The warmth of your hand in mine is all the reassurance I need.
As Sangamithra collapsed onto the floor, Aditha and Sevili were the first to rush toward her.
Aditha: Kanne! Kanne!
He knelt beside her and gently lifted her into his arms.
Within moments, the entire hall erupted into alarm. Guests rose from their seats and hurried toward them.
Rana, Veera, and Poovizhi quickly pushed through the crowd.
Rudhra stepped down from the throne and moved toward them.
As people surged forward in panic, he instinctively held Loka's hands so she would not be caught in the rush. Only when Veera and Poovizhi reached them did he release her.
Meanwhile, Aditha was still trying to wake Sangamithra.
Aditha: Kanne... ennai paar...
Her eyelids trembled.
Slowly, she opened her eyes.
Blood stained her lips as she struggled to speak.
Aditha leaned closer so he could hear her faint voice.
Sangamithra: Nammudaiya padukkai araikku... ennai azhaitthu sellungal...
Aditha immediately nodded.
Without hesitation, he lifted her into his arms.
Rana followed them quickly.
Behind them, Rudhra's command echoed through the hall.
Rudhra: Vaitthiyarai azhaiyyungal!
The royal physician who had been present for the coronation rites hurried after them.
Aditha walked swiftly through the palace corridors and entered their private bed chamber in the main palace.
It was a chamber filled with memories of their life together.
Yet as Sangamithra's eyes slowly wandered across the familiar room, a faint, ironic smile touched her lips.
As Aditha gently placed Sangamithra on the bed, another surge of blood slipped from the corner of her lips.
The sight shattered him.
His entire frame trembled as he stood beside the bed, helplessly watching her struggle to breathe.
For a moment, the great emperor who had faced countless battles looked utterly lost.
Rana quickly stepped forward and held his shoulders firmly.
Rana: Moothoney... ingirukka vendaam.
Araikku veliye kaatthirungal. Vaitthiyarum irukkiraar... naanum irukkiren. Parisodhitthu paartthu koorugirom.
Thaangal ingirukka vendaam... ennudan vaarungal... vaarungal moothoney!
Aditha did not react.
His eyes remained fixed on Sangamithra.
Rana finally tightened his grip and slowly pulled him away from the bed.
Almost dragging him, he led his elder out of the chamber.
Aditha walked like a man in a daze, his eyes already wet.
Just as they stepped out, Sevili rushed into the chamber.
At the same moment, Rudhra and the others reached the entrance to the room.
They immediately gathered around Aditha.
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The First Empress
RomanceThis story is the continuation of PM&I. A clueless girl from a colonised country dies and reborns 500 years back. She wasn't reborn as any commoner but as the fourth wife of the handsome crown prince who was about to become a king and be killed by h...
