Kashi Vishwanath: Two Eclipsed Hearts 💕

CHAPTER 45: "QUEEN KASHI'S ROYAL CORONATION"

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The ceremonial drums echoed through the grand Singhania Mansion, their rhythmic beats resonating through the air as Vishwanath and Kashi walked side by side, their steps in perfect harmony. The path they walked was lined with red and gold carpets, representing the heritage of Bundelkhand.

Two distinct groups filled the massive hall. One side was brimming with royalty, celebrities, ministers, high-end businessmen, and media personnel. Their whispered conversations filled the space as they turned their attention to the couple. On the other side stood the loyal people of Bundelkhand, ordinary citizens who had come to witness the historic moment of their king introducing his queen.

Kashi felt the weight of countless eyes on her. Whispers and murmurs grew louder as they stepped into view, their piercing gazes making her heart race with anxiety. She turned her head slightly to see her family near the thrones Rajendra, Shalini, Raghavendra, Rudra and her mother seated in a wheelchair with a nurse by her side.

Her chest tightened as the murmurs intensified, her nerves threatening to consume her. Sensing her unease, Vishwanath gently reached for her hand, squeezing it lightly as if to silently remind her, "I'm here, Kashi. Always." The warmth of his touch grounded her, giving her the strength to take another step forward.

Ahead, the guards stood in formation, their faces stoic as they monitored the scene. Behind them, the crowd from Bundelkhand erupted into cheers and chants, calling out to their beloved king and queen.

Vishwanath adjusted the crown on his head, its weight a familiar reminder of the responsibilities he bore. Crafted from pure gold, the crown glimmered under the warm light, its emeralds and rubies catching the glow like fragments of a sunrise. The intricate carvings etched into its surface narrated the history of Bundelkhand, tales of valor, sacrifice, and unyielding loyalty. It was more than just a symbol of power, it was a legacy.

As Vishwanath walked hand in hand with Kashi towards the throne, his mind drifted to the first time she had seen him wearing the crown. It had been just moments ago, in the quiet solitude of their room. He had stood before the grand mirror, adjusting the crown, its intricate carvings and gleaming rubies and emeralds catching the morning light.

He remembered, how she seemed frozen in place, her wide, innocent eyes locked on the golden crown that adorned his head. The awe on her face was unmistakable, her lips parting slightly as if to speak but unable to find the words.

"Veer ji," she had finally whispered, her voice trembling with wonder, "your crown....it's so beautiful."

He had turned to face her fully, a rare softness in his usually sharp gaze. The way she looked at him with admiration so genuine it made his heart ache was something he would never forget.

"You are the one who makes it beautiful, my queen," he had replied, his voice quiet but steady. He stepped closer to her, his expression thoughtful. "And today, you will have one too."

Her eyes had widened even more, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. She had glanced down, suddenly shy, but the small, nervous smile that played on her lips told him everything he needed to know.

Now, as they walked together towards the throne, her hand in his, he glanced at her again. The thought of her standing beside him, wearing a crown of her own, filled him with a sense of fulfillment he hadn't known he could feel. She wasn't just by his side, she was his equal, his light, the one who would rule his heart and his kingdom alike.

His thoughts were interrupted as they approached the two thrones. Crafted from teakwood and studded with gemstones, one represented Vishwanath's strength and leadership, while the other stood as a testament to Kashi's grace and support.