The night air was heavy with secrets as Dhruv slipped through the shadows. His mission was clear: eliminate the rival kingdom's royal family. But fate had other plans.
That's when he saw her - Shivani, the warrior princess. Her sword gleamed in the...
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Her eyes, like stars, shine bright and fair Her smile, a rose, beyond compare Her laughter, music to the soul Her heart, a treasure, making me whole (｡♡‿♡｡)
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Author's pov
Next day morning
The streets of Mahavardha are a marvel of beauty and activity. As morning breaks, the city comes alive with the sound of temple bells and the sweet scent of incense wafting through the air. The sun rises over the towering spires and grand architecture, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets. People from all walks of life hurry to and fro, carrying offerings for the gods or fresh produce for the day's market. The sound of laughter and chatter fills the air, mingling with the clanging of pots and pans from the street vendors, creating a vibrant and energetic atmosphere that is quintessentially Mahavardha. As the morning progresses, the city's energy only intensifies, setting the stage for another vibrant day in this ancient and magnificent city.
Aryan(Dhruv) and Raman are walking through the street in the capital.Aryan is carefully observing everyone and everything.That time some girls tired to seduce Aryan but it all went in vein.Aryan was not interested in girls.
Suddenly Aryan heard a name and stops there.SHIVANI.
Her dasi's(maids)of Shivani is talking about their Princess. They are buying some ornaments.
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Maid 1: "Oh, Soundarya, have you seen the latest jewels? They're exquisite! I heard the king has brought in the finest craftsmen from all over the land to create a stunning collection for the princess's birthday."
Maid 2: "Yes, Varnika! And have you heard? The princess's birthday and marriage are just a week away! The whole palace is abuzz with excitement. She's such a kind and beautiful soul, our princess Shivani. I've seen her practicing her dance moves for the Shivaratri festival. She's as graceful as a swan and as beautiful as a goddess. Her birthday and Shivaratri fall on the same day this year, what a auspicious coincidence!"
Maid 1: "I know! I've heard she's quite fond of music and dance. She plays the veena beautifully and has a voice like a nightingale. And she's also very intelligent and wise beyond her years. Our princess is truly a gem. I heard she's been learning the art of warfare and diplomacy from the best scholars in the land."
Maid 2: "Indeed! She's a gift from Lord Shiva himself. And the marriage arrangements? Oh my! They're grander than anything I've ever seen. The preparations started a month ago! The king has invited princes from all over to compete for her hand in the swayamvar. It's going to be a grand event, with feasts, dances, and competitions. I heard the prince who wins her hand will also receive a grand dowry and the throne of Mahavardha! The king wants the best for his daughter, and only the most worthy prince will do."
Maid 1: "I've also heard that the princess is very fond of horses and elephants. She's an expert rider and has a special bond with her favorite horse, Shiva. And she's also very compassionate and kind to all living beings. She's always helping the poor and the needy, and her charity work is renowned throughout the land."
Maid 2: "Yes! And she's also very brave and courageous. I heard she's been training in martial arts and sword fighting, and she's quite skilled with a sword. She's a true warrior princess, and she'll make a great queen one day."
As Aryan overheard the conversation, his mind wandered to the mysterious princess Shivani. He imagined her beauty, grace, and kindness, and his heart longed to meet her. He pictured himself as the one who would win her hand in the swayamvar, and his thoughts were filled with romantic and dominating desires. He imagined himself holding her close, feeling her warm embrace, and gazing into her lovely eyes. He knew he had to find a way to participate in the swayamvar, no matter the cost.
Aryan's pov
Shivani, you are the key to my conquest. I'll participate in the swayamvar, and I'll win your hand. But it won't be for love or romance, it will be for power. I'll use you to get to the throne, and I'll conquer Mahavardha. You are just a stepping stone in my path to glory, Shivani. And once I've achieved my goal, I'll be the ruler of this land.
Is Shivani as beautiful as her name suggests?
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