graceful and measured.

Ambika opted for an ethereal and elegant outfit that seamlessly blended with the tropical surroundings. Her saree, a blend of aquamarine and seafoam green, flowed around her like the gentle waves of the nearby pond. The delicate fabric, adorned with shimmering sequins, caught the sunlight, creating a mesmerizing effect. Her hair, a cascade of sun-kissed highlights, fell in loose waves, framing her face and accentuating her warm smile

Riddhi leaned back on her hands, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Oh, that Rudraksha!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with playful admiration. "There's just something about him that sets my heart aflutter. Don't you think so, Siddhi?"

Siddhi, who was nervously plucking at her saree pallu, glanced around the garden as if expecting Rudraksha to suddenly appear. "I-I don't know, Riddhi," she stammered, her eyes widening at the mere mention of his name. "He's... well, he's rather intimidating, to be honest. So tall and..." She trailed off, her voice trailing away into silence.

"Oh, come now, Siddhi," Riddhi teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You can't deny his allure. And don't you worry, my dear, I have a feeling he'll be making an appearance soon. After all, this is Ambika's garden, and he adores her company." She winked at Ambika, a playful smile on her lips.

Siddhi's eyes widened further, and she turned to Ambika, seeking reassurance. "Ambika, tell me, are you scared of him too? He has that intense gaze, and his voice is so deep. It's like he holds some mysterious power."

Ambika, ever cautious, chose her words carefully, her eyes flicking briefly towards the path leading to the garden. "Well, I can understand why you might find him a bit daunting, Siddhi. He does have a certain... presence. But I assure you, he's not someone to be feared. He's actually quite—" She paused, searching for the right word.

"Oh, come now, Ambika, don't hold back!" Riddhi interrupted, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "We want all the juicy details! Is your Rudraksha Bhaiya as dashing as he seems? Does he make your heart race, too?" She leaned forward, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Ambika felt a flutter of nerves in her stomach. She knew she had to be careful with her words, especially since the truth—that Rudraksha was actually her husband—would surely astound them. "Well, he's certainly a captivating individual," she said, choosing her words with deliberate vagueness. "And yes, there's an intensity about him that's quite intriguing. But now, can we talk about something else." She deftly steered the conversation back to her friends, hoping to avoid further probing.

Riddhi and Siddhi exchanged glances, their eyes shining with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. "Oh, no, Ambika, we could talk about him all day!" Riddhi exclaimed, her hands fluttering dramatically to her heart. "There's just something so enchanting about him. Don't you think he might appear at any moment, striding through this very garden?"