Fated Hearts the Shadows of Kurukshetra

The Night Unfolds

All of us had dinner and retreated to our respective rooms 

The king of Kalinga is indeed a very good person I just don't understand his hatred for Mahadev 

My mind was in a turmoil there was questions raising about who will be the crown prince , I am the eldest son of the present King so obviously I would and should the crown prince cause when uncle Pandu gave up his kingship that day Yudhishthira lost the right to the throne of Hastinapur. 

I walked out to one of the gardens , I don't why I mind carried my legs to somewhere when I came back to my senses I had almost reached Bhanumati's quarters . 

Trying to submerge my urge to meet her I turned around and started walking But Where are you headed to Rajkumar ? I turned around cause the owner of the voice was no other than bhanu 

In the dim glow of candlelight, the Kalinga princess exudes an enchanting grace, adorned in a flowing night attire that shimmers softly like moonlit silk. Her ensemble, a deep sapphire hue, drapes elegantly around her, embellished with intricate gold threadwork that dances across the fabric, resembling the delicate patterns of starlit skies.

Her hair, intricately braided, cascades down her back in a series of elegant twists, each braid intertwined with tiny jasmine blossoms, their sweet fragrance lingering in the air. Strands of silk ribbon weave through her hair, catching the light with each subtle movement, adding a touch of whimsy to her royal appearance.

The gentle curve of her neckline is adorned with a delicate necklace of pearls, each bead reflecting her regal lineage. Her eyes, deep and expressive, glimmer with curiosity and wisdom, framed by long, sweeping lashes that seem to whisper secrets of the night.

As she moves, the fabric of her attire glides gracefully, creating a soft rustle that harmonizes with the night's stillness. In this serene moment, she embodies both strength and tenderness, a princess of dreams, wrapped in the quiet beauty of the night. and had a teasing smile on her face 

couldn't sleep , I said 

Me too , she said pouting

I heard her stomach growling , her face flushed with embarrassment 

are u hungry ,I asked  didn't all of us have dinner a little while before 

Well don't look at me like that I was not in a mood to eat then so I didn't but now I am hungry

I looked around saw a mango tree with nice ripe mangoes I climbed and picked a mango for her 

Thank u she said happy to eat something silly I thought 

we sat under the mango tree 

Their laughter mingling with the gentle rustle of the leaves above. As they shared stories and dreams, Bhanumati felt a wave of comfort wash over her. With a soft sigh, she tilted her head and rested it lightly on the prince's shoulder, seeking solace in his presence.

In that moment, the world around them faded, and all that remained was the warmth of their connection. Suyodhana turned slightly, glancing down at her serene face, illuminated by the soft glow of the stars. Her hair, woven with delicate flowers, brushed against his arm, a gentle reminder of the beauty of the night.

Time seemed to stand still as they breathed in the quiet intimacy, their hearts beating in sync beneath the vast canopy of the mango tree. It was a moment suspended in time—a promise of new beginnings and shared adventures, where every whisper of the night echoed the sweet potential of their blossoming love.

Ohh come on you can't be that strong , said bhanu while he was flexing about his skills in mace fighting 

Are u really questioning my skills my princess , the new nickname caught her off guard