Heal my heart ~ Royal Tale

13 ~ MANIFESTATION

"please roiye mat.. Okay I have an idea.. Let's do one thing we will call Shekhavat in Ranawat palace and we all will love together. How is it? " Abhimanyu suggested, his voice soothing as he wiped his wife's tears who was sitting beside him in backseat.
(Adhya please don't cry.)

Adhya's tears subsided, replaced by a faint smile. "I'm fine," she assured him, her voice barely above a whisper.

Abhimanyu nodded, his eyes locked onto hers. He offered her the water bottle, helping her take a sip.

As she drank, Abhimanyu's hand cradled hers, his touch warm and reassuring.

"Would you like something to eat?" Abhimanyu asked, his eyes scanning Adhya's face. "It'll take at least 20 minutes to reach the palace."

Adhya shook her head.

"Are you sure?" Abhimanyu pressed, his brow furrowed with concern.

Adhya's gaze shifted to his, her expression softening. "Do you want something to eat?" she countered, her voice filled with equal concern.

Abhimanyu's smile spread, his eyes crinkling. He shook his head, his thumb gently rubbing her palm.

Twenty minutes passed, and the car rolled to a stop before the majestic Ranawat Palace. Abhimanyu stepped out, offering his hand to Adhya.

He carefully helped her exit the vehicle, supporting her as she navigated the heavy lehenga. Adhya's eyes sparkled with excitement.

The palace's facade shimmered with thousands of lights, flowers adorning every balcony and window. The air vibrated with anticipation.

As they stepped onto the palace grounds, the Ranawat family welcomed them with a resplendent ceremony. Flowers rained down upon Rana sa and Rani sa, petals dancing around them.

Firecrackers burst into the night sky, their joyful explosions echoing through the palace grounds. The atmosphere pulsed with jubilation.

Adhya's smile broadened as she gazed at the vibrant decorations, her heart filled with gratitude. Revati, Abhimanyu's grandmother, warmly performed the arti ceremony, her eyes shining with love.

Next, Revati waved a bundle of notes over Abhimanyu and Adhya, a traditional gesture to ward off evil eyes. She handed the notes to a maid, who discreetly took them away.

With the rituals complete, Abhimanyu and Adhya stepped into the palace. The opulent interior enveloped them, its grandeur tempered by the warmth of their welcome.

"As you both must be tired, so take some rest in your chamber." Revati suggested, her voice soothing.

As Adhya gazed upon the palace, its beauty mesmerized her. The majestic entrance hall unfolded like a canvas of opulence, with marble floors shimmering beneath crystal chandeliers. Refracted light danced across the walls, casting a kaleidoscope of colors.

Twin staircases curved elegantly, inviting exploration of the lavish living spaces. Burgundy velvet sofas and intricately carved wooden furniture adorned the rooms, while tapestries and ornate mirrors added depth and sophistication.

The regal dining hall boasted a polished mahogany table, fine china, and crystal-encrusted chandeliers that shimmered in the light. In contrast, private chambers exuded warmth and intimacy, with rich silk drapes, carved four-poster beds, and intricate frescoes adorning the ceilings.

Corridors and passages featured frescoed ceilings, ornate mirrors, and gilded frames, leading to architectural marvels like arched doorways, columned hallways, and dome-shaped ceilings. Decorative elements - candleabras, vases, and portraits of royalty - added to the splendor.