**Chapter 198: The Gentle Touch**
As the intensity of the previous moments gradually faded, the Pandavas took a step back, their eyes filled with tenderness as they gazed at Draupadi. Her saree had been slightly disheveled during their passionate exchange, and it was time to restore her to her elegant self.
**Yudhishthira** was the first to gently touch the fabric, his fingers steady and sure as he began to arrange the pleats of her saree back into place. His movements were careful, almost reverent, as he made sure every fold was perfect. “Draupadi, you always look so beautiful, but especially when you’re with us like this,” he murmured, his voice filled with love.
Bhima, with his larger hands, took care of the end of her saree, making sure it draped gracefully over her shoulder. His touch was surprisingly gentle for someone of his strength. As he adjusted the pleats that had fallen out of place, he couldn’t resist adding with a soft chuckle, “You know, we’re not just here to tease you, Draupadi. We also want to take care of you.”
Arjuna, ever the perfectionist, stepped in to smooth out any remaining wrinkles in the fabric. His hands moved with the precision of an archer, ensuring that every detail was just right. “We want you to feel comfortable and loved, always,” he whispered, his gaze never leaving hers.
Nakula and Sahadeva, the younger brothers, worked together to finish the task. Nakula, with his innate sense of style, adjusted the way the saree fell along her waist, while Sahadeva ensured that her blouse was perfectly aligned. “You’re our queen, Draupadi,” Nakula said with a smile, “and we’ll always make sure you look the part.”
Sahadeva, always the gentle soul, added, “But more importantly, you’re the queen of our hearts. No matter what you wear, you’ll always be the most beautiful to us.”
Draupadi watched them with a soft smile, her heart swelling with affection. The way they cared for her, even in such small gestures, reminded her of the deep bond they shared. Each of them had a unique way of showing their love, and it made her feel cherished beyond words.
As they finished arranging her saree, Draupadi looked at them, her eyes shining with gratitude and love. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. “You always know how to make me feel special.”
The Pandavas, now satisfied that their beloved wife looked as radiant as ever, shared a quiet moment of contentment. They knew that their love for Draupadi went far beyond mere words or actions—it was a connection that bound them all together, stronger than anything else in the world.
With her saree perfectly arranged and her heart full of love, Draupadi stood before her husbands, feeling more connected to them than ever. And in that moment, they all knew that no matter what the future held, their love would continue to guide and protect them, just as it always had.
