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In their room, the atmosphere was filled with gentle care and affection. Draupadi, tired from the day's events and still recovering her strength, lay resting on a soft bed. The battle had taken a toll on her, and her body was weary. She hadn't come online or engaged with others; she simply needed rest.

The Pandavas, deeply concerned for her well-being, were gathered around her. Yudhishthira, ever the gentle and caring husband, cradled Draupadi’s head against his chest, his touch tender and soothing. Draupadi snuggled into his warmth, feeling the comfort of his steady heartbeat beneath her cheek. His hand stroked her hair softly as he whispered reassurances.

Bhima, with his strong yet gentle hands, placed a kiss on her forehead, his expression a mix of pride and concern. “You’ve done so much, Draupadi. Now, it’s time to rest,” he murmured.

Arjuna sat beside her, his hand resting on hers, offering silent support. He leaned in to kiss her cheek, his eyes filled with admiration for her strength. “We’re all here for you,” he whispered, his voice filled with affection.

Nakula and Sahadeva, always attentive, ensured that their one-year-old sextuplets—Suthanu, Samyuthana, Pragya, Pragati, Printha, and Sumitra—were content and quiet in their cradles nearby. Their three-year-old son, Prativindhya, was also close, observing the calmness of the room, sensing the need for quiet.

Nakula leaned in, his voice soft as he kissed Draupadi’s hand. “Rest, Draupadi. We’ll take care of everything.”

Sahadeva, placing a gentle kiss on her other hand, added, “You don’t need to worry about anything. Just rest and recover.”

Draupadi, feeling the warmth and care from all her husbands, allowed herself to relax completely. She snuggled deeper into Yudhishthira’s chest, drawing comfort from the collective love surrounding her. The fatigue of the day slowly melted away as she felt the soft kisses and heard the tender words of her husbands. The room was filled with a peaceful silence, only broken by the occasional cooing of their children and the whispered reassurances of the Pandavas.

She knew she was in the safest place, surrounded by the ones who loved her most. In that moment, she felt all her strength returning, not from the battlefield, but from the love and care of her family. The Pandavas continued to hold her close, their presence a comforting balm, as Draupadi drifted into a restful sleep, her head nestled against Yudhishthira’s chest, a contented smile on her face.