In this fresh retelling of the Mahabharata, Draupadi is bound by destiny to Arjun alone, their love a powerful force amidst a world unraveling in chaos and adharma.
As the whispers of war grow louder and betrayal strikes from within, their bond is...
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After everyone was comfortably settled into their respective chambers, Arjun and Draupadi led Krishna to the guest chambers in their grand palace. The room was decorated with understated elegance, offering the perfect balance between comfort and royalty, fitting for someone as beloved as Krishna. They insisted him to rest after the long day, knowing his presence had brought peace and joy to everyone.
Then Arjun and Draupadi prepared to enter their new palace-one that stood out for its simplicity yet exquisite charm. As they reached the entrance of their personal chambers, Arjun, in his playful yet loving manner, bent down and swiftly lifted Draupadi into his arms.
As Arjun lifted Draupadi into his arms, a playful smirk danced on his lips. Draupadi, caught by surprise, gasped softly, her hands instinctively wrapping around his neck for support. Her eyes sparkled with amusement and affection, but before she could protest, Arjun spoke, his voice teasing and warm.
"No protests today, Priye," he said with a wink. "This is the first time we're stepping into our new home, and I will not let you set foot on the ground until I've given you the grand tour of every corner. But don't worry, I'll carry you through it all."
Draupadi chuckled, her cheeks flushing as she shook her head slightly, knowing there was no point in arguing with him. "You are impossible Arya," she whispered, though her heart fluttered at his touch and the joy in his eyes.
He grinned wider. "Impossible for anyone else but you," he replied, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Now, let me show you our palace."
As they entered the sitting area, Arjun made a show of turning slowly, giving Draupadi a full view of the room. It was simple yet elegant, with cushioned couches and a low wooden table in the center, upon which sat a beautifully crafted bronze lamp. The soft flicker of light cast gentle shadows across the walls, which were decorated with minimal yet tasteful artwork.
"This is where we'll sit and spend our time talking-or in my case, I'll be listening to your sweet voice," Arjun said with a playful twinkle in his eye. "Or perhaps, this is where I'll sit and admire you while pretending to read something important."
