𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧

90⚚ The father

2 years later.

"LUV! KUSH!" a loud, angelic voice echoed through the grand halls of the Kshatriya palace.

"Coming, Mamaaa!" came two tiny voices in perfect harmony, followed by the sound of quick, light footsteps pattering across the marble floor. 

Moments later, two little princes, barefoot, giggling, and full of life, ran straight into the royal kitchen where their mother stood, taking off her apron and setting the dining table with practiced grace.

"Mamaaa!" they chorused, throwing their little arms around her legs.

The Queen of Kshatriya, laughed softly and bent down, scooping both her boys into her arms with ease. "My baby kings," she cooed, peppering their cheeks with kisses. "Are you hungry?"

Both nodded eagerly, their big brown eyes wide and sparkling. Amaira's heart melted instantly, and she had to resist the urge to nibble on their chubby cheeks right then and there. 

Gently, she placed them in their little royal baby chairs, each carved with tiny golden lions and their initials.

Then she called out, her voice echoing down the staircase, "Star! Dinner is ready!"

Almost immediately, a laugh echoed back, followed by the sound of light footsteps tumbling down the steps. A five-and-half-year-old princess appeared, tiny crown askew, curls bouncing—as she giggled, "I'm here, Mama!"

Amaira smiled warmly and pressed a kiss to her daughter's forehead. "Come on, hop onto your chair, my star."

Sharvi nodded and climbed up gracefully, settling right between her baby brothers.

The moment she sat down, Luv and Kush immediately wrapped their small arms around her, shouting in unison, "Di! We missed youuu!"

Sharvi giggled, hugging both of them back. "Aww, my baby brothers! Di missed you guys toooo!"

Amaira rolled her eyes with an exaggerated sigh, sitting opposite them. "You three were literally playing together five minutes ago."

Sharvi turned to her with a mischievous smile, "My beautiful mama, don't frown! But yeah," she added, twirling a strand of her hair, "I was doing homework... so I didn't spend much time with my babies."

Amaira just shook her head with a small laugh and began feeding all three one after the other. The room filled with little moans of satisfaction as the kids' eyes widened at the taste of their mama's cooking. Between each bite, they hummed in delight, swinging their legs under the table.

It was the kind of moment Amaira cherished most — her three little stars around her, the air filled with laughter, and the quiet warmth of a home that once existed only in her dreams.

As Amaira gently fed her little ones, her mind wandered through the past two years — a blur of laughter, sleepless nights, and countless moments that made her heart full. 

Nothing much had changed in the palace... except for the arrival of two tiny souls who had now become the heartbeat of every corner, every heart.

From the moment Luv and Kush were born, they had everyone wrapped around their little fingers. The palace, once quiet after Sharvi's bedtime, now echoed with the twin princes' giggles, babbles, and their adorable attempts to run behind their sister.

Sharvi, her precious firstborn, had been there through it all... from the twins' first cries to their first wobbly steps. She adored her brothers like they were her own little treasures, always protective, always caring. 

She'd scold them like a mini Amaira and pamper them like a second mother.

For the brothers, the twins were no less than royal miracles. Rithvik, Ash, Daksh, and Gaurav couldn't go a day without seeing them.