The Unwanted Royal Marriage ✔️ [Under editing]

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Some rishtas arrive quietly.

They don't knock.
They don't warn you.
They simply appear one evening, tucked between cups of chai and polite smiles, carrying the weight of decisions that change lives.

When the Singhania family began searching for a bride, no one imagined they would stop at Vaidehi Sanjay Sharma.

She was young—too young, some said. Twenty-two, still studying, still dreaming. But her father believed in early marriages, in settling down before the world taught you too many ways to break. And when the rishta came—respected family, good name, secure future—Sanjay Sharma was certain. Some opportunities, he believed, did not knock twice.

For Vaidehi, the rishta arrived like a storm wrapped in silk.

She smiled when expected to. Served sweets with trembling hands. Lowered her eyes when elders spoke. She did everything right—except inside her heart, where someone else already lived. Someone no one knew about. Someone she had loved quietly, honestly, foolishly.

And then there was Agastya Digvijay Singhania.

Twenty-six. CEO. Loud laughter. Easy charm. A man who filled rooms with warmth and jokes and somehow made seriousness feel optional. He hadn't expected much from the rishta visit—these meetings rarely carried sparks. But the moment he saw Vaidehi, soft-spoken yet glowing, filmy eyes hiding oceans of emotion, something in him settled.

For the first time, Agastya was certain of anything.

Shaadi karunga toh issi se.

While families discussed horoscopes and habits, futures and finances, two hearts stood at opposite ends of truth. One determined. One terrified. One ready to choose. One afraid to break everyone she loved.

Vaidehi believed in honesty—even when it hurt. Especially when it hurt.

So before promises could be made, before expectations hardened into fate, she decided to tell the man she was supposed to marry the truth. About the love she carried. About the heart that wasn't empty.