Devraj Varma, a billionaire CEO, hails from a royal lineage bound by ancient traditions. Every decade, he returns to his ancestral village, Shiva Ganga, to perform a sacred puja. This year, fate intervenes as he encounters Anika, a simple village be...
As the night deepened, a comfortable silence settled over the room. Devraj slept peacefully, his breathing steady and even. Anika and Yuvraj sat by his bedside, their eyes fixed on him.
"He's exhausted," Yuvraj whispered, his voice filled with concern. "I can't believe he pushed himself this hard."
Anika squeezed his hand. "He's incredibly strong," she replied, her voice soft. "He'll recover."
Yuvraj nodded, his gaze fixed on his brother. "I just hope it doesn't happen again, but it is his fate that he has to go through it for every decade" he murmured.
Anika reached out and took his hand. "We'll make sure to be with him," she said, her voice filled with determination.
They sat in silence for a few moments, their minds filled with worry. But as the night wore on, a sense of peace began to settle over them. Devraj was in good hands, surrounded by people who loved him.
As dawn approached, Anika felt a wave of exhaustion. She had been awake for hours, her mind consumed by worry. Yuvraj noticed her fatigue and suggested she get some rest.
"I'll watch over him," he said, his voice gentle.
Anika hesitated, but she knew he was right. She needed to rest if she was going to be able to take care of Devraj. With a heavy heart, she stood up and went to her room.
As she lay in bed, her mind raced with thoughts of Devraj. She prayed for his speedy recovery, her heart filled with love and hope.
As dawn broke, casting a soft glow over the palace, Anika stirred from her sleep. Her body ached from lack of sleep, but her heart was filled with relief as she came to his room and looked at Devraj. His breathing was steady, his face relaxed.
She quietly made her way to the kitchen. A hot cup of tea was what she needed. As she sipped her tea, her mind wandered to Devraj. The ordeal he had endured was unimaginable. She was filled with admiration for his strength and resilience.
Returning to the bedroom, she found Yuvraj dozing in the armchair. He looked exhausted. Gently, she woke him up. "You should get some rest," she said softly. "I'll watch over him."
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Yuvraj nodded, his eyes heavy with sleep. "Thank you," he mumbled, before retreating to his room not before watching her lovingly stroking his brother hair.
Anika sat by Devraj's side, her hand gently holding his. As the morning wore on, Devraj showed signs of improvement. His eyes fluttered open, and he looked at Anika with a weak smile.
"You're awake," she said, her voice filled with relief.
Devraj nodded, his voice barely a whisper. "I feel weak," he admitted.
Anika squeezed his hand. "You'll recover," she assured him. "You're strong."
As the day progressed, Devraj's condition improved steadily. The doctors were pleased with his progress, and they allowed Anika to spend more time with him. They talked for hours, their conversation filled with love and laughter.
